Chapter 397

Actually, he hadn't initially intended to use Pistol, thinking that Od would suffice to stop it. However, at that moment, for some reason, perhaps due to the 'mountain' aura emanating from the Jaguar Man Mask, a Pistol appeared out of thin air in his hand. So Novia used it casually, and judging from the results, the accuracy of the shot was undoubtedly much better than that of the real First Sun.

"As expected, the Americas god is here! I'll devour you right now!"

Vritra did not stop her attack despite being interrupted. She slammed her feet into the ground, accelerating her Od, and charged towards Novia like a blue-black arrow. She grabbed Novia's shoulders tightly with both hands, trying to lift him up.

But it couldn't be lifted, it was impossible to lift it at all, it was as if it were trying to lift something with a mass far beyond imagination.

This guy isn't your average the Americas god; he's a so-called 'Sun' like that black-haired woman from before...

Vritra realized this instantly, and then belatedly noticed the scent on his body.

Strange? This taste...

The place they arrived at, following the scent, was in western the Americas, a region that had not yet been occupied.

What exactly happened?

The familiar aura he thought he knew seemed to be emanating from this Deity wearing the Jaguar Man Mask... How could that be?!

Vritra believed she could never possibly know any the Americas gods, nor could she possibly betray them under such circumstances as Rama. Yet, she somehow smelled a familiar scent on one of the Americas gods? How could that be!

I am the gatekeeper of the Himalayas, and I actually mistook a 'mountain'?! This is an utter disgrace to my master! I want to die, I really want to die, I'm so sorry to my master and Mistress...

The yellow-haired Asuras King didn't think it could be someone he knew. He just felt that he had probably mistaken the 'mountain' because the 'mountain' aura on the Jaguar Man Mask was too strong, belonging to the Americas. Moreover, upon closer inspection, he realized that it was completely different from the Himalayas Mountains.

Furthermore, the deal between Krishna and the Tezcatlipoca was an affair known only to the two of them; the rest of the India Faction was unaware of it.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am Tezcatlipoca, the First Sun of the Americas."

Faced with Novia's words, Vritra gritted her teeth and unleashed astonishing Od. Her hands, which had been resting on Novia's shoulders, continued to exert force, and her long Dragon Tail burned with eerie blue flames.

"Shut up! I don't recognize you the Americas Sun. There can't be two suns in the sky; in my heart, there is only one Sun —my Lord!"

"That's true, after all, the pantheons of the Americas and India are completely different."

Novia nodded, then, as if remembering something, he raised the Pistol in his hand, and Vritra reflexively jumped back.

Seeing this, Novia waved her hand. "Alright, if there's nothing else, let's call a truce for tonight."

"... Kill me..."

"Um?"

Novia looked at Vritra, who was gripping the Trident tightly. "If you have something to say, say it clearly."

After a few seconds of humiliating silence, Vritra, glancing at Rama, said:

"I will never betray you. Kill me or torture me as you please, I will never lay down my arms no matter what, unless you kill me."

Vritra was certain that he had stumbled into a den of thieves. Putting aside Rama, the traitor, he knew he couldn't possibly defeat this so-called First Sun. Rather than fleeing in disgrace and being ridiculed by the Jalandhara, he'd rather die here.

Rama, who had been glanced at by Vritra, naturally understood her thoughts, but the Righteous King was now in a predicament he couldn't explain.

After all, the Crowd in the East is united and working together, but you ran to the other side. This is no ordinary traitor, and we must strike hard.

Of course, even with such a loyal follower as Vritra, Novia, disguised as the First Sun, still had a way to deal with him. He said earnestly:

"Churning the Ocean of Milk, Indra, Vritra..."

Rama and Vritra, being Indian Pantheon, were puzzled by his sudden revelation of this well-known myth, given that Vritra and Indra were the leaders of the Deva and Asura at the time.

But what happened next left Vritra dumbfounded.

"Tvashtar, and Kama."

Rama was familiar with these two names, as one was the god of craftsmen, and the other was the Love God, deeply connected to Kavia and now imprisoned by Durga in the Himalayas Mountains. However, for Vritra, it was more than that...

Because only four people knew that she and Tvashtar had used Love God's Bow and Arrow to lure Indra to the Underworld Realm in an attempt to kill him!

Indra, Tvashtar, myself, and my Lord Kasyapa.

But this event wasn't recorded and passed down to later generations, so how did this guy know about it? Could it be that even that fool Indra betrayed them?

"Actually, I came here on a mission. Now you should understand, right, Vritra?"

"What?"

Vritra instinctively took a step back.

She naturally understood what the First Sun meant: he had come at the master's request?

This doesn't make sense. The master shouldn't exist anymore, after all, it's been like this for so many years, otherwise the Crowd wouldn't obey Krishna's orders. And given the master's personality, why wouldn't the Mistress be gone...? Is this guy lying to me?

