Chapter 274

In the magnificent City of Dvaraka Dhāraṇī, at the banquet held by Krishna and Princess Bhadra, in the eyes of countless Brahmin and Kshatriya, Pradyumna saw respect and anticipation; their lives were so beautiful, full of radiance and happiness.

But when you think of those people who, under their watch, in that dark and hopeless world, wander the streets begging with toddlers who can barely walk, those whose pets are fed enough in one meal to last them decades, and those whose arms are broken because their parents couldn't bear to run away, you realize they've been cheated out of their parents' hands.

Thousands upon thousands of people of lower Caste were enslaved for generations, year after year. They were often hungry and cold, and beatings could fall on their bodies at any time. Some were driven to death, worked to death, starved to death, froze to death, were beaten to death, fed to Phantasmal Species creatures, used as experimental subjects, or treated like animals...

"When I was freezing cold and starving, I Meditation to God that I only wanted to become a sheep, because then I wouldn't be cold in winter, I wouldn't go hungry every day, I could be free and go to whichever pasture I wanted... But I couldn't... I couldn't..."

Some people have prayed in this way.

And it was at that moment that, unconsciously, the image that surfaced in Pradyumna's mind was of his Teacher, who was with people labeled with such terms as 'stinky,' 'lowly,' 'garbage,' 'dregs,' and 'dross.' He had once told Pradyumna;

"Whether now or in the Future, the suffering of the exploited majority is higher than the Himalayas Mountains and deeper than the Ganges."

"Sympathy" and "pity," "compassion" and "gentleness"—these lies cannot be taken lightly, or rather, they only apply to a small minority of people.

Pradyumna then recalled the old woman who had become disabled. The people who had gathered her together, like her, had given her relief food—enough to feed her for a year, a piece of good ghee, and lots of cheese curds...

Perhaps it was because he had spent so much time with his Teacher that Pradyumna kept reminiscing about him even after only a few days apart. Or perhaps it was because Pradyumna saw his Teacher's 'love,' like the turbulent waves in a blue ocean, where, at the end of what seemed like endless conflict, a tiny 'love' was born.

To give love, as numerous as Stars throughout the Universe, to the hearts of everyone in the world, to make the unfortunate happy, to see the unfortunate become even happier—this kind of love, in turn, those who are loved also sincerely love this Teacher who spreads love.

Pradyumna had never realized this before, but he did now: because the Teacher loved so many people, he was loved so deeply by so many people.

So these guys deserve to die and apologize...

For a moment, Pradyumna even forgot to breathe when he had this thought.

But then cheerful music started playing again, and she was still in the center of the grand banquet.

Pradyumna sighed deeply, then smiled, because this was something to be happy about.

This time, I arrived in City of Dvaraka alone to recognize Krishna and Princess Bhadra. My Teacher agreed to this, which means he probably knows I won't change my mind easily. This shows that I have gained a certain degree of trust from him, and thinking about it makes me feel a little proud.

After all, Teacher's 'love' has its own part to it.

Therefore, although the Teacher is Heresy in the world and his Future is likely to be one of destruction, Pradyumna will still follow him. This is not just her opinion, but the opinion of many others who have already followed him.

Because flames, like weeds, are always roaring, and dust, like motes of dirt, will always shriek in the world.

The return of Pradyumna not only signifies the further strengthening of Krishna's power, but also indicates that a bloody war affecting all regions of the India Age of Gods is about to begin.

Pandavas lived in seclusion for twelve years, and in the thirteenth year they could not reveal themselves, so they chose to disguise themselves.

So they concealed their identities and infiltrated the palace of King Virata of the Matsya Kingdom.

The eldest son, Yudhishthira, disguised himself as a gambler using the alias Kanka; the second son, Bhima, disguised himself as a cook named Ballava; the third son, Arjuna, disguised himself as a eunuch using the alias Brihannala; the fourth son, Nakula, disguised himself as a groom using the Granthika; and the fifth son, Sahadeva, disguised himself as a cowherd using the alias Tantripala.

