Chapter 281
Arjuna's face contorted with terror. "You no longer possess the Golden Armor— "
"Cough cough."
Karna stretched out his hands and grabbed the arm that was attacking his throat. "Even without that Golden Armor, I can still defeat the enemy."
The colors of the sun were rekindled in her eyes.
However, the color was no longer as brilliant as the morning sun, but rather as dim and solemn as the setting sun.
The Celestial Flint the sun into three parts, using midday as the Path of Ascension, and elevates the rising and setting sun into Brilliant Twins.
They are Lord Mr. Day of the January; and November Archon Lord Twilight.
If Mr. Day is the morning sun that enlightens all things and dispels darkness, then Lord Twilight is the solemn and cold evening sun that judges all things.
The [Second Mark: Flash of the Sun God]
Arjuna's blood-stained face was filled with panic and fear. He hadn't expected that while he was trying to trick Karna, the latter would turn the tables and lure him into a trap!
Arjuna struggled desperately, but could not break free from the latter's grasp. He could only watch as the other's eyes emitted a blazing light.
"I... I'm going to die?!"
"No."
The voice of Krishna rang in his ears.
"Madhava? You won?!"
Arjuna cried out with his eyes closed, "Help me!"
"OK."
The next instant, Arjuna eyes.
The hands that were tightly gripping her wrists were also shaken off by him.
Everything in the world fell into stillness. Whether it was the Tianshi who was shooting a rain of arrows, or the Drona could only dodge in a sorry state not far away, or the immortals fighting to the death in the clouds, or the tens of thousands of troops fighting to the death on this battlefield, everything was frozen in time.
Whether it was the splashing mud, the fluttering flags, or the rising flames, everything froze solid.
Arjuna, or rather Krishna walks in the world in Arjuna's body, looked around.
Immediately, a soft humming sound came from his chest.
In the previous era, Hebe's plans were indeed more extensive and far-reaching, to the point that he was unable to cope with anything; but no matter what arrangements she made, they could not shake him at this moment.
"You wouldn't believe it, would you? I was able to return from the Snow Mountain Pure Land, using Arjuna's body."
Krishna and said, "Although it can only exert the power of twilight, it still possesses the characteristics of the Snow Mountain Pure Land."
After all, when looking down at the mortal world from the Snow Mountain Pure Land, everything is indeed almost still.
And now that Krishna has personally intervened, who can stop him? No one!
So, who should we deal with first?
Is it Drona? This man who has awakened to self-realization through the Dharma is indeed despicable. Letting him live might affect the spread of Vajrayana.
Are they Princess Anba and Parvati? They have Mohenjo-daro's claim that as long as the village outside the mountains exists, it is like setting up a mirror in Bharata, and it should be destroyed.
Is it Kama, who revered Hebe as the World Honored One? Or is it this "Child of God" before us?
Krishna shook his head regretfully, and the Myoken Wheel flew from his fingertips.
Of course, kill whoever is closest!
No matter what arrangements Hebe made, it was all in vain once the person died.
That's cheating.
Shakuni was right; everything in the world is nothing more than dice and chips being flipped in a gamble.
But when it comes to cheating, he is not as good as Krishna.
The Myoken Wheel is constantly growing larger in my field of vision.
Karna could even hear her own breathing. She was aware of the changes around her, but she couldn't break free from them and could only watch helplessly as it all happened.
Unlike Arjuna, she calmly awaited death without showing any fear.
Because she had absolute faith in Hebe.
Karna watched the approaching divine wheel, his breathing gradually slowing down.
However, just as she was about to accept her fate, she heard a strange voice in her ear.
"Karna, what are you thinking about? Where has your fighting spirit gone?"
"Who are you--"
"It's not over yet, you haven't lost yet, your senior brother is here to help you."
The Yin-Yang Pill flew out from Karna's body. "Next move, I'll block, you attack."
Myoken Wheel hit its target, but it was not Karna.
Sita, wearing Black Crown, stood in front of Karna, the Black Crown swirling above her head, with the phantom images of the five Demon King lined up on either side.
From the Exile to Ravana.
"So it was you!"
Krishna furious.
At this moment, he dared not guess whether his trump card had been discovered by Hebe in advance.
Sita's body was severed in two, yet she was not dead. The Demon King rushed forward relentlessly, using their hands, feet, teeth, and every ounce of their broken shells to firmly imprison the indestructible Myoken Wheel!
That is the prototype of the Golden Truth Vajrayana, and also the true form of the "Kalachakra" in Buddhism.
