Chapter 198 A five-hundred-year-old baby is still a baby, Yama, you are late! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
"Is this a baby?!"

The sage Sukara moved his lips slightly, stared at Soni who was lying on the ground, and exclaimed in surprise.

Such a big boy!
It’s actually a baby!
"Of course!"

"I think he's still a child."

Indra smiled.

"impossible!"

Sukara frowned, turned his head and glared at Indra, saying: "Even when we caught him, he was just born, and we have been worshipping the goddess Yesheta for hundreds of years."

"He has been in Andhaga's eyes for hundreds of years. He is definitely not a baby!"

The sage Sukara felt that he had discovered Indra's weakness.

He immediately retorted loudly.

After they caught Suni, they threw him into the dark eyes of Andhaga, and then worshipped the goddess Yasuttha, who had been worshipping her for hundreds of years.

So long!

How could Shani still be considered a baby!
boom!
Rumble!
Thunderous sounds rang out above the sky, rumbling and shocking the soul, and also making the gods feel shaken.

The gods looked nervous.

Indra has been practicing asceticism these years, so he may not be very sensitive to time and does not understand the time span involved.

It is true that Shani disappeared for hundreds of years.

What Sukara said was true, but if he really persuaded Mahadeva to release Andhaka, wouldn’t this war have been fought in vain?
"What Sukara said seems to make sense."

"It's over. I can't win the argument with him. Do I really have to let Andhaka go?"

"How to do?"

The gods suddenly panicked.

Rage Sukara held his head high and chest puffed out, his eyes focused, with confidence emerging in them.

Do you want to accuse Andhaka of being illegal with just a few words?
As long as Sukara is here!

Then forget it!

Suddenly, Indra's words broke the silence and he spoke again.

"No no no!"

"In the eyes of their parents, children are always babies!"

Indra shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

His voice paused, then continued.

"Whether a child is considered a baby cannot be determined only by the time of birth, but also by whether he grows up. It seems that Shani had just left the heavens when you grabbed him and threw him into Andhaka's eyes."

“There is no growth for him!

"Also, I have entered the darkness in Andhaka's eyes."

"It's very special there. Without any other influence, everything is still in darkness, and the wheel of time seems to have stopped!"

"Is it this way?"

Indra smiled and spoke to Sukara and asked.

Kalachakra!

It is the wheel of time, implying that time rolls like a wheel.

When the Kalakala wheel stands still, it means that time stands still!

"!!!"

The eyelids of Reverend Sukara twitched and his expression changed instantly.

"That's right!"

"The darkness in Andhaka's eyes, after completely trapping the enemy, the wheel of time is indeed at a standstill!"

Vishnu smiled.

A golden auspicious light flickered behind him, and a divine wheel could be seen spinning at his fingertips with beautiful brilliance.

Swish!
In an instant, Sage Sukara's face turned gloomy.

Andhaka's eyes, in the darkness.

As long as the enemy is completely trapped, the time wheel within will be at a standstill, everything will be at a standstill, even the thoughts of living things will be at a standstill.

This means!

For Suni, hundreds of years had passed since he felt himself being swallowed by the darkness.

“The word of the Lord bears witness to this!”

"What else do you have to say!"

"Soni, he's just a baby who was born a few days ago!"

Indra raised his finger, shook it gently, and smiled.

The face of the sage Sukara turned pale.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Indra intently, his chest heaving and breathing heavily. He felt like he was holding back a breath that he couldn't release. He suddenly felt that he understood the feelings of the old man in black clothes.

Really angry!

So sad!
"Indra is right!"

"Antraga is not dharma!"

"That's right!"

The gods all turned to look, and smiles appeared on their faces, revealing their joy, and they also echoed the trend at this moment.

The sage Sukara turned his head and stared at these gods, his anger growing even stronger.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, clasped his hands together, and knelt in front of Datian.