However, during this time, Kichaka, the brother-in-law of the king of the Matsya Kingdom, attempted to insult the Draupadi. The Draupadi pretended to agree, but the Bhima secretly impersonated him, knocked Kichaka to the ground, and killed him.

Duryodhana learning of the death of Kichaka, the commander of the Matsya Kingdom, Nandi joined forces with the Trigarta Kingdom to invade the Matsya Kingdom and plunder its livestock.

The Matsya Kingdom was weak and unable to resist. The five brothers of Yudhishthira stepped forward and assisted King Virata in defeating the powerful enemy.

This battle exposed their true colors, but it also marked the end of their thirteen-year exile.

Arjuna was invincible on the battlefield, driving his Chariot alone. He was highly respected by King Virata, who intended to marry his beloved daughter, Princess Supra, to Arjuna. Princess Uttara, Arjuna only accepted her as his daughter-in-law. Princess Uttara Abhimanyu married Arjuna's son.

Afterwards, the five sons demanded the return of some of the territory from Duryodhana, while simultaneously forming alliances with other nations and actively preparing for war. Duryodhana also seized the opportunity to win over allies and prepare for war.

Meanwhile, Duryodhana and Arjuna appealed to Krishna for help, Krishna divided his army and himself into two parts, which the two men could choose from.

Duryodhana chose Krishna's vast army, Arjuna chose Krishna as his non-combatant advisor.

Dhritarashtra learned that Krishna was serving as the military advisor to the Pandu and that he had received a prophecy that Kauravas would die, he sent messengers to the Pandu to make peace. The Pandu insisted on reclaiming their land.

Yudhishthira also learned from Krishna's prophecy that the five sons of the Draupadi and Arjuna's other son, Abhimanyu, would all die, and only the Pandavas would survive. Therefore, in order to avoid bloodshed, he made the greatest concession, only asking for the return of five villages, and specially sent Krishna to Hastinapura to seek peace.

However, Duryodhana was determined to do as he pleased and refused to give it.

Krishna then tried to persuade Karna to reunite with his birth mother, Kunti, but Karna refused. Kunti also personally revealed the secret of his origins to Karna. Karna refused to forgive his mother's abandonment and vowed to be utterly loyal to Duryodhana.

With the negotiations broken down, the armies of the Pandu and the Kuru formed a large force and marched toward the Kurukshetra.

The leader of the Pandu was the brother of the Draupadi, Dhrishtadyumna born from the sacrificial fire; the leader of the Kuru was the old patriarch, Bhishma, son of the Ganga.

Thus began the Kurukshetra War, which would fundamentally alter the pantheon of India Age of Gods and deliver another devastating blow to India mysticism.

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Chapter 331 The Alaya of the Himalayas.

The darkness before dawn sighed in surrender, the impending war was shattered, summer passed, and autumn arrived.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

On the vast plain, countless people roared, their hoarse shouts and excited cheers echoing through the air.

The king, commanding his soldiers, shouted, "For the sake of the well-being of heaven and earth! Kill them! You must kill them!"

The Kurukshetra War, a world-shaking war in the India Age of Gods, thus began.

War seems to have no end. The reasons for the outbreak of war are complex, but the manifestations are so simplistic that they are almost powerless: blood and hatred.

The earth roared, and all the chaotic noises were drowned out by the earth-shattering Deafening Crash —a truly earth-shattering event.

Under the influence of numerous heroes from the Age of Gods, terrifying grand Magecraft vanished all roars and cries, falling to the earth as if without end.

Then, on a certain day during the war, the hero bestowed by heaven and the hero given by charity, these half-brothers, engaged in a one-on-one contest.

Deep cracks appeared in the sky, and countless ravines opened up on the earth, followed by countless streams of blood. People fell to their deaths, but they could not stop the advancing momentum that resembled Sea of Blood. The scorching flames spread throughout the entire area, devouring everything in their path.

