Chapter 326: The one who hit the head, revive Vritra! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"I bless you!"

Shiva's voice was deep and loud, and along with the waves in the ocean of milk, it instantly surged in all directions, becoming turbulent.

"From now on!"

"When your vajra hits the heads of sinners, they will remember their sins and feel the pain of those they harmed when they committed their illegal acts!"

The pain of the victims! The pain of the victims! The pain of the victims!

A faint voice echoed all around.

The dazzling golden light also shone down, like a thread, and fell on Indra's body. The light was as bright as spring light, with a warm breath, making him very comfortable.

"This blessing is really ordinary. It will only take effect if you hit it on the head with a vajra!"

"good!"

Indra blinked and thought to himself.

This was probably the worst blessing he had ever received, but the blessing of talent as compensation was not bad.

acceptable!

"Blessing~"

Andhaga hung on the trident, with his head hung, a complicated expression on his face, and muttered to himself.

He raised his head slightly, sensing the direction of Indra, and the eye sockets of the bright red blindfold became a little moist.

Andhaka couldn't help but feel envious and jealous!

His injuries had recovered a little in the darkness deep in the Milky Ocean, but now he was dead again. Wouldn't he be dead for many years again?

Andhaka saw that his rival was thriving, so he had to start over again!
Not reconciled!

Thinking of this, Andhaka felt very regretful.

It would be better for you to die in the ocean of milk!

The gods were also extremely happy.

"Blessing, all right!"

“This blessing is great!”

"Great! Indra is alive and well, and with the blessing, we will definitely be more confident in defeating Ashura!"

The gods clenched their fists and said excitedly.

The hermit Kasyapa smiled, clasped his hands together, shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with emotion, and looked up into the sky.

Vishnu's lotus eye blinked.

The bright red flower around his neck was beautiful, the Jostuba gem on his chest was emitting light, and the Myoken Wheel on his fingertips was gently spinning.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile as warm as the spring breeze.

"Just like the title of [The One Who Gives a Wake-up Call]!"

"This blessing will allow Indra to hold the vajra in his hand and continue to practice the Dharma correctly!"

Vishnu smiled.

Hearing this, Shiva also smiled faintly.

Seeing this, Indra shook his head.

The emotions are there!
Snapped!
Indra put his hands together, making a crisp sound, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Praise the great heaven, praise the Lord of Heaven!"

Indra praised.

"Praise the great heaven, praise the Lord of Heaven!"

"Praise the great heaven, praise the Lord of Heaven!"

"Praise the Heaven..."

The surrounding gods also responded, putting their hands together and praising.

Shiva smiled.

Finally, he looked at Kashigiye.

At this time, Jiaxijiye looked unconvinced. He was frowning, with his hands on his waist and clenched fists, staring at the strange man covered in animal skins with a person hanging on the trident.

He just saw with his own eyes this guy throwing out the trident and knocking his teacher down.

Then he threw out a trident and pierced a blind man on it.

Why should he pay tribute to this person?

boom!
Indra raised his hand and knocked it on the top of Kashijiya's head, then said.

"Don't be rude!"

"You must treat Datian like your father!"

Indra said.

Hearing this, Jiaxijiye lowered his head, frowned, and muttered softly: "I don't have a father!"

Ok?
Indra glanced at them.

Jiaxijiye was startled and quickly put his hands together and followed the chanting.

"Praise the great heaven, praise the Lord of Heaven!"

Kashigi night road.

Shiva lowered his eyes, his gaze fell gently on Kashijiya, and spoke slowly.

"Wait until you grow into a qualified warrior!"

"When the time comes, you can come to Jiluosha, and then you will understand everything!"

Shiva spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick white mist suddenly appeared around him, gradually enveloping his entire body, and his figure disappeared into the sea of ​​milk.

Vishnu also smiled and disappeared suddenly.

The gods followed the sage Kasyapa and rushed forward to Indra's side.

"Father!"

Indra put his hands together and bowed.

Hearing this, the sage Kasyapa shook his head and said happily: "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay!"

Indra smiled slightly, he looked at the sage Kasyapa and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Father, why are you here?"

Indra asked.

The hermit Kasyapa was stunned for a moment, he blinked, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Swish!
The next moment, his face changed suddenly and his eyebrows raised as if his brow bones were about to break.

