Chapter 652: Chapter 524: Lend me your strength, Xīmí!
"Let us summon the Craft God Vishwakarma," Indra suggested.
With his hands clasped together, he softly murmured a chant to call down Craft God Vishwakarma.
The Devas followed suit.
"All skilled gods of craftsmanship, forgers of everything!"
"Eyes, ears, hands, feet, faces, able to see the worlds!"
...
Amid the praising voices of many Devas, a Divine Light descended from the heavens, materializing the figure of Vishwakarma.
The expression of Craft God Vishwakarma was sorrowful.
He looked over the gods before him and couldn’t help but sigh deeply.
"Praise the Supreme Lord!"
"Praise the Heavenly Gods!"
Vishwakarma said, with his hands clasped together.
He had just lost his son and was truly heartbroken.
"Great Craftsman!"
"Do not grieve! Do not hesitate!"
"This time you were summoned because your chance for revenge has arrived," Indra said solemnly.
His words were very calm, yet upon reaching Vishwakarma’s ears, they exploded like thunder, a terrifying sound that was deafening.
"Revenge?"
Vishwakarma’s eyes brightened as he stared fixedly at Indra, surprised.
Indra shook his head.
"To destroy this triple city requires the intervention of Mahadeva, and we need to forge a war chariot with the power of all the gods to bear the strength of Mahadeva and the Heavenly Gods."
"You are needed for this task," said Indra.
Vishnu too showed a slight smile.
"I will transform my power into a Divine Bow for Mahadeva to wield and destroy the triple city," Vishnu said, turning his head slightly.
His demeanor was warm, and he couldn’t help smiling at Shiva.
The next moment, his gaze shifted to Indra, and he spoke, "O Heavenly Emperor, wise man, Vajra Holder! When the Divine Chariot is forged, a charioteer will be required to steer it. It should be you who takes the reins."
Drive the chariot?
Indra blinked.
In this act of destroying the triple city, the protagonist is the Three Aspects Deity; even if he were to drive the chariot, he couldn’t manifest himself here.
It’s completely unnecessary!
"Supreme Lord!"
"As the Three Aspects Deity is one, since Narayana has already become the Great Bow of Mahadeva, then the role of charioteer should also be filled by the ancient Brahma."
"This will declare to the world the unity of the Three Aspects Deity!"
Indra said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Brahma shook his head, his eyes slightly moving as a faint smile of joy appeared, his beard trembling with laughter.
Well said by Indra!
Wonderfully said!
Truly a loyal follower of Saraswati, loving not only her but all associated with her, always considering his benefactor.
"Yes!"
"That is indeed what should be done!"
Shiva said, turning his head to look at Vishwakarma.
"Vishwakarma!"
"Forge the war chariot, it is time to destroy the triple city and put an end to these Asuras!"
Shiva stated.
Destroy the triple city?
Vishwakarma’s eyes suddenly sparkled; all would be well once Mahadeva intervened. But then his expression dramatically changed.
"No!"
"What can be used to forge something that will bear the power of the Three Aspects Deity and all the Heavenly Gods?"
"It’s impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
Vishwakarma murmured softly, lowering his head, his eyes wide, his expression one of sadness and despair. He simply couldn’t think of what could be used to carry such immense power to forge this war chariot.
He bowed his head in thought, ideas continuously emerging in his mind.
"!!!"
Indra’s eyes narrowed.
At this critical moment, how could one give up halfway?
This chariot that destroyed the Three Aspects Deity could be said to embrace all rivers, almost gathering the world’s power in one place.
"There really is nothing in this world that can bear the power of the Three Aspects Deity, but since everything is within the world, let’s use the power of the world itself."
Indra reminded.
Upon hearing this, the Craft God Vishwakarma lowered his head as if in deep thought.
"The power of the world!"
"Yes, the power of the world, gathering the power of all the gods!"
"Mandara Mountain as the axle, Goddess of the Earth as the chariot, clusters of stars as the guardrails, the sun and the moon as the wheels, rolling clouds and thunderclouds as the leather straps."
Craft God Vishwakarma muttered incessantly.
The next moment, his eyes emitted golden light, and suddenly he brought his hands together, making a gesture of devout prayer.
"Om~"
"Praise the Devas!"
A sound-like roaring and splitting of heaven and earth instantly echoed out from this great craftsman of the Heavenly Realm.
"Devas!"
"Lend me your power!"
Lend me your power! Lend me your power! Lend me your power!
Craft God Vishwakarma raised his head and shouted loudly.
His voice echoed in all directions, transmitting from Kailash, surging like waves toward the Three Realms.
At this moment, upon the Earth.
Goddess of the Earth Xīmí stood in front of a thatched cottage, clad in a wide golden sari that fluttered lightly in the wind, her beautiful face revealing a maternal smile as she slowly lifted her long right arm.
Swoosh!
A beam of golden light shot out from the Earth, surging instantly upward.
The Earth responded likewise!
A deep and profound power of the Earth flew into the void, transforming into a chariot frame, shuttling through space, reflecting before the gods of Kailash.
"Om~ Praise the Goddess of the Earth!"
Indra brought his hands together, praising.
He murmured, his gaze involuntarily falling on the chariot frame, watching the earth-colored thick frame, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
"Eh?"
"This feeling..."
Indra narrowed his eyes slightly, as if in thought.
Boom!
At that moment, the Three Realms seemed to shudder all at once.
Mandara Mountain gently swayed, its immense phantom piercing through heaven and earth, forming an axle that appeared instantly before the eyes of all gods.
"Mandara Mountain has arrived!"
Sun God Surya and Moon God Soma exchanged glances.
Both moved simultaneously, also lifting their right hands.
The power of the sun and moon surged out!
At this moment, the sun and the moon appeared together in the sky.
The golden sunlight and the silver-white moonlight descended together, landing beside the huge chariot frame, forming two wheels, one gold and one silver.
"Om!"
"Praise Sun God Surya!"
"Praise Moon God Soma!"
The voices of the gods continued.
Meanwhile, stars shone brightly above in the sky, almost turning the sky into daylight.
Swoosh!
The light of the stars descended once more, forming a guardrail.
Then, Indra silently suppressed the thought he had had a moment ago to go see Xīmí and lifted his right hand.
Swoosh!
A bolt of lightning flew out, transforming into a galloping lightning steed.
At the same time, the powers of Water God Varuna, Death God Yama, and God of Wealth Kubera also shot out, converging before the chariot frame, forming three steeds.
Their combined powers would soon pull the chariot.
Shiva smiled, corners of his lips turning up.
Swoosh!
His gaze shifted, looking towards Vishnu next to him, Vishnu also looking at Shiva, both revealing smiles.
The next moment, amidst Vishnu’s smile, a sparkling light flickered.
"Mahadeva, go forth!"
A golden Divine Bow then appeared!
The Bow of Bijana!
