Chapter 407

The Narayana Weapon has the effect of "it will not return unless the enemy is killed. There is no one it cannot kill." In the Mahabharata, Arjuna's teacher Drona received this blessing by making offerings to it.

Judging from the power they displayed, Rama seemed to be in the superior position at this moment, because the sea of arrows he shot out was behind him, and he was surrounded by armor radiating divine power. No matter how you look at it, Krishna was just sitting in front of the giant Kalpavriksha.

"Bharata's Aspected God are indeed very ancient, and quite impressive..."

The Tezcatlipoca, who had been watching the scene unfold, adjusted his sunglasses and smiled slightly. "It's a pity, that's a power that doesn't belong to Earth, Rama. If Krishna hadn't willingly given it up, you wouldn't have had it so easy."

Indeed, as the Tezcatlipoca says, if Krishna had not accepted the concept of Bodhisattva, Rama would not have been able to achieve the unity of the three gods so easily. After all, Krishna, as an emanation of Vishnu, had an influence that even surpassed that of Vishnu himself.

At this moment, Krishna silent in the face of Rama's attack, merely pointing his index finger at him.

Then, a Leaf fell from the Kalpavriksha, and a faint yet completely out of place light appeared in the sky above Washington, a thin line shimmering with Divinity golden light.

It fell like a raindrop, instantly annihilating the previously overwhelming offensive. Not only that, it continued its charge towards Rama as if passing through an empty field. Even if Rama ran through the air at his previous speed, he could not dodge it, as if it were an automatically tracking cannonball.

"Why? Aren't Rama and Krishna different emanations of the same god? Why did it have to come to this?"

Amidst the stinging tension, Mash Ritsuka nearby, asked a question.

"Due to the deviation, Chaldea's Master, Ritsuka Fujimaru."

The Tezcatlipoca's gaze suddenly shifted to Ritsuka and Mash beside him. "In Ancient India, Vishnu was the protector, but protection does not equate to justice. As a protector, he would harm his own followers for the sake of the world, and then calmly accept the curse as punishment, thus propelling the next historical event forward. The so-called Aspected God is both the master of the world and a pawn."

Then, the Tezcatlipoca asked Ritsuka Fujimaru again.

"Ritsuka Fujimaru, who do you think represents the divine side of these two people, and who represents the human side?"

Ritsuka remained silent for a few seconds after that.

"... I don't know them very well, so I can't make any judgments based solely on what I see now."

"That's a good answer. She's so much better than my troublesome younger sister."

Tezcatlipoca nodded.

"Krishna is divine, yet he displays humanity. From the beginning, he knew the fate of everyone in the Mahabharata, the grand war orchestrated by the India Brahman, who designed such a harsh path for his own reincarnation for the sake of all beings. Having become Krishna, he also used himself as a pawn for the sake of all beings, walking this lonely path without batting an eye. What could be more tragic and resolute than this?"

The topic of Fate has always been a difficult concept to describe, whether in the Age of Gods or in modern times; it can even be called original sin.

Many stories themselves begin with conjectures about this concept.

"Rama, though human, displayed divinity; he was an ideal hero, and thus, in accordance with people's ideals, he banished his pregnant wife."

"That's true..."

Hearing the words of the Tezcatlipoca on the other side, Ganesha couldn't help but smile. "That's right, that's why my grandfather's Wrath contained a part of Vishnu, as well as Krishna and Rama."

In response, Ritsuka asked, puzzled:

"By the way, Ganesha, aren't you going to try to talk them out of this situation?"

"Let them go, anyway, it's all over."

Ganesha shrugged slightly. "Actually, Krishna and Rama were both on the same 'right' path, but they argued because they simply didn't like each other. That's all."

"Just think of it as venting, after all, Krishna has never seen Rama, he only knows about him."

Jalandhara glanced at the disheveled Rama who was being chased, "If it were me, I would also want to give Rama a good beating, even though I know he has his reasons, I still couldn't help it."

"Me too."

Vritra nodded in deep agreement.

While the group was discussing, ORT, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up:

"In the past, those who sought happiness for all beings had to wield a sharp sword; to obtain happiness without resorting to Violence... this was extremely difficult."

