Chapter 414: Chapter 369: Rama with the Ax, Become the Reborn! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Indra swung his fist out, the sound of his punch like thunder, lightning flashing, and it landed heavily on the face of ax-wielding Rama.
Bang!
A huge fist imprint emitting blue-purple electric light, was heavily branded above the left eye socket of ax-wielding Rama.
Ax-wielding Rama violently threw back his head, letting out a painful howl.
A bruise instantly appeared before his eye socket.
"This punch!"
"Is because you have slaughtered the innocent!"
Indra let out a fierce shout.
Lightning started to coil around his fists once again.
"Dusty Cloud" and "Black Face" revolved around him, spinning ceaselessly, the air filled with dust and black stones intertwining, with sand flying and stones rolling as the flashing lightning continued.
In the midst of this dust-filled sky, the second punch roared out.
"This punch is because you have disrupted this wedding!"
Bang!
The second punch flew straight out, again branding the right eye socket.
In the blink of an eye, the eyes of ax-wielding Rama turned bloodshot, almost bleeding, yet he still clenched his teeth, merely humming lowly without letting out any screams of pain.
Indra’s eyes narrowed.
In his hand suddenly appeared a Vajra Pestle.
The Vajra Pestle emitted a thousand blades’ cold light, with sharp corners and edges, looking like a cleaver, unstoppable in its sharpness.
"This third blow!"
"Because you are obstinate and refuse to see reason!"
Indra couldn’t be bothered to waste more words.
He grasped the Vajra Pestle with both hands and directly smashed it towards ax-wielding Rama’s head.
Boom!
Lightning shrouded ax-wielding Rama’s head, flashing and exploding like a burst of light.
"Abundance" and "Prosperity" began to waver and branch out at this moment, with clouds drifting and descending miracles.
For a time, the sky was filled with a shower of flowers, gold sprinkling the ground.
Clatter!
Countless flower petals and gold coins fell one after another, landing on the body of ax-wielding Rama, who had blood-filled eyes and a rigid expression, his body slightly shaking, his knees bending as he leaned forward with his head down and heavily knelt on the ground, then fell face forward.
Flower petals and gold rained down on him, clinking away, but there was no joy in the wealth acquired.
Only the pain of being struck!
It was as if all the convictions he had upheld were now crushing down upon him.
Ax-wielding Rama lay on the ground, his consciousness fuzzy.
Swish!
Memory after memory kept surging up, instantly bombarding his skull.
The wails of the innocent! The blood and tears of the maimed!
Ax-wielding Rama’s eyes widened, his pupils trembling, his thoughts shaking, all sorts of things flooding into his mind.
"Ah..."
"Aaaahhh!!!"
Ax-wielding Rama bit down on his teeth, his hands tightly gripping his head, in unbearable pain.
He couldn’t help but scream out in agony, "Am I wrong to have killed? Then what about my mother’s chastity? What about it?!"
At this moment, his eyes blood-red, tears of blood streaming down, he felt extreme reluctance.
"Was I wrong?"
"Who knows among those people, if there was anyone who defiled my mother’s asceticism!"
Ax-wielding Rama growled through clenched teeth.
Seeing this scene, Indra let out a cold laugh.
Still being stubborn!
Truly obstinate and unenlightened!
Let him be thoroughly convinced then!
He beckoned with his right hand, and the Divine Spear ’Amogha’ flashed with golden light, instantly flying into his hand.
"Amogha!"
"Impale that Gandharva who defiled Rainuja and kill him!"
Indra held the Divine Spear in both hands, raising it horizontally.
His voice was gentle, as if he were making a divine proclamation in the ear of his lover.
The next moment, his golden arm suddenly shot up and, with a flick, he hurled the Divine Spear towards the distance.
Whoosh!
The Divine Spear tore through the air, instantly flying far away.
Indra watched the direction in which the Divine Spear flew and slowly spoke.
"’Amogha’ never misses, it will find the enemy on its own, it seems that person is still alive!"
Indra said solemnly.
At these words, the Ax-wielding Rama found himself speechless.
He propped himself up, knelt on both knees, and lowered his head.
"I have lost!"
the Ax-wielding Rama murmured.
Whether it was in battle or in the law, he had lost thoroughly.
Shush! Shush! Shush!
At this moment, the Devas all turned their heads in surprise and delight.
They had won!
And they had won so easily!
"We really won!"
the Fire God Agni exclaimed with joy.
The Wind God Vayu too was beaming, relieved, patting his chest and saying, "This guy, Ax-wielding Rama, was just a Naga spreading its hood, baring its fangs, and spewing venom, now he has finally been subdued!"
The Water God Varuna also smiled.
"Exactly!"
Varuna said.
Kashigyakya’s eyes shimmered, a gleam of sharp light emitting from them.
"Now to punish him!"
Kashigyakya declared.
According to the challenge’s rules, the loser must suffer the winner’s punishment!
Upon hearing Kashigyakya’s words, the gods all instinctively stepped back, losing their previous excitement over the victory.
"But the Ax-wielding Rama is a devotee and disciple of Mahadeva!"
the Fire God Agni whispered.
Wind God Vayu nodded in agreement, took a deep breath, and continued, "That’s right, he’s a Naga beneath the lion’s paw now!"
"Quite so!"
the Water God Varuna echoed.
Then, Kashigyakya stepped forward.
"No matter what, the Ax-wielding Rama must be punished."
"It’s for the dignity of the Heavenly Realm!"
"Exactly!"
"It’s for the authority of the Heavenly Realm, for the exemplar of the Three Realms!"
Kashigyakya said with a resounding voice.
Yama frowned slightly.
After a moment of thought, his gaze shifted towards Vishnu. Ax-wielding Rama seemed not only related to Mahadeva but also seemed connected to Narayana.