It seemed like Gadlu was still waiting for him!
As a result, he left the dressed-up Gadlu alone in the palace.

"I still have something to do!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sage Kasyapa moved instantly.

He picked up his cane, lifted up his robe, took a big step, and instantly rushed into the void, heading towards the human world.

Swish!
Not long after, the hermit Kasyapa hurriedly shuttled through the space and stepped into the palace in an instant.

He looked up.

In the palace, huge golden pillars stood, the steps were as golden and stone, candles were burning all around, thin gauze and bead curtains fluttered in the wind, and under the soft couch behind the bead curtain, the foot basin was still empty, and there was no one around.

No one in sight?!

"gone?"

The hermit Kasyapa frowned slightly, took big steps, and walked into the palace worriedly.

Tatata!
As the hermit Kasyapa entered the inner hall, an enchanting figure suddenly attacked him from behind.

"My husband!"

"I haven't even finished getting dressed yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Gadlu spoke softly, like a charming snake, and chuckled and made seductive sounds.

"what?"

The hermit Kasyapa was stunned, his face full of confusion.

what? !

He just thought that Gadlu ran away in anger because he saw that he was not there!

He's been out for so long, but he's still not dressed up?

……

The other side of the ocean of milk.

The vulture Asura [Ada] looked terrified. He lay in the waves of the Milky Ocean, drifting with the flow, not daring to move.

so horrible!

He saw with his own eyes that the blessings of the powerful Mari and Sumari failed and their heads were smashed by the terrible Indra.

It's so cruel!
[Ada] closed his eyes tightly, his body trembling, but he did not dare to move at all.

Wow!

Suddenly, a streak of blood appeared in the ocean of milk.

Pieces of blood were gushing out from the ocean of milk, soaking his body and armor, but the Vulture Asura [Ada] still did not dare to move.

[Ada] slowly opened his eyes and took a look.

There was a little blood on the tips of his fingers, and he twisted them in his hand, then frowned slightly.

"This seems to be the blood of Andhaga on the trident!"

[Ada] muttered to himself.

He still had some impression of the former Asura King, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he was still alive.

What a tenacious vitality!
Surprising! Vulture Asura [Ada] thought so, he moved slowly, raised his head quietly, looked around, and saw that there was no figure.

He shook himself quickly.

Swish!
The next moment, [Ada] turned into a huge vulture. He flapped his wings, countless feathers fell, he made a croaking sound, spread his wings and flew away into the distance.

call out!
The vulture Asura [Ada] spread his wings, passed through layers of space, and flew into the heaven.

The sky is vast and golden light is scattered everywhere.

Tall and spacious palaces stand like insect shells, flashing colorful lights in the darkness.

One could faintly hear bursts of singing and the sound of drunken drinking.

call out!
[Ada] spread his wings and flew, gradually flying to the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.

His huge wings flapped, creating a strong wind that passed through the towering stone statues on both sides.

These stone statues have different shapes and appearances. Some have golden eyes, some are wearing golden armor, some have human bodies and horses’ heads, and some hold sledgehammers...

They all stand here majestically.

Extremely crazy thoughts! Extremely domineering!
call out!
[Ada] rushed into the temple and emerged staggeringly, transformed into a human form.

At this time, [Dorajia] and [Master Sukara] lowered their eyes and looked at [Ada] who returned alone.

"what happened!"

"Moli and Sumali are dead?"

Toraja stood up suddenly, frowned, and stared at Ada who was running back.

Ada looked panicked.

"died!"

"Moli and Sumali are all dead!"

"I saw with my own eyes that Indra took action and smashed their heads with his vajra. Mahadeva was there at the time, but he did not take action!"

Ada said quickly.

Reverend Sukara frowned, full of doubts.

"impossible!"

"This kind of thing can't happen. With the blessing, the great heaven will definitely protect his believers!"

"There must be something wrong!"

Sukara spoke.

Hearing this, Toroka's face darkened, and the skull necklace around his neck made a strange thudding sound.

"So, what exactly went wrong?"

Taraka looked directly at Sukara and questioned.

Upon hearing this, Reverend Sukara frowned.

"I do not know either!"

“But now it seems that the plan to rely on the power of the Great Sky to kill the Son of the Great Sky has failed!”

