Chapter 219

Earlier, when the Amrita appeared first on the Asura's side, Indra was pondering how to retrieve it. Suddenly, he noticed an arrow flying towards him. Since it wasn't hostile, he only realized it was close enough to be seen, and Indra instinctively grabbed it.

In the blink of an eye, Indra suddenly appeared in the earth. Before Indra could even think about what was happening, the Asura King Vritra immediately appeared in front of him and began to fight him.

To be honest, it wasn't that Indra was Vritra. Over the years, as leaders of their respective races, they had both won and lost, but Indra had won more often.

However, the reason for Indra's crushing defeat today is simple: his weapon Vajra suddenly became unusable, leading to Vritra's elaborate beatings and various forms of torture.

Originally, the Underworld Realm was filled with terrifying darkness, but the azure flames originated from the power of Vritra. As the Asuras King, Vritra is also known as the 'Supreme Being among the Asura'. Therefore, he can follow his own purpose of existence and use his retinue or his own demon army to cover the heavens and earth and isolate objects.

It can also be interpreted as the "mountain" and "cloud" in the Asura tribe tradition, where "Vritra sealed the water in the mountain with his own body." The current scene on the Underworld Realm is like an ominous cloud covering the world. It can be said that Indra is fighting against Valita outside of Vritra's Bounded Field and without the ability to use weapons, so it is normal for him to fail.

Upon hearing Indra's words, Vritra's lips twisted instantly.

"Should we beat you until you vomit something else?"

Its snow-white fangs are exposed, whiter than tiger fangs, sharper and fiercer than wolf fangs, the Dragon's Tooth born from the Asura tribe.

"Who gave you those instructions, Vritra!"

Although Indra Wrath, he wasn't stupid. Having fought Vritra so many times, he naturally understood that Vritra, as Asura tribe, would never choose to humiliate his opponent in battle; he would only fight purely. But this time, not only was he torturing him incessantly, it was as if he was doing it on purpose for others to see.

Besides this, there was one more thing Indra didn't understand: what was the deal with the arrow that appeared out of thin air?

If it weren't for that arrow, he wouldn't have suddenly arrived in the Underworld Realm and been Vritra...

"Oh dear, oh dear, this is clearly your own doing, you treacherous and cunning fellow."

Vritra smacked his lips in disgust.

The ghostly blue flames stirred her blonde hair.

"It's me, Indra."

Tvashtar, the Indian God of Craft and Creation, emerged from the shadows, lowered his battle axe, grasped Indra's neck, and lifted him up.

He used his free hand to violently strike Indra.

Beating, beating, relentless beating.

The divine blood that gushed from Indra's body was a dull, lackluster gold, which was most likely proof that the Heavenly Emperor's life force was fading.

"No wonder... Vajra... can't be used... it's because of you..."

Indra appeared to be on his deathbed, yet he still smiled ironically.

"Yes, Vishvarupa for my child's sins, Indra."

"I... am the Heavenly Emperor..."

"That's right. Continuing to fight would be too cruel to the Heavenly Emperor. If I were to hang your mangled body on the summit of Mount Meru for all the gods to see, it would be very bad for the reputation of the Heavenly Emperor."

Tvashtar released his grip on Indra's neck and picked up the battle axe that was placed to the side.

"Considering my past kindness in helping you forge Vajra, I will spare you the means to kill you with Vajra in the end. Let Indra end this happily."

The God of Forging gripped tightly, thus accumulating power, refining Od, and pouring all his strength into delivering the final blow to the Heavenly Emperor. It was not merely a strike combining Od and physics, nor an impact that pierced through the gaps between bones and flesh, but a destruction that exhausted everything to shatter Indra, the God of Thunder.

"Tsk."

Vritra to the side, watched Indra being beaten so badly, but didn't laugh much.

If she hadn't already made a deal with Tvashtar, she wouldn't have bothered to torture Indra and would have chosen to kill him directly. However, in order to let Tvashtar deliver the final blow and to please Tvashtar, she tortured Indra instead.

Looking at the dying Indra, Vritra turned away, his thoughts elsewhere.

We, the Asura, have obtained the Amrita. The Deva not only failed to get it, but with Indra dead, those useless trash will probably have little fighting power left... Haha, the war that has lasted for so many years will finally end, Mount Meru Asura surely fall into our hands!

I'll let those Deva sing and dance in front of me and put on a fun show, haha, not bad, not bad.

