Chapter 506: Chapter 447: How Can I Stay Calm, You’re Too Honest! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)
This fist, enveloped in wild thunder and incredibly fast, struck Goddess Kali’s face once again.
Boom!
Terrible power erupted on Goddess Kali’s face.
The goddess’s colossal body was instantly forced back.
At this moment, Indra clenched his fists with both hands, continuously swinging them, repeatedly smashing onto the face of Goddess Kali.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Goddess Kali’s form shook violently.
Her head moved with the punches, swaying ceaselessly, retreating without end.
Goddess Kali, like a corpse, stiffened at the waist, suddenly steadied herself. Her azure face, under the giant fists, turned an even deeper shade of blue, and her expression became even angrier, the fury in her eyes as if ready to burn everything.
Her eyes widened, only to meet another iron fist coming towards her.
Boom!
Goddess Kali fell backward, her head tilting up.
Hisss!
Indra took a deep breath.
All of a sudden, a bone-chilling sensation of horror emerged from behind him in an instant.
The corner of his eye quickly shifted.
Swish!
In a moment, he saw Lady Master Parvati turning her head, about to look his way.
"Not good!"
A shock went through Indra’s heart.
He didn’t linger in the fight, but instead turned around, walking away with a step that followed his shadow, dodging the two goddesses behind him with one step.
Swish!
With one motion, Indra traversed space, appearing behind the Three Aspects Deity.
"Supreme Lord!"
Indra’s face showed piety, his expression meticulous as he put his hands together and spoke.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As Indra arrived, the gaze of the Three Aspects Deity also slightly fell, landing upon him.
Vishnu nodded gently.
His eyes shone, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a faint smile.
Brahma looked Indra up and down, his snow-white beard slightly lifting as he took a deep breath.
All is well, then!
Kashigyakya also showed a look of joy.
"Teacher!"
Kashigyakya murmured.
The Devas also hurriedly gathered around.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, terrifying sounds of vibrations began echoing through the void.
Indra looked up, only to see the furiously enraged Parvati staring intently at him, her eyes seemingly about to spit flames.
"Destruction!"
Destruction! Destruction! Destruction!
Parvati’s eyes burned with fire, almost transforming into the Great Mother Goddess, ready to destroy the world, filled with endless rage.
The Three Aspects Deity stood in the midst of the void.
Their forms had already enlarged, like giants, all with solemn expressions, standing before Parvati.
Parvati had already transformed into her Shakti form.
She glared with anger, her eyes revealing a crimson blood light.
She was panting heavily.
Her numerous slender arms radiated golden light, large hands grasping various Divine weapons, terribly fearsome as if about to strike at the Three Aspects Deity immediately.
"Stop, calm down!"
"Uma!"
Shiva spoke slowly.
His voice was calm yet filled with a hint of sorrow, as if mourning the death of his own offspring.
Parvati suddenly looked up.
Her eyes were filled with terrifying rage.
Calm down?
Her child had died, right before her eyes. How could she be calm?
"That was my child! Our child!"
"He’s dead!"
"You not only helped others but also killed our son!"
Parvati screamed out loud.
Shiva slightly shook his head, his expression filled with sorrow, his eyes also full of pain.
In this moment, the surroundings fell suddenly silent.
Vishnu’s brow furrowed slightly, Brahma bowed his head in silence.
Kashigyakya’s expression was uncomfortable.
The many Devas were even left speechless.
No matter what, the words of Lady Master Parvati were true, Shiva personally took action and ended his own son’s life.
"Sister!"
Vishnu spoke up.
His eyes deep, he slowly said, "All of this is a misunderstanding!"
"A misunderstanding?!"
Upon hearing this, Parvati’s voice rose sharply. "Are you saying that my son was beheaded by his own father, his life taken away, just because of a misunderstanding?"
Parvati shook her head, her expression filled with sorrow.
"..."
Vishnu found himself at a loss for words.
Indeed!
To say that, it was indeed hard for anyone to accept!
Brahma slightly turned his gaze, looking at Vishnu who had ceased speaking. He immediately shut his mouth and decided not to say another word.
If Vishnu could not convince Parvati, it was best he did not interfere!
Brahma kept silent.
At that moment, Indra fixed his eyes for a closer look.
In his field of vision, Parvati’s body glowed with golden light, she was breathing heavily, her body trembling, and her eyes were blood-red, looking as if she would explode at any moment.
This wouldn’t do!
If things continued this way, the situation would likely escalate further.
"Lady Master!"
"The reason for this incident truly lies with me!"
Indra suddenly spoke out.
Boom!
Rumble, rumble!
As his voice echoed, the void around him resonated with terrifying roars, and the entire world seemed to quake.
Swish!
Parvati’s eyes turned crimson, like pools of blood, and she stared intently at Indra.
"All of this originated from my father, Jiayebo Immortal’s curse!"
"Back then, atop the ocean of milk!"
"Shiva defended a Blessing and then went on to protect Asura, striking me in the process."
"Enraged by this, my father cursed Shiva to one day behead his own son!"
Indra said.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Many gazes fell upon the scene.
Vishnu’s eyes slightly narrowed, instantly showing a worried expression.
By saying this, was Indra not taking all the blame onto himself, making himself the target of Parvati’s wrath?
Brahma frowned slightly.
His eyes moved restlessly, surveying the surroundings, equally filled with concern.
Indra was too honest for his own good!
Whether it was reverence for the Supreme Lord or protecting the Devas, he was quite exceptional.
But this was just too honest!
"This is bad!"
"Indra is too honest, and it won’t be good if Parvati redirects her rage at him!"
Brahma muttered to himself.
He carefully looked at Parvati, and saw terrifying golden flames swirling around her, like apocalyptic fire, burning furiously.
Upon hearing his words, Parvati became even more enraged.
So it turned out there was a source for all this, and her husband had never told her about it.
"So...
"My child died because of it!"
Parvati’s anger reached a breaking point, her body shaking, like a volcano on the brink of eruption.
At that moment, she slowly raised the Divine Weapons in her hands.
The Trishula, bow and arrow, and Divine Staff all gleamed coldly, reflecting the endless void, seemingly about to tear apart the world.
"!!!"
Shiva, Narayana, and Brahma all showed grave expressions.
This was not good!
"But I did not die at that time!" Indra immediately intervened. "The curse also had room for interpretation!"
"!!!"
Parvati’s form stiffened.
Her blood-red eyes widened, suddenly pausing in her tracks.
Room for interpretation?!
"Shiva left this time to resolve the curse!"
"Yes!"
"The Supreme Lord had already thought of a solution!"
Indra opened his hands and spoke.