Unlike the others who nodded, unaware of his true identity, Tezcatlipoca's lips curled into a subtle smile.

After all, this is ORT!

How could ORT say something like that?

A poignant orchestral melody seemed to resonate within Tezcatlipoca's chest. So even Star Eater could have such insights? How did his Fifth Sun manage to achieve this?

That's incredible.

In fact, this wasn't really ORT's insight, but rather the result of her own understanding on the Sun, and her powerful computing ability, forcibly aligning her perception of '4.6 billion years' with Novia's '4.6 billion years,' and then receiving this insight from Novia —a result derived from his own understanding.

"There will always be someone who creates happiness for future generations, a happiness where they no longer have to fear the darkness. Humanity itself is constantly moving forward in this way. Leaving aside the world-famous or obscure heroic stories, there will always be someone who leaves something for the world—"

"The simple, uninteresting passion to 'bring happiness to strangers'."

The words of the cold and aloof blonde-green-haired girl shattered Tlaloc's previous perception of her.

She really does have the same personality as Novia... This is putting a lot of pressure on me.

"If it's truly outstanding, even if only for a period of time..."

Tezcatlipoca, who had been listening nearby, placed her finger on her chin and nodded. "I also acknowledge who you are now."

"That's not my word."

The girl, in the guise of the Star Eater, had a bright gleam in her eyes as she placed her hand on her chest. "It's mine..."

Then she fell silent, refusing to speak no matter how many questions people nearby asked her.

Tezcatlipoca and Tlaloc can be roughly guessed, and if nothing unexpected happens, it's Novia. As for Ganesha's smiling happily to the side, if he knew who it was, he'd probably tell ORT to stop saying things that would affect his grandparents' family relationship.

As they were talking, facing an unavoidable attack, Rama finally had nowhere to run. He sighed slightly, preparing to face defeat.

However, in an instant, the entire environment changed, turning into pure dark smoke.

Even Krishna's Kalpavriksha quickly dissipated; judging from his own reaction, it was probably a conceptual dissipation.

While the people from the Americas were still puzzled, the people in the India Faction were already ashen-faced; they were well aware of this reaction.

Soon, the dark smoke dissipated into a hazy form, revealing a purple-skinned woman draped in a cloak. She held Krishna in one hand and Rama in the other, lifting him like a chick before ruthlessly tossing him aside.

Destroy, look up at the sky.

Destroy it, look up at the sky.

Then, quietly, peacefully, suddenly, it will fall.

"--Don't worry, I won't escape before my husband finishes his Wrath, hehehehe!"

Stirring up a storm, Wrath of eight hands.

His gaze swept across the ground, his eyes as sharp as blades.

Looking up at Ganesha, he called out that name.

"... Grandma Kali!"

To the Indian Pantheon, Kali is more terrifying than the stern Durga, for he is, after all, the Wrath of Wrath.

"Is this what your Indian Pantheon Great Goddess like?"

Clear his Tezcatlipoca and remove his sunglasses.

Wait, isn't this a bit insane? This is the first time I've seen a pantheon of gods look like this?

"I... I don't know why Grandma Durga would let Grandma Kali appear..."

Ganesha answered Tezcatlipoca's question with trepidation; judging from her trembling, it wouldn't be unreasonable to say that she might run away at any moment.

Apart from Ganesha, the reactions of the India Faction Servant generally similar. The one who showed the most fear was Vritra, who knelt on the ground and clasped her hands together in front of Kali in the sky without even raising her head.

"No, that's enough. The First Sun in a foreign land, perhaps we'll meet again someday—"

"Babble!"

Ganesha, who was about to run away, suddenly stopped, because the arms that suddenly appeared in various parts of her body caused the girl's pupils to shrink instantly and her to tremble involuntarily.

Grandma Kali is here... Father, save me! If all else fails, call Mom! Grandpa, come quick, everyone is waiting for you to save them...

"Don't run away, Ganesha... let me touch you..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Ganesha chuckled awkwardly twice. "Well, it's been a long time, Grandma Kali— "

"What are you calling me?"

