Chapter 413: Chapter 368: Your Power is Useless, Beating Up Ax-Wielding Rama! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Indra’s voice was resonant and strong.
He raised his great arm, as if thousands of golden Nagas were entwined and converging at his fingertips, where infinite golden light burst forth and pointed at Ax-wielding Rama.
Boom!
The rolling thunder!
Dark clouds tumbled endlessly, the relentless downpour, thunder striking like war drums, the fierce wind playing anthems, complemented by the ticking sound of rain, all bursting forth with the blinding flash of lightning.
The Devas looked worried.
"Biluo Saramo!"
Fire God Agni felt his lips dry and his throat burning as he uttered the name raspingly. He cast a wary glance at Ax-wielding Rama, and a look of concern appeared when he turned towards Indra.
Ax-wielding Rama!
This man was simply too powerful!
"He possesses the Great Divine Power, the Great Divine Beastmaster’s Treasure!"
Fire God Agni murmured.
Wind God Vayu subconsciously touched his belly, feeling a faint pain.
He had been cleaved by an ax.
"Too powerful!"
Vayu said.
Water God Varuna nodded understandingly, "Even Kashigyakya was defeated!"
"..."
Kashigyakya’s face darkened.
He slightly bowed his head and couldn’t help but clench his fist.
His first battle upon becoming Heavenly Emperor had ended in a miserable defeat.
Why?
Why had it been so disastrous?
Kashigyakya glared at Ax-wielding Rama, fuming.
"The teacher must defeat him!"
Kashigyakya thought to himself.
Yama’s blue face also took on a serious expression as he recalled the scene he had witnessed, his tone deep and grave.
"I also saw Narayana’s power on Ax-wielding Rama!"
Yama said solemnly.
Upon hearing this, the Devas’ faces changed again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Kashigyakya’s eyes widened; Surya shone brilliantly; Agni looked panicked; Vayu breathed rapidly; Varuna was struck with fear.
What!
The power of Mahadeva was already troublesome enough.
Now with Narayana’s power added, no wonder they were unable to prevail.
"..."
Vishnu’s eyes twinkled, and the smile on his face vanished.
He slightly turned, revealing a serious and worried expression, deeply observing the two.
"This is bad!"
"The situation has evolved beyond expectations!"
Vishnu murmured to himself.
He blinked, thinking hard, thoroughly weighing his thoughts.
If Ax-wielding Rama and Indra started fighting...
"This is bad!"
"Ax-wielding Rama has actually provoked Indra!"
"When my power descends, it can’t hurt Indra, and the Beastmaster’s Treasure is too risky and will just be countered!"
Vishnu thought bitterly.
He had once bestowed blessings to Indra, his own and his incarnations’ power could absolutely not harm Indra.
The only means Ax-wielding Rama could affect Indra.
Was solely—the Beastmaster’s Treasure!
But not to mention the Sun God Armor, which was immune to the power of weapons, just the blessing within his arm that shattered weapons in itself.
The power of the Beastmaster’s Treasure also wouldn’t work.
Ax-wielding Rama was left only to take hits!
"Ax-wielding Rama has been too impulsive, now his karmic retribution has come early!"
Vishnu said.
Shiva slightly furrowed his brow.
Ax-wielding Rama had actually initiated the challenge!
With this challenge in play, he felt it inappropriate to intervene.
Parvati’s expression also became tense, her eyes widening, her gaze becoming fierce.
"Ax-wielding Rama."
Parvati murmured to herself.
She looked worriedly at Kashigyakya, relieved to see that Kashigyakya was unharmed, not a big problem.
"Ax-wielding Rama!!!"
Parvati gritted her teeth.
Whoosh!
Ax-wielding Rama’s eyes were icy cold, like eternal ice, then he suddenly waved his hand and raised it towards the sky, spreading his fingers wide.
The rolling thunder!
The sky changed as thick dark clouds suddenly began to spin.
The Beastmaster’s Treasure, which had originally obscured the sun and enveloped the sky, descended suddenly like a meteor crashing down again.
Boom!
The Beastmaster’s Treasure transformed into a battle ax, crashing into his hands.
"Come on!"
Ax-wielding Rama roared.
He held the Beastmaster’s Treasure, which glimmered brilliantly, a misty pale blue light emerging instantly, swirling and flowing across the land.
Indra’s expression was icy.