"Lord!" "I will use the Shangivani spell to revive Shani. Please forgive Andhaka!"

Rishna Sukara prayed.

Shiva lowered his head with a cold expression, staring at Sukara.

"Anthaka needs to be punished, and he will shed his last drop of blood on the trident!"

"Resurrect Suni!"

Said Shiva.

He didn't give Andhaka a chance!
Hearing this, the gods all breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

Sukara had a complicated expression and turned to look at Andhaga hanging on the trident.

Ugh!
He couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know whether I am sighing at Andhaka's impulse to kill Shani, or sighing at the failure of the battle.

"Praise the Heaven!"

Sukara clasped his hands together, shook his head, and spoke softly.

After saying this, he slowly walked to the fallen body of Sani, squatted down, placed his right hand on Sani's chest, and chanted the mysterious Shanjivani mantra.

Swish!
A faint golden light emerged from Soni's body.

As a whimpering sound was heard, Suni's lips moved slightly, his eyes slowly opened, and he saw this world again.

"Am I resurrected?"

Suni sat up from the ground, looked down at his hands, and muttered to himself.

The next moment, he felt rays of divine light shining on him, which were extremely sacred and yet extremely familiar.

Shani looked up and saw the figure of Shiva.

"Praise the Heaven!"

Suni clasped his hands together and spoke happily.

Rage Sukara had a cold expression on his face and turned his head to stare at Indra intently.

"Hala Hala! The blessing of immunity to weapons and weapon-shattering!"

"Indra is indeed the great enemy of Asura!"

The sage Sukara thought to himself.

This defeat of Andhaga was not without gain for him. At least he got to know the details of Indra's blessing thoroughly.

"What a pity Yesetuo!"

Sukara sighed in his heart.

Goddess Yasita was his biggest trump card. As long as Goddess Yasita was there, the earth would be invincible. However, Narayana used Maya to transform into Andhaka and abducted Yasita.

Damn Naloyana!

Thinking of this, Rishuru Sukara glared at Narayana.

The gods nodded slightly.

There was a smile on the square face of Agni, the god of fire; Vayu, the god of wind, looked proudly at Andhaga's body impaled on the trident; Varuna, the god of water, also shook his head lightly and nodded slightly.

"Surya, be happy, your son is alive again!"

"No need to thank me!"

Snapped!Snapped!
Indra smiled, raised his hand and patted Surya on the shoulder.

"..."

Surya blinked, his expression complicated.

My son is alive!

It seems like he should be happy!
At least Shadow Chaya won’t be too sad!

"Thanks!"

Surya pursed his lips, forced a smile on his face, and said to Indra.

Moo!
Moo moo!
At this time, two mooing sounds of cows were heard.

A voice was filled with joy.

With a joyful gallop, smoke and dust rose up, and the divine bull Nandi ran excitedly and rushed to Lord Shiva, blinking his big eyes and looking at Shiva happily.

As for the other sound of a cow crying.

Moo! ! !
The mooing sound of the cow rang out again, the voice was low and extremely cold, as if it came from hell, making people feel cold down their spines.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The gods turned their heads and looked, their eyes fixed on seeing a blue-faced god riding a black buffalo with its neck raised and a soul-binding lasso in his hand, flying towards them from the distant sky.

It is the son of the sun god, the god of death Yama!

call out!
"Praise the Heaven!"

“Praise to Narayana!”

"Praise to Brahma!"

The God of Death [Yama] jumped down from his big black buffalo mount, put his hands together, and respectfully saluted the Trimurti.

Then he began to explain his purpose!
"Reincarnation is the true Dharma, and Suni is the son of God, so I am here to take Suni's soul away personally!"

Yama was serious, his eyes turned slightly, but he was suddenly stunned.

He straightened his body slightly, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and stared at Suni who was praising Mahadeva.

"Did I get hit by Maya?"

“Isn’t Suni dead?”

Yama tilted his head and frowned.

(End of this chapter)