Oh no, I said the wrong thing.

Since the last time Ganesha saw Kali was the last time, he forgot in his panic that Kali didn't like to add her name and only called her Grandmother. This was because she was very unhappy with Durga, Mohini, Kama, and adding their names would force her to accept it, so she refused to call them that.

However, what Ganesha experienced afterward was not the usual 'punishment'—that is, having eight hands twist her ears for a while before transforming back into Durga for a severe reprimand. Instead, she was pulled behind her, and Kali took a step forward, with all the terrified India Servant behind her.

"Will you be my enemy?"

Kali usually appears deranged, stares intently at ORT with a rare seriousness.

Neither he nor Durga could defeat them; no matter what they did, this distance wouldn't be enough to protect them.

Ahead lay a heavy, impending sense of impending death, as if it would crush my heart.

Destroy.

Kali actually quite liked the people of India because they all had the scent of a husband, a very fragrant scent, which she liked. However, as soon as she got close to them, they would run away because they were afraid of her, so Kali was actually quite Sorrow about this.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have abandoned the time Durga allowed her to appear during, and instead returned to her body to sulk after being feared by Ganesha in the past.

Even so, facing an 'invincible enemy,' Kali still wanted to protect those behind her.

However, since ORT had remained silent for the previous reasons, Kali took this as a tacit agreement, but she did not act immediately, only continuing to express her meaning.

"I am here, watching; I will shred; I will devour; I will triumph, and triumph again; I am merely a butcher, killing..."

"Um?"

ORT reacted immediately to that word—'kill'.

Therefore, he began to scan the woman in front of him, and unsurprisingly, he detected an emotion that seemed to be similar to Novia's.

"What brings you here to kill me?"

"Because, what I love is blood, and slaughter, and... Kavia... my husband..."

Although Kali seems insane and talks about killing and death all the time, she actually has the same personality as Durga, just a bit dull. Like now, she's fiddling with ORT's eight arms.

"I really like the 'Sun' with him in it, because it's beautiful."

Boiling emotions continued to push aside ORT's still-cold rational judgment, "My husband, Favia."

"Oh, ah."

Upon hearing this, Kali didn't know what to say and could only utter two dry sounds.

I don't know what happened, but they don't seem to be enemies. If they're not enemies... then they're friends.

Immediately afterwards, ORT and Kali stared at each other, as if in a game, whoever didn't start first would lose.

"It's unbelievable that Grandma Kali would be so docile one day..."

Ganesha looked at Kali with surprise, then turned to face the India and said seriously, "Alright, now that everything is over, the Crowd should leave."

Having already seen Kavia's Jalandhara and his Servant led by Vritra, they naturally agreed.

Of course, there were also Servant hadn't seen it before, and therefore quietly objected.

"Where's the promised God Ganesha? Are you guys lying to me?!"

"Nonsense, am I doing this for your own good? Look at the mess you've all made! Even though Krishna is taking responsibility for you, you've still done it, haven't you? I'm just glad Grandpa didn't kill you all first. Maybe that's why Grandma Kali ran away!"

At this point, Ganesha pointed to Andhaka among the Servant, making him a prime example.

"Yes, and you too. Don't hide, you good-for-nothing Andhaka. I don't know what you were thinking back then, actually letting Mom and Grandpa... Sigh, Father was still lenient. If it were me, I would have made you repent for a million years first."

"No, stop scolding me, little sister..."

With her eyes bandaged, Andhaka was speechless upon hearing this. "That's because I was too young before. I'm much more mature now, don't you think, little sister..."

Subsequently, with Andhaka as their representative, those who had previously opposed Ganesha also left one by one.

As for Kali, Ganesha really didn't dare to speak, so before leaving, she pulled Ritsuka and held her hands.

"Until fate allows, Master of Chaldea. Also—"

The brown-haired girl leaned close to Ritsuka's ear.

"My grandfather's safety in Chaldea is entrusted to you! Therefore, I bless you, Ritsuka Fujimaru, may you always be healthy."

After he finished speaking, Ganesha also vanished, turning into blue photons.

"Forehead..."