Chapter 617: Chapter 505: Resurrection Pond, The Tense Moment of Ten Thousand Forms! (10,000-word Mega Chapter!)
"State your wish!"
Shiva’s trishula in his right hand gently stood up, switched to his left hand, and he raised his right hand with his palm facing Baluriji in front of him.
A glow arose from the lines of his palm, gathering layer by layer, and in an instant, it shone downward.
Whoosh!!!
In an instant, this golden brilliance fell upon Baluriji’s body, and the arm that had been severed from his shoulder instantly regrew.
The scars burned by the flames all over his body also disappeared at once.
Baluriji suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He looked at Shiva, who had suddenly appeared before him, and his breathing became sharp; his outstretched hands trembled continuously, his face full of excited exhilaration.
The corners of Shiva’s mouth also lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Baluriji suddenly stood up and dove towards Shiva, then instantly collapsed to the ground, adopting a prostrated posture.
"Mahadeva!"
"I salute you! I praise you!"
Baluriji lay on the ground, overwhelmed with joy.
He shook his head, knelt on the ground, and slowly straightened his upper body, bringing his hands together, his longing eyes sparkling beneath his dense beard.
"Supreme Lord!"
"Your appearance is a blessing to me!"
"Supreme Lord, I still can’t believe that I have actually completed my asceticism successfully and received your blessing, as I have previously failed to achieve anything!"
"You actually gave me a chance to meet you!"
Baluriji muttered with a pained expression.
Shiva smiled slightly.
He really liked such naive followers!
With just a little guidance, they could be led onto the path of goodness.
Baluriji shook his head, his gaze fixed as if he were recalling something. "Supreme Lord, my father always used to say ’Baluriji, you fool, you have no brains, you won’t achieve anything in the future.’
"Everyone else always said the same about me!"
"I won’t accept this!"
His eyes gradually reddened, aflame with anger, his voice growing increasingly intense.
At this point, Baluriji’s gaze suddenly fell back on Shiva.
He spread his hands wide, staring intently at Shiva.
"Supreme Lord!"
"Today I have passed your test, performing complete asceticism, proving that I am not like what they say!"
"Your presence is the best proof!"
"And it is the greatest grace bestowed upon me!"
Having said this, Baluriji suddenly stood up, his hands joined together, continuing to speak toward Shiva.
"But..."
"You will definitely bless me!"
"After all, Supreme Lord, you are so merciful, surely you won’t let my asceticism be in vain!"
"Isn’t that so?"
Baluriji asked slightly tilting his head.
"Of course, Baluriji, a blessing is what you deserve!"
Shiva said with a smile.
Hearing this, Baluriji joined his hands and could not help but burst into laughter.
"Haha hehe haha~"
"What should I ask for? What should I want?"
"No, not this one, I have to think of another, this won’t do, no..."
Baluriji’s eyes began to move, revealing a greedy look, and he nervously and restlessly put his finger in his mouth, biting down hard on his nails.
He swayed his head, his bushy hair dancing wildly, contemplating what blessing to ask for.
"What is the most important thing in life for a person in the world?"
"What is it?"
Baluriji murmured to himself.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.
"That’s right, I’ve figured it out!"
"Shakti!"
Baluriji suddenly looked up, holding his index finger up as he spoke loudly.
"!!!"
"Shakti?"
Shiva’s gaze shifted slightly, his expression quietly changed.
Does this fellow want his wife?
Elsewhere, in Kailash.
Parvati watched everything, her expression also suddenly changing.
Shakti?
Goddess Shakti is Shiva’s other half, another side of Shiva—in a sense, she, Parvati, is an incarnation of Goddess Shakti.
This Asura wants Shakti?
Does he desire her?
"!!!"
"Yes!"
"In a person’s life, the most important thing is power. With power, one can defeat anything! Possess everything!"
Baluriji’s eyes shone as he whispered to himself.
Upon hearing this, Shiva smiled again.
Shakti, besides being his other half, also means ’power.’ It seems Baluriji wants power.
This kind of simple devotee surely hasn’t thought to ask for his wife.
"Baluriji!"
"Tell me, what power do you want?"
Shiva’s lips curled up slightly, gazing peacefully at Baluriji.
"What power?"
"What power should I ask for?"
Baluriji chewed on his fingernails again, his eyes slightly lifting as if he were deep in thought.
Suddenly, he was struck with another insight.
"I’ve got it!"
"I want the power of death!"
"Yes!"
"No one can withstand death, no one can defy time, death destroys everything."
"Then no one will dare call me foolish any longer, all will respect me, look up to me, bow down to me!"
"Because I will be overwhelmingly powerful! Because I can grant them death!"
Baluriji muttered, looking down.
"What if someone still dares?"
Shiva’s gaze remained calm as he continued to ask.
Baluriji looked down, rubbing his hands in front of his chest, emitting a low chuckle.
"If someone dares...hehehe!"
Baluriji’s eyes gleamed, rubbing his hands that slowly clenched into fists.
The next moment, he abruptly looked up at Shiva.
"Supreme Lord!"
"Grant me your blessing!"
Baluriji waved his hands, making a decision. "Just let me place my hand over someone’s head, and they will instantly die!"
