Chapter 612: Chapter 504: Kashigyakya’s Gift of Love, the Advent of Burning Ash! (8000-Word Mega Chapter)
"Let me do it!"
Antaka was brimming with confidence.
He was clad in pitch-black armor, his cloak billowing behind him like flames, exuding an imposing aura. The blindfold in front of him fluttered provocatively, resembling a fervent banner.
"I haven’t been without contact with Jyeshta!"
Antaka said confidently.
When he was King of Asura, he had once offered tributes to the goddess and had come to understand her temperament.
Whoosh!
Antaka strode forward to stand before these divine beings.
He shook his head slightly, sensing the presence of Jyeshta ahead of him. Instantly, he sensed a domain of calamity surrounding her, swirling like a wheel, ever-changing.
It was indeed her!
Antaka confirmed in his heart.
Dealing with Jyeshta, was that not simple?
He just needed to scare her a bit!
With that thought, Antaka slowly took a deep breath. He swayed as he stepped forward and spoke, "Goddess! Alakshmi!"
"Please leave, do not obstruct us!"
"This is for the wellbeing of the Devas, for the welfare of the Three Realms!"
"By standing in our way, you are blocking the welfare of the world, the auspiciousness of the world, and there will be a price to pay!"
Antaka said sternly.
Whoosh!
Jyeshta peeked out cautiously, her voice filled with confusion.
"But..."
"I am the very embodiment of misfortune!"
Jyeshta’s voice was weak.
But this statement made Antaka furrow his brows tightly, momentarily at a loss for words, suddenly finding himself without a response.
"No, this won’t do!"
"Forget reasoning, just force her out!"
Antaka thought to himself.
He raised his muscular arm, like a tiger among gods, with boundless might, and pointed directly at the goddess Jyeshta, saying, "Move aside quickly, do not force me to act and drive you away!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, the Devas widened their eyes, astonished by the scene unfolding before them.
"As expected of Antaka!"
"To dare force Jyeshta to leave!"
Surya’s eyes twinkled, his body suddenly radiating with a bright light.
"Right!"
"Antaka has also worshipped Jyeshta before, they are familiar with each other; he must have a way!"
Fire God Agni continued.
Kashigyakya’s brows furrowed slightly.
He frowned softly, looking at the silhouette of his older brother, feeling that something was not quite reliable.
"Won’t this provoke the goddess Jyeshta?"
Kashigyakya murmured to himself.
Meanwhile, behind the chariot.
Jyeshta’s black cloak quivered like a startled groundhog, instantly retreating behind the chariot, never to emerge again.
"!!!"
The Devas were taken aback, all looking towards Antaka with surprise and admiration.
It actually worked!
"As expected of Antaka! Worthy son of Mahadeva!"
"Indeed, he has a way!"
"Praise to You!"
In the voices of the Devas’ praises, Antaka stood tall with his chest puffed out, a slight smile curling the corners of his mouth, as if radiance blossomed within it.
The next moment, the faces of the Devas beamed with joy as they rushed toward Antaka in a light jog.
Antaka, too, wore a face full of delight as he stepped forward.
Whoosh!
But just then, a domain of sudden affliction and weariness spread in an instant, and the Sal Tree outside the palace instantly withered, its lush green branches and leaves turning to dead foliage, riddled with holes, scattering down.
Rustle rustle!
Pieces of fallen leaves gently fluttered, drifting before this Divine Temple.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
A series of sounds of falling echoed, one after another.
The Devas all fell to the ground.
Wind God Vayu collapsed to the ground, gasping heavily; Fire God Agni’s hands trembled as he struggled to push himself up from the earth, yet he utterly failed to stand; Surya’s face was pale as he knelt on the ground, his body hunched over; Varuna was half-kneeling, swaying as if he was about to fall over.
Three-headed Thousand Forms’ gaze sharpened.
Truly, she is the goddess of misfortune, incredibly powerful!
Fortunately, he had not moved forward!
Kashigyakya also stood behind these gods, looking at the Devas’ weakened state, involuntarily stepping back two paces.
At this moment, a strange sense of relief arose in his heart, glad that he had not gone forward.
"Big brother!"
"He’s withstanding it!"
Kashigyakya’s eyes flickered, inevitably looking toward the figure of Antaka ahead.
Antaka’s form swayed slightly.
His red veil tied behind his head, the slender straps waving and fluttering as though all the strength in his body had been drained, leaving him extremely weak.
"I truly wasn’t mistaken before, Goddess, you indeed shine with limitless glory, infinite Divine Power!"
Underneath Antaka’s veil, his lips barely moved.
The next moment, an even more potent force of enfeeblement struck, enveloping him suddenly; his body shook, and then he too fell heavily to the ground.
Antaka and the many Devas all lay on the ground.
Witnessing this scene, Jyeshta leaned out again, her gaze flashing under the hood, exhaling a breath of relief.
Huff~
"You all should not come over!"
"Guarding the Supreme Lord is my duty, I will not let you pass!"
Jyeshta was very serious, enunciating each word clearly.
Having said this, she quickly retreated back.
The Devas, clutching their chests, supported each other and retreated in shock.
At this moment, Kashigyakya also hurried over to his big brother Antaka, anxiously looking at him.
"Big brother!"
"Are you okay!"
Kashigyakya said.
Antaka had a look of dejection, he shook his head slightly with a trace of sorrow, letting out a long sigh. The present Jyeshta Goddess truly had changed, different from before, she had become braver.
His old tricks were outdated, and they were no longer effective.
"I am out of options too!"
Antaka muttered.
Hearing this, the Devas also felt disheartened.
"Antaka had once worshipped Jyeshta, and now he too, is out of options!"
"What should we do?"
"Alas! What should we do!"
The Devas whispered amongst themselves.
