Chapter 443: Chapter 391: Antaka Escapes, Kashigyakya Will Win! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)_3
Antaka’s eyelids twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
He blinked.
Shiva and Parvati appeared before him.
"Hmm... hmmm..."
Suddenly, Antaka knelt on the ground, his expression strange, the left side of his face sorrowful and the right side seemingly smiling, his voice sounding like a mix of crying and sobbing.
The next moment, he extended his right hand and forcefully pressed it against the ground.
Whoosh!
His hand struck the earth, twisting his wrist and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Antaka lifted his hand and placed it on his forehead, his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger lightly tracing across.
Three horizontal lines instantly appeared on Antaka’s forehead.
"Father!"
"Mother!"
Antaka raised his head, his hands pressed together in salutation.
These three horizontal lines on his forehead were the mark of Shiva’s followers. Vishnu’s followers, on the other hand, would paint ’U’ or ’Y’ shaped symbols on their foreheads.
Antaka’s heart was a tumultuous sea.
It was over!
He had finally ended it!
All he wanted to do now was to find a place to settle down properly!
"Antaka!"
At the sound of his name, Parvati’s eyes brimmed with joy. She smiled, hurried forward, and helped Antaka to his feet.
This poor child had finally been freed from the curse, released from the Trishula.
Tap tap tap!
At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly arose, and [Wu You Miao] strode forth, barefoot and laughing as she ran over.
Nandi bent over, carefully protecting the little one and quickly followed suit.
The next moment, Wu You Miao stopped in her tracks.
Her eyes sparkled, her mouth wide open with a joyful smile.
"The brother from the Trishula came down!"
Wu You Miao raised her hand, pointing excitedly and indignantly toward Antaka.
"Antaka!"
Nandi’s eyes widened, he blinked, first gazing at Antaka on the ground, then at the Supreme Lord’s empty Trishula.
It was then that Nandi finally confirmed it.
Antaka had truly come down!
Nandi looked at the scene, feeling somewhat unfamiliar with it.
"Hey!"
"Regardless, it’s so good that the Supreme Lord’s family is reunited."
"So good!"
With a smile, Nandi brought his hands together in reverence, his ox ears twitching slightly, and his head gently shaking. His eyes welled up with tears of emotion, almost bursting into tears.
It was an auspicious scene all around.
Shiva held the Trishula, his expression serene.
Parvati stood beside him, also wearing a look of happiness, but she noticed something unusual about her husband.
"Husband!"
"Why don’t you look happy? You seemed quite angry from the start."
"Is it because of Antaka?"
Parvati asked, puzzled.
Hearing this, Shiva also slowly turned his head, looking directly at his wife.
Their eyes met, their hearts in sync, as if they were one person, a voice echoing in the other’s heart.
"Uma!"
"I am not angry because of Antaka, but because of our other son!"
Shiva’s calm voice echoed in Parvati’s heart.
"Kashigyakya?"
Parvati frowned slightly, confusion written all over her face.
"His arrogance has clouded his mind, he even wishes to control the demons!"
"These demons, born of sorrow and darkness, will lead him astray from the Righteous Law. If this demon is not purified, the intoxication will gradually spread to the entire world!"
Shiva said gravely.
He gripped the Trishula tightly, slowly lifting his head.
In that moment, his expression was solemn, his deep gaze seemed to pierce through the void, looking towards the figure of Kashigyakya in the Heavenly Realm.
"My lord!"
"Don’t worry so much!"
"Brother will take care of Kashigyakya, this child!"
Parvati said.
Upon hearing this, Shiva’s expression darkened slightly.
Uh-huh!
Parvati might not know.
Today, Kashigyakya was disrespectful towards Narayana!
"I believe Kashigyakya will protect the Heavenly Realm well," Parvati’s voice rose again. "Husband, you always care more for the world than for me, could you comb my hair for me today?"
Parvati chuckled enchantingly.
The look of anticipation twinkled in her eyes, and her slender arms gently raised, holding a pitch-black wooden comb between her delicate fingers.
Looking at this comb, Shiva’s mood also calmed down suddenly.
"Uma!"
"You are wrong."
"I care for the world because my world originates from you!"
The corners of Shiva’s mouth slowly curled up as he raised his hand, taking the wooden comb.
...
Heavenly Realm.
[Intoxication] The demon was huge as a mountain.
This demon, with his head touching the sky and his feet on white clouds, summoned his power, emitting countless golden radiance like the sun, under which the golden light enveloped everything.
Temples sprang from the ground, instantly restored to their original state.
Kashigyakya stood atop the [Intoxication] demon’s head.
With his hands on his hips, he proudly watched the scene, smugly shaking his head.
"Not bad!"
Kashigyakya exclaimed.
He blinked and muttered, "Now that the Heavenly Realm is fixed, it’s time to prepare to attack Earth."
"Vishvakarman!"
Vishvakarman! Vishvakarman! Vishvakarman!
Suddenly, Kashigyakya called out loudly, his voice soaring, calling the name of the Artisan God [Vishvakarman].
Swish!
The next moment, an old man with white hair and a long beard appeared before Kashigyakya.
"Praise... Heavenly Emperor!"
The Artisan God [Vishvakarman], hesitating slightly, then put his hands together and stuttered.
Upon hearing this, Kashigyakya shook his head.
"Artisan God!"
"Hurry up and forge the Divine Weapons, my army can hardly wait anymore!"
"As soon as the Divine Weapons arrive, fully equipped, we can immediately rush to Earth and your efforts here will also be recognized."
Kashigyakya said so.
[Vishvakarman] nodded repeatedly.
"Heavenly Emperor, rest assured."