"If I were to brand the earth with a scorching mark, my gun would suffice. There's no need to argue about who should leave; it's meaningless to the loser."

Karna said slowly, "Bring it on, Arjuna. Show me everything, with your true power."

"Don't talk like you know everything, or I'll kill you, Karna!"

Soon after, Karna and Arjuna stood facing each other, ignoring the Hell scene before them.

Blood slowly seeped from the wounds on Karna's Flesh, now free from the protection of his Golden Armor, revealing a shocking red against his pale skin.

At this moment, Karna's Chariot was damaged; one wheel had come off, and the other was stuck in the ground. According to the Dharma, Arjuna should have waited until he was reattached to the Chariot before resuming the battle, however—

"Let's begin; this is a war for Dharma."

At this moment, Krishna, who was guiding Arjuna's Chariot, spoke these words to Arjuna beside him.

Under Krishna's call, Arjuna struggled to suppress his inner turmoil. From the moment he first met Karna, he had a chilling feeling, as if he were seeing himself in a mirror. Karna's direct, all-knowing tone only made him more frightened.

He was just the son of a coachman, just a Suta. Even if he was the son of the Sun God, it couldn't change the fact that he came from a humble background.

"Yes, Arjuna, why hesitate? No, or perhaps it is yourself? As Krishna shares my name, said, you have come to dispel darkness and yearn for light. Do not hesitate, my friend, for this is hopeless."

The dreamlike voice of 'Krishna' once again echoed in Arjuna's ears.

That's right, the other party was just a lowly coachman's son. Even if his true form was of the bloodline of the Sun God, it couldn't change the fact that he came from a humble background, and I couldn't kill him in an instant...

A strong sense of shame made Arjuna abandon his previous hesitation, and he gently placed his fingers on the bowstring.

"I have won, Karna."

However, in that very instant—

Just as Arjuna was about to shoot the arrow that would decide Karna's Fate, Arjuna saw Karna smile.

Why, Karna, why are you still smiling? You're about to die, why are you smiling in this situation?

In an instant, a host of questions flooded Arjuna's mind: Could what he had done be called a victory, or was it not a defeat?

I felt no satisfaction, no joy of victory, not even the peace of mind that the battle was over. All I felt was endless emptiness. I was about to kill the powerless by despicable means.

But I have no regrets. Karna was always my nemesis, my archenemy; we were destined to fight each other...

"Karna, tell me, where are your armor and your Earrings?"

At this moment, Arjuna Karna's Golden Armor and Earrings, which he always wore, were nowhere to be seen.

Upon hearing this, Karna smiled, his face covered in blood, and looked up at the sky, offering no response to Arjuna's question.

Before the battle, Karna encountered a Brahmin who asked for his armor and Earrings. Because of a vow he had made long ago, Karna gave him the armor that was part of his own Flesh.

The armor and earrings were covered in flesh and blood, the scattered red obscuring the precious gold, as if coated with a heavy curse. Karna offered his own flesh and blood to the Brahmin, his weak body trembling slightly as if enduring excruciating pain.

"... In return, I will bestow upon you the Unfailing Spear, God-Slaying Spear that even the gods cannot evade, but it can only strike once."

The Brahmin, or rather, the disguised Heavenly Emperor Indra, turned and left without a second thought.

Today is the seventeenth day of the Kuru war. Bhishma, the most virtuous patriarch of both the Pandavas and the Kuru, was seriously injured and left the battlefield. Drona, due to Krishna's scheme, mistakenly believed that his child, Mash, was dead. In despair, the son of King Prasenajit, the brother of the Black Princess, took this opportunity to behead Drona.

Afterwards, the leader, Pandu, was no Duryodhana for the Pandavas, leading to the near annihilation of the Kuru army. Duryodhana himself had his legs broken by the Bhima and was on the verge of death. Meanwhile, Ashwatthama, who was grieving the death of his father, disregarded the Dharma and launched a Pandu attack on the Pandavas' camp at night, killing Dhrishtadyumna and the entire Pandu' army, as well as the five sons of the Draupadi. Only the five brothers of the Yudhishthira Warriors and Krishna were spared because they did not live in the camp.

