Chapter 415: Chapter 370: The Voice in Bali’s Mind, Sani’s Evil Eye Curse! (Request for monthly votes!)
[Bona] Asura’s expression was startled.
He stared intently, and saw that the [Charcoal Leaf] before him had already been pierced by a golden Divine Spear.
Hum!
The Divine Spear trembled lightly, flashing with flowing light and colors.
Huge Divine Power flowed from the spear like the venom of a Naga, instantly tearing and smashing the entire body of [Charcoal Leaf] into mincemeat with an explosion.
"Is he dead?!"
Bona Asura murmured softly, his heart startled.
With just one strike!
This Divine Spear had shattered [Charcoal Leaf], killing him outright; its power was unfathomably deep.
Whoosh!
Bona Asura couldn’t help but focus his gaze, earnestly looking at the spear.
This Divine Spear was golden throughout like the fierce sun above a clear sky, with mysterious runes twinkling on its handle, square and round, appearing like deep black clouds and like lightning striking down.
"Could this possibly be the weapon of a Deva?"
Bona Asura’s eyes flickered as he speculated.
He carefully took two steps and slowly moved forward, raising his hand to grasp it.
Whiz!
The next moment, the Divine Spear instantly disappeared from in front of him, flying into the air like a rainbow after the rain.
Bona Asura looked up.
His eyes were profound, his emotions complex.
"Just one strike killed this [Charcoal Leaf], the Devas have such power; no wonder my ancestors were repeatedly defeated."
Bona Asura slowly clenched his fists.
Whoosh!
He activated his Divine Power, a light screen appeared in his hands, eventually revealing a tall figure.
This figure was very tall, with a square face and black hair tied in a knot, his arms adorned with golden armguards, his dark eyes twinkling with the light of wisdom.
It was none other than Bona’s father—The Namesake Bali.
"Father, I praise you!"
Bona Asura brought his hands together, praising him.
His father had always been learned, his knowledge even broader than his great-grandfather [Poluo Keluota], nearly any question could be posed to his father.
"Bona!"
"What is it you want?"
The Namesake Bali spoke.
Bona Asura took a deep breath, recounted the recent events, and described in detail the form of the Divine Spear.
"Father!"
"Which Deva could possess such Divine Power?"
Bona Asura asked in astonishment.
Upon hearing this, The Namesake Bali blinked his eyes.
He thought briefly.
"A Divine Spear marked with lightning and black clouds, then it must be the Divine Spear Amogha, this spear is a weapon of the Heavenly Emperor Indra, extremely accurate, nearly certain to hit when its name is called."
The Namesake Bali said.
"The Heavenly Emperor?!"
Bona Asura’s expression hardened.
The Heavenly Emperor Indra was so powerful, no wonder he could defeat his invincible ancestors!
At that moment, The Namesake Bali glanced at his son and continued,
"Yes!"
"The wise man of the Vedas, the Castle Destroyer, the Vajra Holder, these are all his names. He is the victor who has defeated countless Asuras!"
"It seems that [Charcoal Leaf] has provoked him!"
The Namesake Bali’s voice was stern.
He said this, then looked again at Bona, continuing, "There’s no need, do not provoke the Heavenly Emperor, without the Blessing Force, he is not someone you can handle!"
"I understand!"
"Praise to my father!"
Upon hearing this, Bona Asura’s expression was somber.
He lifted his arm, his thick and muscular limb smeared with blood, crimson and rugged, he swung fiercely, and the light shadow instantly disappeared, concluding this conversation.
Whoosh!
He looked up, watching the light screen fade away like phosphorescence.
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
If being unblessed won’t do, then wouldn’t rigorous cultivation suffice!
"I too shall undergo rigorous cultivation, worship Mahadeva, and after pleasing the Destroyer God, obtain the Blessing!"
Bona Asura pondered in his heart.
Elsewhere.
The realm of Sudra.
The Namesake Bali’s eyes twinkled as he sat quietly on his throne.
Now, he and his father Vairocana were under King Bali’s command.
His son Bona was not one to obey either, otherwise he would not have ventured alone into the Mortal Realm to establish his own kingdom.
"What a nuisance!"
The Namesake Bali raised his hands and gently cradled his head, murmuring to himself.
His eyes twinkled.
He couldn’t help but recall the Divine Spear Amogha.
At that moment, various images flashed through his mind.
Although he had never seen the Divine Spear Amogha, upon seeing the spear "Amogha," information about the spear involuntarily flooded his mind.
He also heard a faint voice narrating the exploits of the spear.
The voice was very vague, intermittent, and not clearly heard.
Yet, it echoed over and over in his mind.
This knowledge came mysteriously long ago, but he did not disclose it, making his son Bona think he was just well-learned.
"This voice seems to know a lot, it was quite vague before, but lately, it appears to have become clearer."
"Could someone have blessed me?"
"Strange!"
"No, I have not undergone any rigorous ascetic practices; could it be a curse?"
"Should I consult King Bali? King Bali is highly knowledgeable; perhaps he knows the source of this voice in my mind."
The Namesake Bali furrowed his brows, pondering.
He did not want to disclose this secret to anyone, but now the voice in his mind seemed to be getting louder.
This inevitably raised his alertness!
"I should go see King Bali!"
"Ah, I have always felt that I lived in King Bali’s shadow, but at least life was easy. Now, this voice in my mind is truly worrying!"
The Namesake Bali muttered.
...
In the Mortal Realm, in the city of Matigavada.
Inside the palace, the wedding proceeded as usual.
Sani and his spouse circled the fire, followed by the touching-heart ritual where they touched each other’s hearts, symbolizing unity.
Wharlarlar!
Clouds of prosperity drifted and twirled, showering countless bright red flowers to celebrate their union.
Manda beamed with joy.
Sani, however, was somewhat unsettled.
The events of today had been too thrilling and dangerous!
Before he was born, he could feel his mother Chaya’s isolation and desperation, the helplessness that was nearly insurmountable.
Now, he was experiencing that feeling once again!
He did not want his wife to go through the same emotions.
"I must undertake rigorous practices!"
Sani thought to himself.
As the ceremony carried on smoothly, everything was ready.
Sani looked distressed, while Manda still wore a joyful expression; together, they entered their bridal chamber.
Suddenly, in a neglected spot of darkness.
A pink mist rapidly gathered, forming an effeminate, seductive figure enveloped in an aromatic breeze with voluptuous posture and powerful, flexing arms.
Desire Asura flickered into existence.
"He-he!"
"I can’t believe Ax-wielding Rama stopped just now, just when it was getting exciting. What a letdown!"
"But I feel the power of doting love increasing."
"My companions should be born very soon!"
Desire Asura murmured.
His eyes flitted as he looked towards Sani and Manda entering the bridal room, lifting his arm and gently blowing towards Manda.
Whoosh!!!
A wisp of pink breath swiftly spiraled out, silently merging into Manda’s skin.
In an instant, Manda’s cheeks became more rosy, her eyes tender, and her gaze at Sani shimmered with waves, seemingly about to overflow with water.
"Sani~"
Manda said softly.
Sani frowned and slowly spoke up.
"Manda!"
"I think I need to perform ascetic practices now!"