Reverend Sukara held the magic wand in his hand and muttered to himself.

"!!!"

Toraja's eyes widened.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot and he stared angrily at the Asura mentor Sukara in front of him.

"tutor!"

"As Ashura's mentor, you must have a way, right!"

"right!"

Toraja said in a deep voice, gritting his teeth.

snort!
The hermit Sukara snorted coldly. His face was grim. He paced back and forth, holding the magic wand in his hand and knocking it heavily on the ground, thinking about a countermeasure.

Suddenly, his nostrils moved slightly and he sniffed the smells around him.

Reverend Sukara frowned.

Swish!
He slowly turned his head, his eyes swept across the palace, and finally landed on the vulture Asura [Ada] standing nearby.

The eyes of the sage Sukara narrowed.

He stepped forward in an instant and stood in front of Ada, shocking Ada so much that he trembled all over.

"Stand still!"

Reverend Sukara scolded in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Ada stood still for a moment, not daring to move.

Sage Sukara looked Ada up and down, slowly raised his arm, extended his index finger, and lightly touched Ada's armor.

A trace of scarlet blood flowed at his fingertips.

The sage Sukara's eyes were focused, and he suddenly saw the dark power in the blood.

"Can't be wrong!"

"It can't be wrong!"

"The powerful dark power in this blood is Andhaka's blood!"

Reverend Sukara suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Dhāraṇī couldn't help but frown.

"Anthaka, are you still alive?"

Taraka muttered to himself.

He had certainly heard the story of the Asura King of Andhaga.

It is said that this Asura king was born blind, and the dark power of his eyes could absorb everything, but Andhaka was defeated by Indra and was finally taken away by Mahadeva's trident.

I just didn’t expect it!
Is this guy not dead yet?

While Dhāraṇī was in doubt, the voice of Sage Sukāra sounded again.

"This is Andhaka's blood. This dark power indicates that he is still alive!"

"I have an idea!"

Reverend Sukara said in a deep voice.

"!!!"

Toraja suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise, and stared at the sage Sukara in front of him.

Is there a solution?

The next moment, Sage Sukara raised his hand and pointed at Ada.

boom!
The whirlwind of torrents instantly enveloped Ada, and traces of blood instantly flew out of Ada's armor.

The sage Sukara switched his left hand to hold the magic wand, and a golden bowl appeared in his right hand.

call out!
Drops of blood fell down and all fell into the golden bowl.

"His blood is filled with dark power, just like the all-devouring Vritra!"

"I will hold a fire sacrifice and offer this dark blood as a sacrifice. There will be a chance to revive Vritra. This dark blood can even make Vritra even more powerful!"

"Vritra will be resurrected with the help of this dark blood, and will have some of Andhaga's power!"

"He will surely defeat Indra and then kill the son of Mahadeva!"

Sage Sukara spoke.

Hearing this, Toraja lowered his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Vritra!"

He murmured the name, feeling very alert.

This guy's name is quite famous!

Indra's fierce enemy!

Even Indra, who had killed countless Asuras, found Vritra difficult to deal with and only defeated him after a hard battle.

"Then go!"

The Dhāraṇa path.

His eyes sparkled and he slowly clenched his fists, waiting for Vritra to show up.

Swish!
The sage Sukara suddenly disappeared here, holding the golden bowl filled with blood.

Taraka turned around and sat on the throne.

"king!"

"This Vritra is very powerful. What if he doesn't obey after resurrection?"

[Ada] asked.

[Taroka] Asura curled his lips, snorted coldly, and said slowly: "Don't panic, no matter how strong he is, he will not be stronger than me now!"

"Dealing with that Son of Heaven is the most important thing!"

Dhāraṇa was a man of deep thoughts.

He was not willing to get close to the Son of Heaven without the necessary assurance.

But if there is an Asura who can lead away or defeat Indra and other gods, he will then lead people to find the son of Mahadeva, and at that time he will definitely be able to kill the son of Mahadeva completely.

Taraka thought so.

Swish!
A figure appeared in the temple again.

When Toraja looked carefully, a look of joy instantly appeared in his eyes.

"Maya Ashura!"

"you made it?"

　The first day after ten thousand days

　　
　
(End of this chapter)