The beautiful Future he envisioned brought a smile to the face of Vritra, the Asuras King, and even his Dragon Tail twitched.

"Hey, how are we going to get back later? We're not going to fly back, are we?"

"No need. This is a one-time, round-trip power attack. We'll go back after we kill Indra."

"Hehehe, I--"

Just as Vritra about to say something, her eyes suddenly widened, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Tvashtar realized that Indra's disappearance must have led to the appearance of the Aspected God, so he hurriedly gathered his strength and began to slash at Indra, attempting to kill Indra before the Aspected God arrived.

Time has stood still, not in the sense that the Underworld Realm has become a world where time seems to stand still, but in the literal sense.

Tvashtar from Indra, a distance that would instantly kill Indra upon contact.

However, this moment never came; in other words, it will never come.

In the Underworld Realm where time stands still, a pristine white staircase extends toward a place where darkness and eerie blue flames mingle.

The radiance gracefully descended upon the steps, gradually intensifying and transforming into a human form.

The world itself, the entire space, rejoices in the radiance.

The Fourth-Aspected God Kavia, appeared in his original form.

When Kavia reached Indra and Tvashtar, the battle axe that was about to kill Indra instantly shattered in his sight and vanished into nothingness.

Then the Fourth-Aspected God stroked Indra's face, and Indra, who had been beaten half to death, was immediately healed from all his injuries.

In fact, the moment Kavia saw Tvashtar, she already understood why Indra had fallen to such a state. Indeed, killing someone out of fear of losing his position was extremely shameful for the Heavenly Emperor.

However, Indra was not a virtuous and righteous figure; he was weak and cunning, and as a god, he was more like a human being.

He would fight for the Deva, but he was still full of Desire, fear, and threats. When his position was unstable, he would also play power games, exclude dissidents, and even send celestial maidens to seduce ascetics to interrupt their practice.

Even so, the only one in all of India suitable to be the Heavenly Emperor is Indra.

Why?

Because the position of the Indian Heaven King has a strange kind of toxicity about it.

For example, the incident in which Tvashtar conspired with Vritra to kill Indra because of the death Vishvarupa his child Vishnu was considered Indra's tribulation in Indian Mythology. However, it was eventually resolved, but Indra felt guilty after experiencing this incident, so he gave up continuing to Heavenly Emperor and hid himself so that the gods could not find him.

Seeing this, the gods had no choice but to search for a successor to the Heavenly Emperor. Eventually, the Human Realm hero, Nahusha, accumulated much merit through asceticism and was invited by the gods to replace Indra as the ruler of the Heaven Realm.

However, the poison of the position of the Heavenly Emperor led to the corruption of the once diligent and ascetic Nahusha, who indulged in sensual pleasures and even attempted to seize Indra's wife, Shachi. Therefore, although Indra's position as the Heavenly Emperor was not entirely aboveboard, it was not a major problem for the world overall. Apart from him, there was really no one more suitable to be the Heavenly Emperor in India.

I'm sorry to have dragged you into my affairs.

Upon opening his eyes in the stillness of time, Indra immediately lowered his head upon seeing the silver-haired man before him. He was utterly terrified; the representative of the Ascetics, who reigned supreme over the world, had actually come to save him.

He thought Vishnu would come to his rescue, but it turned out to be Kavia was basically only mentioned by Vishnu.

"I'd like to ask about the status of the Amrita."

Perhaps because he was flustered, Indra spoke very quickly.

"Yes, it's over."

Kavia nodded. "The Amrita is now in your hands. As the Heavenly Emperor, you should return now. The conflict between the Asura and the Deva on Mount Meru should come to an end."

Indra took a deep breath to calm himself and steady his racing heart before looking at Kavia.

"What about them?"

"I'll handle it."

"Yes, I understand, I'll go back right away!"

Since the god Kavia had spoken, Indra dared not say anything more.

Suddenly, a divine Divine Aura, as gentle as a breeze yet as heavy as the ocean, emanated from Indra's entire body.

It brushed past Indra's nose, and just like that, Indra's body, which was in the Underworld Realm, returned to Mount Meru.

"And, Indra, you are at fault in this matter."

Time began to flow from stillness, yet loneliness remained.

"Tvashtar, you are also at fault."

"I..."

Tuoshi knelt down, head drooping, and began to sob, his shoulders trembling.

She realized her mistake and therefore dared not look Kavia in the eye.

"After this matter, Indra will make amends, and you Tvashtar, will also need to make amends. The Future god of the Underworld Realm is your child."