The yellow-haired Asuras King's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his golden pupils became somewhat terrifying.

"You bastard--"

"In truth, you are the best Asura in your Lord's heart. Yes, in the heart of the invincible and noble, the Perfected One in this Universe, the ever-smiling and ever-witnessing Lord of the Himalayas, Vritra of the Boundary-Sealing Dragon is indeed like that."

"Ugh--"

Despite taking a deep breath to calm himself down and suppress his voice, Vritra's tail still bounced gently like a puppy's as he couldn't help but beam with joy.

'Vritra is the strongest Asura in Kavia's heart.'

This event is recorded in the story of Vishnu being forced to accept the prayers of five maidens because of Lakshmi's spite. Shesha came to seek help from Kavia and was blocked at the door by Vritra. The introduction was also given by Vritra.

But.

Well, since the blond man in front of her had said beforehand that he was entrusted by his 'master', Vritra felt as if her master had spoken to her personally. In short, she was very happy. As Asura, Vritra was quite simple-minded. After becoming the gatekeeper of the Himalayas, she felt that this was what she was born for.

Indeed, if not properly managed, this Asuras King would also have died after the churning of the Ocean of Milk. Therefore, from this perspective, Vritra's Fate was indeed altered by Kavia. Of course, this was also because her Fate was not particularly important in Brahma; she was merely an Asuras King.

Seeing Vritra like this, Rama breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he didn't want to attack Vritra, nor did he want the First Sun to make a move, so this was all the better.

Then he looked at Novia and thought:

As expected of the capricious First Sun of the Americas, he managed to so easily make Vritra abandon her fighting spirit. He really knows how to talk... no, he's truly remarkable... It seems I'll have to carefully discern what he says from now on.

After calming down, Vritra still stared at Novia suspiciously:

"How did you get in touch with my Lord? According to Krishna be impossible? Could it be that he deceived us and the Mistress?"

"This is a long story..."

Novial looked at Vritra earnestly, "However, Krishna's actions were not deception, but rather an action taken with the highest probability."

The reason Krishna went to the Americas to cause trouble is unsurprisingly because the two situations are similar.

Because throughout the four Sun Era, the Americas were built upon the corpse of the Water Monster Cipactli, the rules of Sacrifice bound the ancient the Americas world. Later, the Fifth Sun, Favia, completely ended this rule, breaking it and establishing a new Fifth Sun Era.

Isn't this similar to the Indian Pantheon? The Supreme Brahman corresponds to the Water Monster Cipactli, and the Fifth Sun corresponds to the Lord of the Himalayas. Krishna must have taken this into consideration when implementing his plan, and he also used this to persuade Durga to cooperate with him, which led to a great war between the two pantheons.

It's safe to say there's a very high probability of it happening, but ultimately we'll have to wait and see if it succeeds...

At this moment, the only one who knows that Kavia is still alive is probably Kama. She herself is probably thinking, 'Where did Kavia go?' or simply doesn't want to tell Durga. In any case, she hasn't come to the Singularity or told the India this information.

"Isn't there a loophole in what you're saying? If my Lord were here, how could he not come out and not contact the Mistress immediately, but instead contact you, Deity from another land, and even entrust you with this task? No matter how you look at it, this doesn't make sense."

Novia's gaze turned serious as she stared at Vritra through the Jaguar Man Mask.

"This is wrong."

He did not answer Vritra's question directly, but it seemed as if he had already answered it.

Upon hearing this, Vritra rested his chin on his hand, gazing into the distance as if in utter helplessness.

"... Actually, I understand. Hmm, if even Asura like me understands, then everyone else must have understood long ago."

The Blonde Girl sighed, "After being summoned here, facing us like this, that guy Krishna told us that whether this matter succeeds or fails, he would take full responsibility. Damn it! If that's the case, how can we give up halfway? We've already made a mistake, so what?"

"... ah?"

After listening for a while, Rama asked in confusion, "Did Krishna say such a thing?"

"Of course, but Rama, you arrived very late, and that guy already disliked you, so he probably guessed you would become a traitor, and that's why he didn't tell you."

Vritra crossed his arms. "Actually, I'm also quite annoyed with you, and maybe the Mistress is secretly annoyed with you too."

Upon hearing this, Rama was speechless and could only manage a forced smile, for Vritra's displeasure was not without reason...

Seeing the two of them like this, Novia couldn't help but laugh:

"Hmm, I really miss those days."

After he said that, the two of them looked at each other with questions.

Novia offered no explanation, but simply touched the Pistol in her hand and continued smiling as she spoke:

"This is quite normal, but please rest assured, Rama, you understand, don't you? Within that 'Wrath,' there is a part that belongs to you."

Chapter 426 ORT: When you meet the Sun, you'll conquer Sun.

"The recent offensive from India is acting rather strangely..."

Bright sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the desk. Behind the spread-out documents lay piles of status updates and requests from all over the Americas.

