Chapter 538: Chapter 468: The Artisan God’s Weapon, The Strengthened Ruyi Divine Ox! (Seeking Monthly Votes!)
"That crown’s power is extraordinary!"
"My strength is almost ineffective against that Sindura!"
Antaka said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, a hint of seriousness flashed across his face. He had also been a King of Asura and was even endowed with Immortal Blessing. He prided himself on his formidable strength, yet now he found himself suppressed by Sindura.
"The crown?"
"There must be a Blessing’s power upon that crown!"
Indra narrowed his eyes and murmured softly.
The fellow Sindura did not have any crown before, so the crown must be the product of that Blessing.
Upon hearing this, Kashigyakya’s face changed.
"Immortal Blessing, or an unbeatable Blessing?"
"What do we do, teacher?"
Kashigyakya’s eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he suddenly turned his head, looking anxiously at his teacher.
Now that his older brother Antaka was no match for Sindura, they could only rely on his teacher.
"The situation is wrong now!"
"We’ll go to Brahmaloka, to seek Lord Brahma first!"
Indra said.
Now that even Protector God Vishnu was held back, Sindura obviously came fully prepared this time.
Seeking the Three Aspects Deity is indeed a good idea!
"To Brahmaloka?"
Craft God Vishwakarma suddenly arrived, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he said to Indra, "Heavenly Emperor! Indra!"
"If you are going to Brahmaloka, you can take this Vimanas there."
With that, Craft God Vishwakarma’s gaze became focused, and he brought his hands together in prayer.
"Heavenly Emperor!"
"The Mountain Wings you once gave me, I’ve completed their forging and crafted some Divine Weapons!"
Vishwakarma said.
"!!!"
At that, a flicker went through Indra’s eyes.
Mountain Wings?
After he had severed the Mountain Wings, he had given those feathers to Craft God Vishwakarma.
Now it seemed the Craft God had finished the forging, turning those feathers into Divine Weapons.
"Divine Weapons?"
Indra asked, curious.
"Yes!"
Vishwakarma smiled faintly, then opened his arms, revealing a blinding golden light emerging from the palms of his hands.
Shuah!
The golden light condensed, twined like a Naga, and finally took solid form.
A golden great bow instantly appeared in the hands of the Craft God.
This great bow was entirely golden, with lightning bolt-like patterns covering its body. The bowstring was incredibly thin, resembling the lightning across the night sky, flickering with dazzling white light.
"This bow is named ’Victory’."
"Once the bowstring is drawn, it can emit the sound of thunderous lightning, intimidating all enemies!"
Vishwakarma explained.
At these words, Indra blinked, his curiosity piqued.
"The Victory Bow!"
Indra reached out to grasp it, his fingers quickly seizing the golden "Victory" Divine Bow.
Thunder!!!
Along with a deafening sound of thunder, a blinding azure lightning burst forth from his hand.
Boom boom boom!
Bolts of thunderous power instantly surged into the Victory Divine Bow.
In an instant, the [victorious] Divine Bow transformed into a thunderbolt, soaring straight into the skies.
Boom!
Rumble!
The [victorious] bow, turned into thunder and lightning, danced like a Naga amidst the dark clouds above the Ocean of Milk, its brilliance flashing, and the deafening thunder shook in all directions.
The sea creatures within the Ocean of Milk were startled by the thunder.
Octopuses, sharks, and Makara, each emerged from the depths of the water, flipping over to reveal their white bellies.
"Interesting!"
Indra gave a slight smile.
His right arm stretched high at an angle, reaching for the sky.
Crack!
A pale blue lightning bolt struck down, landing in Indra’s hand.
In the blink of an eye, the lightning transformed into the [victorious bow].
Indra held the Divine Bow and looked down, examining it from top to bottom.
The power of this Divine Bow was indeed extraordinary!
He already possessed an [Indra’s Bow], whose power was like a rainbow after the rain, greatly amplifying his own strength.
This [victorious] bow was also extremely remarkable.
The thunder it emitted was very much in harmony with his power.
"Not bad!"
Indra shook his head with approval.
And at that moment, with a smile, Craft God Vishwakarma gestured grandly.
Whoosh!
A chariot immediately appeared before everyone.
This chariot had two wheels, the golden wheels like turning suns, emitting a blazing radiance, while flickering flags, like lightning, waved behind.
"This chariot is unbreakably solid!"
"And it can also absorb the power of those who ride it, smashing through enemies ahead."
Vishwakarma declared.
Without pause, his hands continued to shine, then radiating a crystalline white light, which, thin as silk and thread, gradually took the form of a pair of snow-white wings.
"These wings, too, are my creation, designed to be fitted onto mounts."
"With these wings, the mounts will gain greater speed, incredibly swift!"
"If the mounts are adorned with wings to match this chariot, their power will be doubled!"
Vishwakarma said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Indra’s head swayed, his eyes sparkling.
He just so happened to have two mounts, perfectly suited to be fitted with wings and to pull the chariot, and if coupled with a charioteer, they would exert great power on the battlefield.
"Airavata!"
"Supratika!"
Indra softly called out.
At this moment, the snow-white wings floated in the air.
Whoosh!
Beams of faint light spread in all directions, like the sun in the sky, emitting a special force, as if enticing and attracting.
Neigh!
Scream!
Accompanied by two sudden animal cries, two gigantic creatures trod through the air and arrived.
The divine horse Supratika and the White Elephant Airavata both shifted their gaze, all eyes converging on these wings.
The next moment, Airavata and Supratika’s eyes flickered, both looking at Indra with eager anticipation.
Indra’s gaze intensified.
He glanced from side to side.
