Chapter 653: Chapter 525: The Fall of Triple City, Don’t They Know I’m Not Afraid of Weapons?
Bijana God Bow!
This Divine Bow is divided into six sections: spring, summer, monsoon, autumn, winter, and dew, each twinkling with the light of its respective season, connected like annual rings and radiating the power of the Time Wheel.
Shiva’s eyes gleamed, revealing a smile.
He lifted his great arm and grasped the Divine Bow.
Whoom!!!
At that instant, as Shiva seized it, a resounding vibrational sound emerged, and an indestructible bowstring, black as the night of the world’s ending, spread out from both sides of the bow, invisible in the dark.
Shiva continued to smile, gazing at the Divine Bow.
"Narayana!"
"This bow is forged from our combined strength, hence it shall bear a name—Bijana!"
"In this world, only you and I can wield this Divine Bow!"
Shiva’s eyes sparkled with affection and pleasure, reflecting the silhouette of the bow, which seemed to transform into an image of Vishnu himself.
Swoosh!
Clasping the Divine Bow tightly, Shiva’s form transformed into a beam of light, descending upon this chariot filled with Divine Light.
Brahma’s expression also hardened.
His form turned into Divine Light, descending onto the chariot, his hands gripping the reins made of rosy clouds, driving the horses formed of Heavenly God Power, racing towards the sky.
Boom!
Thunderous sounds!
The chariot roared like thousands of drums, hurtling towards the heavens, aimed directly at the Silver City upon the earth.
He was to intercept those Asuras who were capturing Immortals!
At this moment, [Lianmu] also noticed that splendid, luminous chariot.
"Mahadeva!"
[Lianmu]’s voice was grave, his hands tightly clenched and teeth gritted, "Only if three cities align in a line, you will have the chance to destroy this city."
As he spoke, with a sweep of his hand, the Golden City descended.
The three cities, situated too far apart, were easily moved through space by the Three Aspects Deity, making them align unknowingly.
It’s better to gather the three cities, as long as they do not align.
Lights twinkled above in the sky.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The Golden City and the Black Iron City shuttled through the void, descending upon the earth, appearing next to the Silver City.
At this moment, the three cities formed a triangle, orbiting one another.
"My city possesses the power of the Fire of the End of the World, Mahadeva, you cannot defeat us!"
"My soldiers!"
"Charge!"
[Lianmu] commanded in a deep voice.
At his command, beams of golden light shot out from the Golden City, golden Asuras soared into the sky.
Silver Asuras also flew out from the Silver City.
Black Asuras followed closely behind.
These multicolored Asuras in the sky merged together, head over heels, one next to another, all their power concentrated into three gigantic arrows.
Asura’s Arrows!
At this scene, Shiva, holding the pitch-black bowstring, did not make a move.
Brahma’s eyes became fierce.
His raised arm shook abruptly, as if throwing a brick, and the heavy Vedas Scripture right away revealed the image of a four-armed Veda Goddess, softly glowing. Subsequently, the Vedas Scripture instantly split into four, transforming into four sacred texts.
Rigveda! Samaveda! Yajurveda! Atharvaveda!
Swoosh!
The four Vedas Scriptures hovered in the air, emitting beams of light soaring into the sky.
And at this moment, a continuous humming sound echoed.
A series of sacred praises began to rise. The Light of the Four Books danced wildly, with countless shadows of Past Books and Secret Scriptures appearing around, whispers of tales echoing through the air.
At this spectacle, the Devas placed their hands together.
"Salutations to the Elder Brahma!"
"Salutations to the Immortal Creator!"
"Salutations to the Father of Many Life Masters!"
The Devas praised.
"Truly a Divine sound!" Water God Varuna murmured.
"Yes!"
The Sun God Surya’s body shone intensely, overwhelmed with excitement, his eyes shining like pearls, exceptionally delighted, as if foreseeing the Asuras’ defeat.
Indra’s eyes also focused.
He looked at those Vedas Scriptures, listening to the voices emanating from them.
"I seem to see my own Past Book!"
"Has the teacher finished writing it?"
Indra gazed at the Light of the Vedas, murmuring in his heart.
In the radiance of these four Vedas Scriptures, he faintly saw his own [Indra’s Past Stories Book], which the Ritual Master Immortal was still writing.
Lost in thought, Indra involuntarily stepped forward, his eyes sparkling, focusing on the Light of the Vedas.
At this time, the four Vedas Scriptures led the way.
Protected by the power of the Vedas, like an invincible guard, it instantly blocked in front of the three Asura’s Arrows, directly facing the terrifying impact.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of horrific explosions sounded like an accompaniment, the chariot breaking through the arrows’ lights, Shiva holding the Bijana God Bow, slowly pulling the bowstring.
Whirl!
Flames burned upon the bowstring, the power of numerous Devas converging, forming an arrow at the touch of Shiva’s fingers.
At this sight, [Tutizhe Immortal] face lit up with joy, revealing a smile.
"Whom—salutations to the Great Mahadeva Shiva!"
"Salutations to the destroyer in this life-master ceremony! Salutations to the blue-necked lord wielding the Trishula! Salutations to the invincible, animal-skinned, three-eyed God!"
"Salutations to the lord of trees, the master of bitter penance!"
His hands joined together, praise continued to flow.
These waves of salutations seemed to travel through the void, encircling Shiva, accompanied by successive sounds of the Damaru Drum echoing around.
Mysterious notes transformed into brilliance, forming a halo behind Shiva, making it ever more radiant.
