Chapter 621: Chapter 505: Resurrection Pond, A Tense Moment for the Ten Thousand Images! (10,000-Word Mega Chapter!)_5
"Baluriji?"
Lianmu’s head tilted slightly, as he exclaimed in surprise.
Baluriji had a bit of a reputation among the Asuras, a foolishly gotten bit of fame!
However...
The Baluriji of today seemed different!
"Silence!"
"I am no longer the Baluriji of the past, I now possess the Blessing of Mahadeva, and with a mere touch of my hand to the top of a head, even Mahadeva would turn to Burning Ash."
"That’s why I am now called ’Burning Ash’."
"If you don’t want to die, then roll out of here immediately and dedicate this city to me!"
Burning Ash waved his right hand, declaring triumphantly.
"!!!"
"This guy!"
Xingmu’s eyes widened, and just as he stepped forward, wanting to teach this man a lesson, Lianmu’s arm blocked him.
"Big brother?"
Xingmu asked in surprise.
Lianmu narrowed his eyes, ignoring his brother’s call, and stepped forward.
"Burning Ash!"
"Nice name!"
"Your Blessing can destroy Mahadeva?"
Lianmu cocked his head, asking with a slight smile.
"Of course!"
"This is what Mahadeva himself said, that even he would be destroyed if I touched the top of his head!"
Burning Ash’s face beamed with pride.
He opened his mouth wide and let out a wild, boastful laugh.
"Hehehehahahahaha!"
"Now you know how formidable I am, hurry up and dedicate this city to me, make me your master!"
Burning Ash said excitedly.
"!!!"
Xingmu’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
He was somewhat surprised that this buffoon from among the Asuras had gained such power through arduous cultivation.
Hearing this, Lianmu’s gaze shimmered, he smiled faintly.
"Impressive!"
"Such power is indeed mighty!"
"But what a pity!"
Lianmu sighed deeply.
Burning Ash furrowed his brows.
He stared at Lianmu before him, widening his eyes—was this man showing him disrespect, looking down on him?
"What do you mean?"
Burning Ash said displeased.
Lianmu smiled.
"Pity you don’t have the Undying Protection, no matter how strong your power is, someone could kill you before you lay your hand on their head!"
Lianmu said.
Burning Ash’s eyes reddened slightly.
In that moment, the silver-black armor on his body suddenly lighted up, with flames burning fiercely, as though reflecting his rising anger.
"Who?!"
"Who can kill me! Who dares to kill me!"
Burning Ash shook his head, shouting angrily.
Lianmu’s eyes focused, slowly he uttered a name: "Indra!"
Indra! Indra! Indra!
The name echoed in Burning Ash’s ears, making him tense up instantly.
"Him?"
Burning Ash murmured.
He might have been foolish, but he knew of Indra’s fame; most of the Kings of Asura from Earth had been slain by Indra, and even with his power to destroy everything, he might not be able to kill Indra.
Lianmu paced slowly, moving beside Burning Ash.
"Yes!"
"Indra possesses the Poison of Kalahala, which can destroy everything in the world, and his power is no less than yours."
"Moreover, he has many blessings!"
Lianmu said.
Hearing this, Burning Ash swallowed his saliva, his eyes darting around guiltily.
"At worst, I’ll just avoid him!"
"Could he really come to kill me?"
Burning Ash murmured softly.
"Of course, he would!" Lianmu’s eyes narrowed as he leaned into Burning Ash’s ear and said, "Don’t you know that Indra is known as the ’Slayer of Asuras’?"
"Devas and Asuras are mortal enemies!"
"He will definitely show no mercy to us!"
Lianmu said.
"!!!"
Burning Ash was suddenly taken aback.
Right!
Devas and Asuras are mortal enemies!
In Indra’s hands, who knows how much Asura blood has been spilled—he certainly wouldn’t mind spilling Burning Ash’s blood as well.
Gulp!
Burning Ash swallowed his saliva again, and then he heard Lianmu’s voice continue.
"However, my Golden City will soon have a Resurrection Lake, and then you will truly be invincible!"
"Even Indra won’t be a match for you once you can resurrect!"
"Not even Mahadeva!"
Lianmu said.
At these words, Burning Ash’s eyes lit up.
Pride reignited in his eyes, and boundless greed surged forth.
"Right!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
"I want to be truly invincible!"
Burning Ash clenched his fists, his voice filled with excitement.
Hearing this, Lianmu couldn’t help but smile, lifting his large hand to pat Burning Ash’s shoulder and said, "This city can only be controlled by us, and only we can nurture the Resurrection Lake."
"If someone in the future wants to destroy the triple city..."
"You have to protect us!"
Lianmu said with a hearty laugh.
Burning Ash turned to look at Lianmu, nodding firmly.
"Mhm!"
"I understand!"
"I will definitely protect these three cities, no matter who comes, I will take action!"
Burning Ash spoke with righteous conviction.
Lianmu’s eyes sparkled as he watched Burning Ash, then a smile spread across his face.
"What about Mahadeva?"
"Even Mahadeva won’t work, my hand will surely reduce Mahadeva to burning ash!"
"Well said, worthy of the name Burning Ash! Hahaha!"
Lianmu laughed heartily.
...
Time flies, days and months pass like a shuttle.
The triple city still hovers in the air, the Golden City moves through the starry sky, the Silver City drifts in the Mortal World, and the Black Iron City travels through the Earth, hardly hindering the Devas at all.
Day and night rise and fall, as normal as ever.
Even the mortals of the Mortal Realm have grown accustomed to this floating city in the sky.
But the Heavenly Realm remains vigilant at all times, with Gandharvas dedicated to patrolling.
Like—Modoli!
Rumble rumble!
The sound of thunder resounds, with lightning flickering ceaselessly.
Thunderbolts as standards, mighty maces as lightning, snow-white steeds pulling a chariot in front, carrying a rack filled with various weapons, soaring down through the clouds and descending amidst the sea of stars.
