Chapter 499: Chapter 442: Mahadeva is Thoroughly Enraged, Kills His Son Without Regret! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
Whoosh!
The Divine Staff flew back, returning once again to the chubby boy’s hand.
"Hm?"
With the Divine Staff in hand, the chubby boy immediately showed a face full of surprise and confusion.
Strange!
He had clearly thrown the Divine Staff at that huge snake, so how had it suddenly flown towards that Immortal instead?
Puzzled, the chubby boy flicked the Divine Staff in his hand, throwing it once again towards Vasuki.
Vasuki was startled and couldn’t help but step back.
Whiz!
But this Divine Staff instantly traversed the space, and instead of heading towards Vasuki, it reappeared in front of Narada the Immortal.
A heavy strike!
"Ouch!"
A loud scream of agony erupted instantly.
Narada the Immortal rolled and crawled on the ground, quickly pushing himself up, trying to dodge the oncoming attack of the battle staff, but was hit again on the back and knocked down to the ground.
The Devas were slightly taken aback.
"How could this be?"
"I remember now, this seems like the Curse once placed by the Heavenly Emperor!"
"Exactly, whenever the battle staff is thrown, it always lands on Narada the Immortal!"
"No wonder this is happening!"
The Devas murmured to themselves, instantly realizing the truth.
Indra blinked; his eyes glanced down at the Vajra Pestle in his hand.
His eyes sparkled slightly as he pondered.
Whoosh!
The Vajra Pestle was instantly withdrawn!
At this time, if he were to go forward, there was a greater chance that the pestle would directly hit Narada the Immortal.
"I better not make a move!"
Indra murmured to himself.
As for being empty-handed...
He looked up and saw Narada the Immortal, looking frail as if he didn’t even have the strength to flee.
Meanwhile, the chubby boy was frowning, clearly annoyed as he threw it out again.
"Stop!"
Kashigyakya shouted loudly.
A flash of golden light also appeared in his hand, and a golden long spear instantly appeared, striking towards the Divine Staff.
However, the most unexpected thing happened!
The moment the Divine Staff collided with the Divine Spear, the spear seemed to plunge into water, instantly merging with the Divine Staff.
"My Shakti Treasure!"
Kashigyakya stood there stunned, he widened his eyes, exclaiming in shock.
This was blatant favoritism!
His treasure had just been absorbed by his brother’s treasure, what was this supposed to mean? Their mother was too biased!
"This is mother’s power!"
"My power has become even stronger!"
The chubby boy growled.
As the Divine Spear merged, the battle staff now flew even faster towards Narada the Immortal.
Whiz!
The Divine Staff broke through the air, flying towards Narada the Immortal once again.
Narada the Immortal’s eyes widened, filled with terror, his hands frantically scrabbling on the ground trying to escape, but he could barely move.
"It’s over!"
Narada the Immortal cried out, closing his eyes.
Thud!
A muffled sound suddenly erupted, echoing through the space.
However, Narada the Immortal felt no pain.
He slowly opened his eyes and turned to look behind him, only to see the Divine Staff swaying behind him, emitting piercing gold light, shining down like a sharp sword.
Hiss!
Narada the Immortal took a deep breath, his gaze following the Divine Staff.
A large hand suddenly grasped the middle of the Divine Staff.
The Divine Staff shook and vibrated, emitting dazzling gold light, shining upon this large hand like a delicately sculpted statue in blazing flames, unable to burn.
"Indra!"
Narada the Immortal slowly spoke.
"Caught it!"
"He caught it!"
All the Devas watched this scene, sudden cries of astonishment erupting around them.
Indra’s Gold left hand, clutching the violently shaking Divine Staff, opened his mouth slowly and said, "It’s good that the curse I placed earlier didn’t include a certain hit!"
If it had included a certain hit, it would have been unstoppable!
As the sound of his voice fell, Indra’s right arm was raised high.
His upper arm, filled with solid muscles, seemed like the Naga Serpent King, coiling and intertwining, while blood surged through them.
Golden radiance flickered in all directions, like burning brass in flames, incomparably dazzling!
This Golden right hand was raised high towards the sky.
The fingers came together, forming a palm blade, and suddenly slashed downwards.
Swoosh!!!
In an instant, the Golden palm blade slashed downwards, like the sharpest battle blade, splitting the battle staff.
Only a sharp crack explosion was heard, and the Shakti Treasure instantly shattered.
Boom!
Countless golden fragments scattered furiously, like fireworks, exploding outward.
"Indra!"
Narada Immortal lay prostrate on the ground.
At this moment, his body slightly trembled, tears streaming down his face.
He had just intended to trick the Heavenly Emperor, but now, Indra had saved him.
"Praise Indra!"
Narada Immortal couldn’t help but bring his hands together in gratitude and spoke emotionally.
Elsewhere.
The chubby boy was utterly enraged.
He glared with wide eyes, his gaze full of blood vessels, and boundless rage instantly filled his heart.
The treasure given to him by his mother had shattered!
"Damn it!"
"You actually destroyed the treasure given to me by my mother!"
"I’m going to kill you all!"
The chubby boy raised his hand, eyes red, and shouted angrily.
Swish!
Indra turned slowly.
He looked straight at the angry chubby boy, Ganesha, and spoke, "I don’t think we need to fight, it can still be explained!"
The chubby boy’s eyes were bloodshot, a deep crimson.
He swung his hand fiercely, and shouted, "No need for explanations, you might have shattered my mother’s treasure, but you can’t defeat this power!"
As he spoke, the chubby boy abruptly raised his hands.
Swish!
Beams of golden light descended from the sky, surging down into the boy’s hands.
Countless golden fragments also gathered in his hands.
In the blink of an eye, the battle staff was reformed in his hands, each fragment fitting into the other, swiftly coming together, and the staff restored to its original form.
The chubby boy gripped the battle staff, glaring at Indra.
"I will defeat you all!"
The chubby boy said solemnly.
Indra remained silent.
Saying more at this time was futile, this was clearly a meaningless battle.
"Enough!"
"What good is it if you defeat us!"
"Do you think you can defeat everything?"
Indra spoke calmly.
"Of course I can!"
The chubby boy’s voice was resolute, filled with fearlessness and confidence.
As the sound of his voice fell, the Divine Staff in his hand was raised high, aimed at Indra, and amid the flashing golden light, the staff transformed into a golden Divine Spear.
"Kill!!!"
The chubby boy shouted loudly.
Whoosh!
The Divine Spear broke through the air, headed towards Indra.
Indra stood still, calmly watching this scene, watching the Divine Spear getting closer.
Just as the Divine Spear was about to hit.
A faint golden light suddenly descended, turning into a golden shield in front of Indra.
The golden light was brilliant, illuminating all directions.
What!
The chubby boy raised his arm to shield his eyes, turned his head, and saw two figures descending from the sky.
One was riding on a golden-winged Roc, a four-armed figure!
Another sat with four heads upon a lotus!