Vishnu appeared complicated.
Indeed, he had lost!
He felt no dissatisfaction with punishing the Ax-wielding Rama, to accept a challenge was Righteous Law, and to be plundered after defeat was also Righteous Law.
Thinking this, Vishnu looked towards Indra, waiting for his verdict.
"Well, well!"
Parvati looked down at the Ax-wielding Rama, her heart brimming with satisfaction.
This man nearly killed her child.
Now that he had lost, he must be punished.
As these thoughts crossed her mind, Parvati turned her gaze toward Shiva.
Shiva’s eyes were piercing, pure as the Kailash Snow Mountain, quietly staring at the Ax-wielding Rama.
This challenge was, after all, initiated by the Ax-wielding Rama!
Shiva’s expression was like still water.
Seeing this scene, Parvati couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
Indra blinked.
Whoosh!
He gazed earnestly at the Ax-wielding Rama and said,
"Since you have already admitted defeat,"
"then I shall pass judgment upon you as the victor!"
"My Divine Spear Amogha will slay your enemy and atone for your mother’s sins; however, your karmic retribution still stands, and you must atone for others!"
Indra spoke up to this point.
He hesitated, uncertain of how to deal with the Ax-wielding Rama next.
Indra pondered for a moment, then turned his head to look at Sani.
For one thing, this was ultimately Sani’s wedding.
For another, Sani was the future God of Karmic Fruit, best at punishing the unlawful.
"Sani!"
"What do you think?"
Indra asked.
Upon hearing this, Sani blinked in confusion, standing there somewhat bewildered.
What did he think?
He didn’t even know!
Sani lowered his head and pondered. At first, he was enraged, then shocked, confused, and bewildered.
Now tasked with dealing with the Ax-wielding Rama, he genuinely couldn’t think of a solution!
Whoosh!
Sani’s eyes shifted, looking toward the Sun God Surya.
"Father, what do you think?"
Sani asked.
Surya was slightly stunned.
Ah?!
He blinked hesitantly and finally looked towards Yama.
"Yama, do you have any ideas?"
Surya inquired.
Yama’s blue face tensed, his brows furrowed.
"I don’t know either!"
"If he were dead, I would take him back to Yama City, to see the karmic fruits of his life, to punish him accordingly."
"But Yama City deals with post-mortem karmic retribution, and the Ax-wielding Rama isn’t dead yet!"
Yama said.
Hearing this, Indra shook his head, already having made a decision in his heart.
"In that case,"
"let’s first take him to Yama City, to be punished according to the karmic fruits of his life so far. After his punishment, bring him back!"
"Let him become Reborn!"
Indra declared.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone’s gaze shifted, all looking toward the Ax-wielding Rama.
The Ax-wielding Rama knelt on the ground, hands clasped together, making a deep bow.
"Praise to the wise ones!"
The Ax-wielding Rama said with his head lowered.
...
Whoosh!
The Divine Spear Amogha, like a rainbow, traversed the void, over oceans and mountains, shooting swiftly through the air.
In an instant, a city appeared in front of the spear.
Blood City!
The master of this city was the great-grandson of Poluo Keluota, grandson of Vairocana, son of the Namesake Bali - Bona Asura from the Mortal Realm.
Bona!
He could also be called ’Pona’ or ’Arjuna’.
The young Asura Bona was full of fighting spirit.
He greatly admired his ancient ancestor, the Jīnchuáng, longing for the might that once conquered the Three Realms.
But he knew one truth well!
Food must be eaten one bite at a time, and roads must be traveled step by step!
So, he established his own kingdom on the earth - Anupa!
Moreover, Bona Asura did more than that in the capital city of Anupa, in the Blood City, where he built a colosseum and laid down a rule.
Whoever could fight him for three days and nights in this colosseum,
Bona Asura would satisfy one of their requests!
Yes!
He was quite magnanimous!
This was not only advantageous for him to understand the powerful of the Three Realms but also helpful for gathering allies.
For example, the Gandharva before him was quite promising!
In the colosseum,
as the sun dipped towards the horizon,
the glorious red sun hung far away in the sky, the red light reaching across heaven and casting numerous dazzling, flower-like clouds ablaze.
Bona Asura’s eyes concentrated slightly.
Holding a long sword, he looked up at the setting sun and smiled as he watched the wary Gandharva King Tanye before him.
"Gandharva, O King!"
"Tanye!"
"You have fought with me for three days and three nights. I will keep my promise and grant you one request within my power!"
Bona Asura said in a deep voice.
He opened his arms, revealing his towering chest. The sword turned and whoosh, disappeared from his hand.
Whew~
Relieved, Gandharva King Tanye let out a long breath.
Finally, it was over!
Tanye raised his head, his eyes sparkling, he said solemnly,
"Someone is trying to kill me!"
"I need you to block that person for me!"
Tanye said gravely.
Hearing this, Bona Asura’s curiosity was piqued.
This Tanye was no weakling!
Yet now he was seeking protection from him, which quite aroused his curiosity. Who could this guy have possibly provoked?
"Tell me!"
"As long as I am here, I will protect you!"
Bona Asura clenched his fist and pat his chest, producing a thudding sound.
Tanye’s expression grew tense, as he slowly spoke,
"I accidentally..."
Before he could finish, a shimmering light suddenly sparked in his eyes. Like a shooting star, it flew down instantly, piercing through Tanye’s body.
Boom!
In an instant, Tanye’s body shattered, flesh and blood flew in all directions.
The wild winds surged around, bursting forth, spraying Bona Asura’s pitch-black armor with blood in an instant.
Bona Asura furrowed his brow.
He took a half step back in shock, staring at the scene in disbelief.
"Who?!"
