Chapter 6 It hurts so much, seeing me is like seeing God!

The huge golden hammer fell from Garuda's hand and smashed down heavily, making a dull sound.

boom!
Garuda's body trembled violently, his face showed pain, he staggered back, and raised his hand to cover his left chest.

His chest was filled with blood, and his heart suddenly tightened. He felt a severe pain, as if he had lost something precious, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

pain!
It hurts so much!
The image of Vishnu that had been lying on its side in his heart suddenly turned into golden light and disappeared without a trace. There was no more whispering of the Lord in his ears, no more fragrance of the Lord in his nose, and no more glorious figure of the Lord in his eyes.

Even in my mind, the Lord's faint doting smile was disappearing.

"The Lord! The Lord!"

"Lord, where are you?!"

Garuda panicked instantly and couldn't help looking around and screaming.

The gods were speechless, their expressions horrified, and they all held their breath in amazement.

What a vicious curse!
What a powerful curse!

For believers to lose their faith is like losing their lives.

Do not!
It's more terrifying than taking one's life!
Garuda was nervous, his wings flapped wildly, feathers fell off his back, and he clasped his hands together in panic and closed his eyes to praise the Lord.

"Praise be to Lord Vishnu!"

“Praise the Lord!”

……

Prayers kept coming out of Garuda's mouth, but Garuda felt no response at all.

Hey~
At this time, the Fire God Ajini shook his head and sighed, and he mobilized his little remaining divine power. His hands suddenly burned and he held up a ball of red flame.

Thousands of brilliant colors emerged from this flame.

In the splendor, the heaven and earth, the world, all the gods and people, seem to be all-encompassing.

The next moment, the flame flashed suddenly, and the fire flowed like the wind. Garuda's praying figure with his hands clasped together appeared in the flames. The rapid prayers also echoed in the flames for a long time.

Fire sacrifice!

If the power of faith in sacrifice is to be transmitted to the gods, it needs to be transmitted through sacrificial fire.

The burning sacrificial fire connects heaven and earth, penetrates all people, gods and races, and conveys faith to the gods.

Agni is the god of fire and also the god of sacrifice. The sacrificial fire is controlled by him and is in his hands.

"Garuda, your prayers echoed in this sacrificial fire and did not reach the Lord. It seems that the curse has taken effect. The Lord will never see you again!"

The Fire God Agni said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Garuda's face became sad, his clasped palms slowly dropped, anger accumulated in his heart, revealing a complex expression of mixed sadness and anger, his sharp eagle eyes stared at the Emperor of Heaven.

At this moment, a strong wind blew, blowing up Garuda's hair, and a terrifying pressure emanated from him.

"Indra, you are so vicious. You are obstructing a believer's devotion to God. You are simply presumptuous to be the emperor of heaven!"

Garuda gritted his teeth.

"Now you know it's evil, so isn't it evil for you to disturb the ascetic practice? In the past, Lord Shiva took the form of Bhagavan in anger and took off the fifth head of Brahma's arrogance. Even Shiva would exile the incarnation for the great sin of killing Brahma. Bhagavan was in renunciation and far away from the world."

"Daksha, the son of Brahma, turned against Lord Shiva and vowed never to worship Shiva again, which led to what happened to Lord Sati later."

"All of this is the leeway of Lord Shiva, the lord of innocence. It is the Trimurti's warning to the world not to act arrogantly, and to serve as a warning to future generations!"

"Not only have you disturbed my ascetic practice, but you have also killed your brother and forgotten the Lord's invitation to us. Moreover, you are rebelling against your superiors and are trying to kill me!"

"You have already committed the unforgivable sin of arrogance!"

"You are the evil one!"

Indra opened his eyes wide, stared at Garuda, lightning and fire flashed in his eyes, and he raised his arms and shouted.

Rumble!
In the heavens, lightning also responded from afar. It galloped like dancing dragons and snakes, illuminating Indra's face and emitting bursts of thunder, deafening and cheering.

He might not win a fight because he doesn't have supernatural powers now.

But when it comes to occupying the moral high ground, he is no less capable.

"you you you……"

"I'm not trying to kill you!"

Garuda's chest heaved up and down, his face flushed red, and he pointed at Indra, speechless for a moment.

Of the three gods, Brahma had five heads, but the fifth head was extremely arrogant and kept speaking nonsense, insulting the Vedas, which represent the wisdom of the universe. Shiva could no longer tolerate this and used his incarnation Bhāraṇī to pluck off the fifth head of Brahma.

This action made Daksha, the son of Brahma, furious. As the Lord of Life, most of the life in the world was born through him, so he ordered that all living things in the world should not offer sacrifices to Lord Shiva.

Sati, the reincarnation of Lord Shiva's feminine power, is now the daughter of Daksha.

Sati burned herself to death because of the conflict between her husband Shiva and her father Daksha.

Garuda was of course well aware of this event.

"Damn you Indra, you actually used this to say about me, are you comparing me to Daksha?"

Garuda said angrily in his heart.

In the end, because of the sin of arrogance, Daksha's head was also removed and replaced with a sheep's head.

The ending is quite bad!

Garuda was breathing heavily, feeling aggrieved and angry.

I want to refute, but I don’t know how to refute!

"I am so angry, despicable Indra, you framed me!"

Garuda retorted, blushing.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the heaven and let out a long sigh.

"Ugh!"

"Looks like I'm late!"

The chief priest stepped forward and sighed.

He had black hair draped over his shoulders, a face as golden as wheat, and was wearing a long yellow robe with a white shirt underneath, exuding an air of elegance and uniqueness.

The main worshipper is the sage Vihapati!

The son of Angilita, the third son of Brahma, he is proficient in various mantras, hymns and sacrificial rituals. He is a teacher of gods and a good friend and adviser of Indra.

"Praise to the Immortal Master, the Godly Mentor!"

"Praise to the Immortal Master, the Godly Mentor!"

“Praise to Vihapati!”

All the gods bowed and praised.

The chief immortal clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said slowly: "Praise the gods!"

Then his eyes turned to Indra and Garuda, and he saw that the two were aggressive and looked like they were incompatible.

He frowned slightly, looking distressed.

He received an order from Brahma to come and mediate the conflict between Indra and Garuda. Now that the gods have lost their power and everything is in chaos, there cannot be a civil war at this time.

"Indra!"

"Can you take back the curse from Garuda?!"

The priest thought for a moment and first asked his good friend Indra.

It might be easier to talk here!
Indra's face remained calm and he chuckled.

"As we all know, once a curse is cast, it cannot be taken back."

Indra said.

"But you can add conditions to the original curse..."

The chief priest said honestly.

Once a curse cast by the power of asceticism is cast, it cannot be changed, but like writing code, conditions can be added before the original curse.

However, this also requires the hard work of the person who casts the curse!

"This will consume my hard training energy!"

At this point, Indra's tone suddenly paused, and then he continued to laugh. "But it's not impossible, let him apologize to me immediately!"

"One more thing, in order to cut off his arrogance and follow the Dharma, I want him to see me as he sees God. When he sees me in the future, he must praise me three times!"

(End of this chapter)