Even if Krishna simply threw it out, it would be more powerful than any magical artifact in the world.
Nothing in the world can stop it except the Golden Truth.
But the Demon King kings can.
"It's because of that Black Crown —it fully records the history of the Sarkaz's exile from the desert, how they transformed from Egypt into Aryans, and then into the Bharata... It's a clear history, a long 'time'."
"Vyasa did not intentionally manipulate this Black Crown, but her essence, in turn, endowed it with status!"
"The Demon King cannot stop the wheel of time from turning, but history can slow it down!"
Krishna realized what was happening and immediately tried to withdraw his Myoken Wheel, but the process was extremely slow.
It's the Exile and Sita! These two Demon King still possess normal sanity!
Karna, covered in blood, was already very close.
"How can a mere mortal contend with the mighty power of the Wheel of Time?!"
Krishna's eyes widened in anger, "How dare someone who has lost his blessings and treasures harm me?!"
The answer is yes, you can.
Under Krishna's shocked, angry, and incredulous gaze.
Karna punched through Arjuna's chest.
How can she still have power? How can she still have power?
Yes, it's "power"...
The Heroic Path!
She actually turned to the Heroic Path during the day!
On what grounds?
Snow Mountain Pure Land, a pure land, before the lotus platform.
Suddenly, the black stones in Krishna's hand were covered with cracks.
Chapter 331 I will become the greatest king of the Snow Region.
Krishna held the nearly broken chess piece in his hand.
"The Heroic Path, interesting. No wonder you didn't bestow any blessings upon her, nor did you give her any magical treasures... Is it because of the limitations of the Heroic Path?"
Krishna did not hear Hebe's reply, but he already had the answer.
Private, that yet-to-be-ruler who hasn't even taken office yet... is that her trump card?
It's hilarious.
"From the level of enlightenment onwards, the path one walks is already fixed."
Krishna looked with pity at the equally cracked piece in Hebe's hand, "An unproven path is no lifeline. You hope the pawn will lend a helping hand, but he himself is in dire straits."
"You have a good sense of humor."
Hebe answered coldly.
The pieces fall one by one, either following a predetermined trajectory or colliding with the black pieces.
They resemble stars moving across the night sky, but even more like heads taking flight.
"Humorous? No."
Krishna said, "Everything I have said is true. The new path does indeed have infinite possibilities, but it is, after all, only a branch of the Path of Ascension. It is indeed a miracle, but its significance is limited. How can it accomplish such a world-changing feat?"
"Moreover, this is a damaged road."
"Let me guess what its limitations are... First, it cannot accept too much support from those in high positions? Hmm, that fits the characteristics of Heroic Path."
Krishna lowered his eyes and spoke in a low, somber tone.
Meanwhile, Krishna, still inside Arjuna's body, was roaring: This is impossible!
Two completely different appearances flashed alternately before Hebe's eyes, almost making her want to vomit.
Hebe's expression was calm, but a chill seemed to rise from behind her.
"The Other, sacrifice is required... whether it is one's own sacrifice or the sacrifice of others, and whether it is influenced by the Holy Grail?"
Krishna murmured, "Oh, not as broad as the Holy Grail, it's narrower, more positive... ha."
Thirdly... hey, there is no third point.
Krishna paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, "No wonder it's a damaged path."
After a brief silence, Krishna shook his head.
"A path that can't even elevate the three great imprints... Sigh. To complete it, at the very least, shouldn't we make the privates the rulers?"
Krishna raised his eyes, his pure black pupils devoid of any smile. "But how can he still be the ruler now? The wolves are right here; we can't get out, and the soldiers can't get in."
"Vyasa, thank you for your gift. It has bound the two rulers together. For me, it would be easy to replace them; for you, without outside interference, you can only resort to the same method as me..."
"But by then, how will you be any different from me?"
Krishna gently placed the broken piece down, and the numerous cracks on it quickly faded away, as if time were reversing.
Yes, Krishna, who has mastered the essence of Kalachakra, can certainly do all of this.
Hebe hesitated for a moment.
This is partly a disguise to mislead, and partly from the heart.
She believed Eris's words to be the same.
"Ah, I understand."
Krishna suddenly spoke, "You are supplementing the soldier with the third element of the Heroic Path."
"And the third element you envision is probably—the need for 'soil' that can give birth to heroes."
"Your attempt to establish a small cultural sphere at the site of Mohenjo-daro is presumably an exploration of this possibility."
"It was a success, yet also a failure. These warriors failed to embark on the Heroic Path and become the corresponding ascendants... and Karna is now on the verge of death."