Chapter 12 Excuse me, I'm here to negotiate terms
"Indra!"

"Beneath the ocean of milk are all the power and luxury you desire, and in it is the nectar of eternal life and immortality."

Vishnu said slowly.

Vishnu issued an S-level task - Churning the Ocean of Milk!
Mission rewards: restoration of divine power, other treasures, and the nectar of immortality.

"But..."

"The Asura King Garuda is now carrying Mount Mandragora. Under the guidance of Sage Sukara, he intends to use Mount Mandragora to churn the Ocean of Milk all by himself."

Hearing this, Indra nodded and suddenly realized.

"So Jinmu wanted to make a glue first. He wanted to stir the ocean of milk and make it into glue. But he himself was not big enough, so he used the Mandragora Mountain as a stick to stir the essence of the ocean of milk out!"

Vishnu tilted his head.

It was strange for Indra to say this, but it was true.

"That's right!"

Vishnu nodded solemnly.

"Golden Eyes has the power to grant blessings. Its current power far exceeds yours. You are no match for it!"

Vishnu changed the subject, smiled, and told the present difficulty.

At this point, the gods immediately panicked and became confused and uneasy.

The fire god Agni opened his mouth, the sun god Surya's face was dark and it was difficult to sense his emotions, the water god Varuna stood there in confusion, and the wind god Vayu's body was swaying.

boom!
Rumble!
The black sea of ​​milk was churning, and the huge body of Golden-eyed Ashura suddenly appeared. He was holding the huge Mandragora Mountain, which was like a pillar of heaven, and slowly fell into the sea of ​​milk.

The Mandala Mountain, which supports the sky and the earth, is in the arms of the Golden-eyed Ashura.

His huge waist relaxed, slightly arched forward, and moved slowly, like an old bear rubbing against a tree, stirring it.

The mighty ocean of milk raised endless waves. The waves were vast and black, vast and boundless, indescribable for billions of miles, far exceeding Zhaojinggai and almost immeasurable.

In the face of the huge waves of the ocean of milk, the gods were panicked.

"We can't defeat this Golden Eye at all!"

“Please, Lord, save us!”

"Lord, please take action!"

The wind god Vayu and other gods shouted hurriedly.

Hearing this, Vishnu smiled without saying anything, looked at Indra, and said slowly: "Indra, what do you think?"

"The Milky Ocean is infinitely broad, infinitely deep, and infinitely accommodating. With his divine power, he can still stand on the surface of the ocean, but if he holds up Mount Mandala, the center of the world, he will probably sink."

Indra analyzed.

It wasn’t just the gods and asuras who contributed to the churning of the Ocean of Milk.

After they moved Mount Mandragora, they still needed Vishnu to transform himself into a tortoise to act as a winch to carry Mount Mandragora, so that Mount Mandragora did not sink into the Ocean of Milk.

Even though the Golden-Eyed Ashura has boundless divine power, he cannot match the number of grains of sand in the Ganges, let alone the infinite number.

When his divine power is exhausted, if Jinmu does not let go of Mount Mandragora, he will be dragged into the Ocean of Milk.

"The train bento is not that easy to play, especially when it comes to holding a Mandragora mountain!"

"Gold Eye, I bet you don't have an indestructible kidney!"

Indra thought of this and looked towards Garuda.

"Garuda!"

Indra turned his head and said, "Now go to heaven and bring all the other gods and the many Gandharvas here. They are indispensable for churning the ocean of milk!"

Garuda's mouth twitched.

He is not a subordinate of the Emperor of Heaven and does not want to obey Indra's orders.

"Although I have to respect you, this is not a reason for you to order me around!"

Garuda retorted.

"Yeah~ You're right, he won't last long!" Vishnu smiled softly. "Garuda! Indra is right, go!"

Garuda: “…”

Garuda was speechless.

The Lord was deceived by Indra!
But now that the Lord has spoken, he can only do this. Swish!
Garuda spread his wings and flew towards the heaven.

At this time, Vishnu tilted his head, the Mahavairocana Wheel in his hand kept turning, and his eyes were like the wind, sweeping across Indra's whole body.

He was a little surprised.

If it were the Indra of the past, he would have certainly belittled Jinmu just now, and then angrily criticized Jinmu for overestimating his own abilities and coveting his throne as the emperor of heaven, which was truly a crime worthy of death.

His gaze shifted and fell on Jinmu on the other side. Jinmu's footsteps were becoming heavier and heavier. The sea of ​​milk had already submerged his ankles and was spreading towards his knees.

boom!
Rumble!
Jinmu held Mount Mandragora in his arms and, with his divine power, used Mount Mandragora as a pillar to stir the boundless ocean of milk.

"Teacher, I can't hold on any longer!"

Jinmu was panting, his bright eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body began to fall into the sea of ​​milk.

"not good!"

When the sage Sukara saw this scene, he thought it was not good.

Jinmu originally wanted to use Mount Mandragora to stir the Ocean of Milk. If Mount Mandragora really fell into the Ocean of Milk, the Three Gods would definitely take action.

By then, Jinmu will be in danger!
Sukara's face was full of solemnity, and he quickly shouted: "Hold on, I will go to the underworld to call other Asuras who still have strength. Don't let the gods intervene!"

Swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, Sage Sukara immediately set off to the earth to bring many Asura soldiers to help stabilize Mount Mandala.

The golden eyes were wide open.

The huge body stood on the Milky Ocean, with red arms embracing the huge mountain, erupting with the dragon-elephant power that terrified the gods.

For a moment, the Mandala Mountain was really stable!
"Lord, why don't you just take Mandala Mountain back from him!"

The sun god Surya put his hands together and bowed to Vishnu.

"He is now holding Mount Mandragora, but he has not sunk it into the Ocean of Milk. He has not harmed the world, nor has he violated the Dharma. The Trimurti will not interfere with the world unless necessary!"

Vishnu said softly.

"We have to follow the rules, right?"

Indra thought.

"In that case, let's go tickle him!" Indra waved his hand, called on the gods and flew forward.

"!!!"

The gods were filled with fear.

But out of trust in Indra, the King of Heaven, and God, he followed.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Indra flew to the front of Golden Eyes' eyes that were like the sun, slowly stood there, and looked at the body that he could not see clearly at all, and he could not help but feel surprised.

so big!

The size difference was so great that even when he stood in front of Jinmu, Jinmu couldn't see him.

"Blind your eyes!"

Indra gathered his hands at his waist, activated his divine power, and a ball of intense lightning burst out from his hands. He pushed them out suddenly, releasing a Kamehameha move that instantly hit Jinmu's eyes.

Rumble!
Lightning shot out.

The dazzling lightning cut through the sky, shaking the endless space, and suddenly lit up in front of Jinmu's eyes.

“Huh? Ah!!!”

Suddenly, a loud noise like a raging sea or an earthquake sounded.

Jinmu's eyes felt stinging and he looked confused, and he immediately closed his eyes tightly.

When he opened his eyes, he immediately realized that he had been attacked. He looked carefully and followed the direction of the lightning.

The figures of the gods stood beside him.

"Indra!"

The voice of the Golden Eye was like thunder, resounding over the Ocean of Milk, and Indra's ears were buzzing with the shock.

Indra pointed with one hand and spoke.

"Ganmu, I'm here to negotiate terms!"

(End of this chapter)