Tlaloc adjusted his sunglasses and began to carefully examine the documents.

After all, when the Fifth Sun Era arrived, although she lost the power of the Left-Fanged Bird and the Rain God in the Tenochtitlan Temple and had to return to the inner side, she still helped the Aztec Empire deal with the Spaniards before the final time came.

As for her timely appearance hundreds of years later after Favia defeated ORT, it was because Favia had used the Moon Lake, a 'Human Order' convergence point located on the surface but sharing the same Leyline as the Inner Sea of Stars, to become Imitation Sun. This is because the Black-Haired Girl was, in a sense, the Moon Lake itself.

"Geronimo has been gone south for several days without a reply. Could something have gone wrong? That shouldn't be the case. With Coti's child there, the gods of North America should be able to detect something amiss. Besides, that's Maya territory, Tenochtitlan is still standing, able to provide power..."

Tlaloc pondered for a moment, his eyes narrowing again behind his sunglasses, the hems of his black trousers swaying slightly.

"Something must have gotten in the way."

The confidence of the first president of the Americas, the Sun King, was justified. After all, the area Geronimo traveled to was extremely close to South America, roughly within the territory of the Aztec Empire under Favia's leadership. It was one of the most fortified areas within the current the Americas Union, given the presence of the Moon Lake, making it difficult for ordinary India to penetrate.

"Sigh, I hope nothing bad happens to Beowulf and the bear in the north..."

Tlaloc sighed slightly.

After all Coti Coyote seriously injured by a group of India working together, which made her very worried. Besides that, the most important thing was that she couldn't beat that blue-skinned India, who she later learned was named Krishna apparently had a very high status in India and was considered the leader of the India Faction.

Thinking of this, the Black-Haired Girl couldn't help but look at the green-haired girl sitting motionless in the presidential seat, letting the warm sunlight shine on her, who seemed to be Second Sun.

The girl remained motionless, simply clutching the small model of the Sun tightly in her hand.

However, Tlaloc also understood that it was not a simple model, because when she looked closely, she saw that it was covered with tiny text and data, enough to make one's eyes glaze over with just a glance.

The small model lists information about Earth's influence from the Sun at various times, including the characteristics, content, land quality, environmental scope, regional impact, and historical influence of various countries and cultures worldwide during many eras. It even includes comparative information, as well as information and data on the ocean, air, Forest, and more... It gives you the feeling of scanning Earth from the Sun's perspective.

Well, theoretically, this small Sun model couldn't possibly contain so much information, but considering that this girl is very likely the Second Sun herself, who was driven away by her brother, the First Sun Second Sun, it seems like nothing is impossible.

She looked down at the profile of the Sun model, and to Tlaloc, it was the same expression she always had—staring intently at the model.

Tlaloc was puzzled again. According to mythology, the Second Sun shouldn't be a god with this kind of personality; he should be quite lively and enthusiastic, and would surely have a very good conversation with Favia, the so-called messenger of the Quetzalcoatl.

However, the green-blonde girl's personality was clearly worlds apart.

"I'm saying, if you and I just rushed to Washington and carried out a decapitation strike on Krishna, this Singularity should be over quickly, right?"

The girl didn't look up, but continued to look at the Sun model, though her voice still came out, even though she didn't open her mouth.

"I am Feathered Serpent Quetzalcoatl, or the Wind God Kukulkan."

"For the glory of the Americas god."

"Yes, yes, I understand..."

Tlaloc adjusted his sunglasses. "But if you're like this now, why did you come to save me in the first place?"

Having spent time with this 'Second Sun', Tlaloc couldn't see her as someone who would actively save people; she seemed like the type who would 'mind her own business.' Therefore, the fact that she had saved him was quite complicated.

Could it be that he was commissioned by someone? If so, who could it be? Someone capable of summoning the Second Sun? Could it be Favia?

Tlaloc thought to himself, puzzled.

On the other hand, she also understood that it was fortunate the Second Sun that appeared had this quiet and reserved nature; if it had appeared as in the myths, she would most likely have argued with it...

For the Moon Lake, who are on the side of the Tezcatlipoca, the Second Sun has never done anything good. In Teotihuacan, it caused factional disputes with the god Tlaloc, and in Nahui Ocelotl, it hindered the Tezcatlipoca. It even cunningly stole all the popularity from the First Sun.

And even the Maize came from that guy... After what Maya did, it's unbearable...

In response to this question, Miss 'Second Sun' remained silent, simply holding the Sun model in one hand and patting it with the other.

"... Um?"

This was the first time Tlaloc had ever seen the 'Second Sun' treat its precious Sun model like this, never letting it out of its sight. And she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that while doing this, the 'Second Sun' seemed to have its heart being squeezed tightly, and its body shrank slightly.

Because the illusion was so déjà vu, Tlaloc couldn't help but turn his face to one side.