Chapter 587: Chapter 490: The Son of Diti, Fully Awakened
"What!"
"A single Danava!"
In an instant, the Daityas’ eyes widened, filled with bloodshot veins, angrily staring at King Niu Jie before them, grasping their curved sabers and charging straight at him.
Hmph!
King Niu Jie snorted coldly.
He fiercely turned his head, looking towards the group of Daityas, his eyes rippling as if with Maya Illusion Power.
In a moment, the group of [Daityas] all stiffened in place, their hands clutching the curved sabers suddenly turning to aim at their own necks.
Whoosh!
A ridge dart flew out, directly hitting and knocking away the curved sabers.
King Niu Jie turned his head fiercely, and at a glance saw [Galonimi] stepping out.
Swish!
[Galonimi] stepped out from among the [Daityas].
He wore a golden band around his head and fitted golden armor, his eyes angry as he pointed at King Niu Jie and said, "Now that the teacher is not here, what right do you have to choose the throne!"
"And moreover, not allowing us [Daityas] to participate!"
[Galonimi] said angrily.
Swish!
[King Niu Jie] slowly turned his head, his eyes cold, staring straight at the [Galonimi] before him.
"Galonimi!"
"You are the son of Jinmu, brother of Antaka!"
"I admit you possess some strength, endowed with great power, but after your [Daityas] clan ascended to the throne, you nearly always lost battles, leaving us almost powerless against the Devas."
King Niu Jie stood before the many Asuras, his voice passionate and inspiring.
Under his instigation.
The Asuras of the Danava faction were eager to try, all widening their eyes, holding ropes, and greedily and warily watched the Daityas.
That’s right!
Under the leadership of this group of [Daityas] Asura, they had never won.
"You see!"
"It’s not just my opinion!"
"It’s the opinion of all Danavas!"
King Niu Jie raised his hands high, loudly saying.
At this moment, a young-looking bald Asura stood out, loudly saying, "That’s right! The King of Asura this time must be one of us Danavas!"
In an instant, many Danavas raised their weapons high and yelled out.
"Danava!"
"Danava!"
"Danava!"
...
Waves of roaring cheers rose up, echoing non-stop.
"Shut up!"
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
A sharp scolding sound instantly rose, carrying a soul-shaking oppressiveness, instantly suppressing the cheering of the Danavas.
Swish!
The multitude of Danavas couldn’t help but tremble, retreating two steps before turning to look towards the source of the scolding voice—Diti!
[Diti] had a cold expression.
Her chest heaved as she took deep breaths, her eyes carrying scrutiny, she suddenly turned her head, staring hard at the bald man setting the rhythm.
"And who are you!"
[Diti] demanded.
Hearing this, the bald Danava shrank his neck, not daring to speak.
Diti stood out at this moment, looking towards Aditi.
"Sister!"
"He is called Diti Ke, my son!"
Diti spoke up.
Compared to her sister Aditi, she also had quite a few offspring.
Diti Ke and Diti Jia were the children she had recently given birth to.
Glancing at the group of Danavas beside her, it seemed she found her confidence and took a step forward, continuing, "Sister, step back!"
The many Danavas held their weapons, eyes filled with determination.
Seeing this scene, Aditi’s face was full of anger, staring intently at Diti. She never imagined that Diti, who had always listened to her, would now rebel.
Aditi was about to explode.
Galonimi surveyed the tense standoff, her face showing a moment’s hesitation, and looked towards her grandmother, Aditi.
"Grandmother!"
"We... should retreat!"
Galonimi said.
The current situation was off; there were many people from the Danava clan, and even if they won, they might not gain any advantages.
Better to preserve their strength!
Aditi took a deep breath, her eyes wide with indignation, and abruptly turned to look at Galonimi.
Hmph!
She snorted coldly, her hands clenched tightly, sharp nails digging into her palms, bringing waves of intense pain.
But this pain was nothing compared to the rage in her heart.
Aditi gritted her teeth, her beautiful face flushed red with anger.
"This day!"
"I will remember!"
Aditi said furiously.
As her words fell, she whirled around and soared angrily into the sky, returning to the Mortal Realm and to her own palace.
Galonimi looked helplessly at the sky, gazing at the silhouette of his grandmother as she departed.
Now, the Daityas had suffered deaths and endured hardships; their talents had withered away. If they had followed their grandmother’s wishes and fought with the Danavas, they would surely have both suffered greatly.
What could he do?
He felt helpless too!
"Alas!"
"When will Lianmu and Dian Huan achieve Asceticism Perfection?"
Galonimi looked on, a face of helplessness.
Being the king of the Daityas!
Such a difficult task!
...
Inside the majestic and enormous palace.
Aditi’s eyes were blood-red, her anger impossible to suppress.
"My children are incredibly powerful, their strength renowned throughout the Three Realms!"
"Had they not been killed by the sons of Aditi, what right does Diti have to speak to me like that!"
"Damn it! Damn it! They all should die!"
Aditi roared angrily.
Her rage burned incessantly, like blazing flames underground, her voice sharp as an owl’s in the night, echoing through the palace.
Aditi stood in the palace.
But she did not notice, a faint glimmer of gold light drifted towards her and instantly entered her belly.
"Ugh..."
Aditi paced back and forth in the palace, raising her hands, screaming in rage.