"... I see."

In the early stages of the India Age of Gods, the Underworld Realm was deserted. The Asura were only driven into the Underworld Realm after being defeated by the Devas in the Ocean of Milk incident. Tvashtar then had two Death God with the Sun God Surya: Yama, the god of death, Yami, the god of the Yamuna River, thus establishing the rules of the Underworld Realm.

In other words, neither Indra nor Tvashtar will die in this incident; the only one who will die, if one insists, is Vritra.

Vritra watched the brief exchange between Kavia and Tvashtar, pure fear flickered in his Golden Eyes.

This is Kavia... Kavia is terrifying.

Her knees were weak, making it difficult for her to stand up straight. Vritra wanted to move around, but in reality, she couldn't even look away, her gaze fixed intently on Kavia.

Feelings like terror should have long since ceased to exist. As the king of Asura, the Supreme Being of Asura, she should be completely free from terror.

However, Vritra is now trembling.

How terrifying! Are all the gods of Aspected God this scary? Brahma isn't like that at all...

"Vritra."

When her name was suddenly called, a shiver ran down Vritra's back, and she even felt goosebumps all over her body. She was overjoyed but also terrified.

"You are no longer the king of Asura."

"... What?"

"When the Asura were driven down from Mount Meru and into the Underworld Realm, Vritra would no longer be the First King of the Asura."

Vritra was stunned and paused for a moment.

When she finally understood its meaning, a fierce fear struck again.

The king born from the Asura is a deity and Dragon Kind embodying the concept of 'Obstruction'.

Ice and snow in the world are the result of water being taken away and blocked.

The darkness in the world is the shadow of heaven and earth that is obscured.

The silence in the world is proof that those who are neither gods nor demons are not present.

However, at this very moment, all of these were inexplicably shattered by the Aspected God, who was not hindered by the concept of 'Obstruction'.

This must be what it means to want to experience the concept of 'obstacle'. In any case, Vritra suddenly felt an urge to follow this terrifying Aspected God. Perhaps it was some kind of demonic power of Kavia, the god of Aspected God, that gave her this feeling.

So, the blond-haired Asuras King licked his dry lips to ease the stiffness.

Then she flashed a fawning smile that even she herself could tell was present.

"In that case, Kasyapa, may I, no, may I follow you like Shesha, one of Vishnu's followers?"

Shesha, also known as Ananta, is a superior deity in India. He is the king of the Naga with a thousand snake heads and an important follower of Vishnu. It is said that Shesha's many heads constantly chant praises to Vishnu and also transform into Vishnu's mattress.

For the mighty King of Asura, the Supreme Being of the Asura, to become someone else's follower, to constantly utter songs of praise, and to be reduced to a mattress—this may seem like a great disgrace, but it is only relative.

After all, the person Vritra was referring to was Kavia, one of the Aspected God. Vritra felt he had hit the jackpot. He would have been willing to work anywhere, let alone guard the Great Gate!

As for the Asura tribe, if the leader of the group dies or disappears, a replacement usually becomes the leader. Moreover, Asura were driven off Mount Meru probably wouldn't recognize Vritra, who was absent at the crucial moment, as their king...

Are you sad?

Absolutely not. After all, the Asura tribe are a bunch of heartless bastards. Sometimes, after Vritra lost to Indra, he was almost killed by a sneak attack, so naturally there wasn't much affection between them. That's how the law of the jungle works.

"Cannot."

The moment Kavia finished speaking, Vritra felt as if the sky had fallen.

"But you can come and guard the gate for me."

Upon hearing this, Vritra's mood brightened once more. Suppressing the urge to cheer, he nodded hurriedly, his Dragon Tail wagging like a puppy.

Then, as Kavia was preparing to return to Mount Meru to meet Brahma and Vishnu, Tvashtar suddenly spoke:

"May we ask you, God Kavia, to take Kama back?"

As Tvashtar spoke, a Lesser God dressed in purple, unconscious, appeared beside her.

"This is my fault. Kama had previously begged me to forge a weapon for 'him,' but at the time I was consumed by Wrath over the death of Vishvarupa. Therefore, when forging the Arrow of Love of Love God, I mixed in the coordinates of the Underworld Realm and activated my one and only Smith's Authority to shoot it at Indra, bringing him here... All of this is my fault, and has nothing to do with Kama. Please, God Kavia, take Kama back to Mount Meru."