This was the seventeenth day, and also the final battle between Karna and Arjuna, the last commanders of both sides. At this moment, the flat Kurukshetra was already a river of blood, with corpses everywhere. Hundreds of millions of people from the Eighteen Akshauhinis of the Pandu and the Kuru had been completely wiped out.

The remaining seven Pandu followed behind Arjuna.

The remaining three Kuru warriors followed behind Karna.

Returning to the present, Arjuna's momentary hesitation, unable to receive Karna's answer, instantly transformed into Wrath. He shattered the silence, and thunder roared forth, striking the pale figure standing motionless in the fire with the pride of a "divinely gifted hero."

But the arrow that was about to kill Karna was broken by an arrow shot from the other side.

Immediately afterward, when two figures appeared on the battlefield, all light and heat instantly ceased.

"You, you, it's impossible, you weren't already—"

Arjuna couldn't utter the word 'dead,' because the fact was already before him, and Krishna, his charioteer, was shaking his head, signaling him not to say anything more.

The visitor was none other than the incarnation that Kavia used to teach the Six Heretical Teachers, and the object of Arjuna's first despicable Desire. His talent far surpassed that of Ekalavya, and it was Ekalavya who easily broke the arrow that Arjuna shot.

The four of them stared at each other in silence, until it was finally ended by Krishna's laughter.

"Hahahaha, my friend, what do you desire?"

"It's time to end this."

Kavia responded in this way, and then spoke to the stunned Arjuna.

"Arjuna, you are a hero, but everyone has evil thoughts; that's only natural."

Upon hearing Arjuna immediately retorted Wrath:

"I grew up in a privileged environment! I respect goodness and hate evil. As a Warrior, I live with pride! An evil heart cannot exist! It should not exist!"

"Arjuna, on my way here, I saw Krishna in your heart, and he did everything in his power to stop me from coming."

"He's not here," Ekalavya said softly. "You should understand that the one who truly wants to kill Karna is yourself. Admit that."

"Yes, it's me--"

"There's no need to say it aloud."

Krishna looked at Arjuna beside him, "Once you utter these words, you will suffer an unspeakable curse."

Krishna was well aware of Arjuna's dual personality and Arjuna's earlier attempt to use Krishna's name to excuse his own evil thoughts. However, Krishna was also puzzled as to why the avatars of Kavia and Ekalavya had only arrived now.

If the goal was to prevent a major war and reduce casualties, wouldn't it have been better to have come from the start?

Is it too late to come now? Because everything has already come to an end.

My friend, so what if you found the variable of Ekalavya? It's too insignificant. It's true that only he could save Karna in this era, but what use is a guy who is seriously injured and about to die? Everything still proceeds correctly according to the 'Lila', and it can't be rewritten at all.

"It's irreversible, unavoidable, and beyond our control!"

Krishna smiled with delight.

Upon seeing this, Kavia's expression turned cold and frighteningly cruel.

"Fear is useless when dealing with that kind of thing, Krishna."

"No, no, my friend!"

You should know that those who disregard classic rules and act arbitrarily cannot achieve success and happiness, nor can they reach the Supreme Being goals.

Classics are guidelines that determine what you should and shouldn't do; knowing the rules of the classics enables you to act effectively in the world.

The words of Krishna came from his own Bhagavad Gita, and with Krishna's words, the heavens and earth changed.

Divinity and comforting India music emanated from all corners of the world, and countless emotions surged like vibrant colors across the dark and crimson battlefield.

Praise me, for I am the Amrita, the eternal Brahma, the eternal Dharma, and the ultimate bliss!

In Kavia's observation, countless rays of light could be seen constantly rising from the battlefield; they were flashes of light surging from the souls of men.

The sublime colors flowed around Krishna in ever-changing ways, merging with Krishna in the next instant.