He swung his great arm, summoning no weapons, and strode towards Ax-wielding Rama.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
His vigor was fierce.
Step by step, he moved forward.
At this moment, he resembled a divine elephant striding through the air, the ground making a dull and immense thud when he landed, shaking the earth. The power of elements lingered and oscillated around him, resolutely pressing forward.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Indra took one step after another, advancing towards Ax-wielding Rama.
The thin mist of the Beastmaster’s Treasure’s blue aura surged, centering on Ax-wielding Rama, almost forming a domain.
Indra’s body also crashed into this domain.
Rumble!
Layers of mist continued to billow forth.
This was the residual influence of the Beastmaster’s Treasure! It was the demonstration of the Great Divine Power!
The misty aura was like a flood, unceasing and like ocean waves crashing up, powerfully slamming into Indra’s body.
At this moment, Indra’s body stood firm and unmoved.
Whoosh!
Withstanding the breath of the Beastmaster’s Treasure without any hesitation, he took large strides, as if stepping across a creek, and continued towards Ax-wielding Rama.
"What!"
Ax-wielding Rama’s eyes narrowed.
He couldn’t help but take a half step back, standing sideways, his eyes wide open, gazing gravely at Indra before him.
"Heavenly Emperor Indra!"
"True to his reputation as the Castle Destroyer, he’s actually blocked the power of the Beastmaster’s Treasure so effortlessly!"
Ax-wielding Rama was stunned.
Other Devas were no match for a single strike from the Beastmaster’s Treasure.
Yet now, the Vajra Holder could, with his own strength, directly withstand the residual force of the Beastmaster’s Treasure.
"I must go all out next!"
"Defeat in one strike!"
Ax-wielding Rama thought.
His pupils constricted, his hands and muscles tensed, clutching the Beastmaster’s Treasure tightly.
Indra’s pace did not slow down, drawing closer to Ax-wielding Rama, his footsteps sounding like an earthquake, thunderous and startling.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Ax-wielding Rama saw his opponent drawing nearer, his eyes narrowed.
The Beastmaster’s Treasure in his hands burst forth.
Whoosh!
A sharp light flashed suddenly.
The misty aura surrounding him disappeared instantly, merging into this ax light.
Boom!
Within the ax light.
A transient shadow of Mahadeva holding the Trishula appeared, completely engulfing the figure of Indra.
"Success!"
Ax-wielding Rama’s expression was one of excited surprise.
The next moment, the shadow of the Trishula suddenly solidified, followed by a grating sound, and it dramatically shattered.
Bang!
A pair of golden arms, sunlit at dawn, radiating brilliant light, Indra’s figure abruptly broke through, as if smashing towards him.
"Not good!"
Ax-wielding Rama was startled.
He swung the Beastmaster’s Treasure in his hand, and a buzzing sound followed, enveloping a pure force seemingly capable of severing the Three Realms.
Indra braced with his left hand, his forearm raised high, powerfully blocking this strike.
Buzz~
This strike resonated like the sound of the universe being created, traveling from the ancient past to the present,
"Shatter!"
Indra’s voice turned cold.
He raised his right hand high, like lightning severing the wings of mountains, flashing in all directions.
The golden radiance illuminated the area.
Whoosh!
Ax-wielding Rama’s eyes widened.
Countless golden lights reflected in his eyes, those golden arms, vaguely transforming into the figure of Shiva, instantly pulverizing the Beastmaster’s Treasure into ash.
Crack!
Numerous fragments shot in all directions, twinkling brilliantly like debris.
"Mahadeva!"
Ax-wielding Rama exclaimed in shock.
In his astonishment, Indra had already closed the distance.
"!!!"
Ax-wielding Rama’s pupils trembled slightly, quickly regaining his composure.
With his extensive combat experience and as a formidable warrior, even at this critical moment he managed to react, tightening his fist, gathering infinite energy, and striking directly at Indra’s chest.
Boom! Boom!
Indra’s breath was steady, not stepping back in the slightest.
"Why?"
In this instant, Ax-wielding Rama shouted in alarm.
Impossible!
His strength was useless!
Ax-wielding Rama’s spirit was shaken, he blinked hard, his eyes once again seeming to see a luminous shadow holding Miaojian.
"Narayana!!!"
Amidst Ax-wielding Rama’s cry,
"Your power is useless against me!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out, echoing next to Ax-wielding Rama’s ears. A golden giant fist furiously struck at his eyes.
Boom!
