You Can't Grasp It, Well Done (Seeking Follow-ups! Seeking Monthly Votes!)

"The demon Halahala is endangering the world!"

"I curse him, that once he leaves the Great God's neck, his wisdom will be annihilated, and his body will split into the poison of the immobile and the mobile, merging into all things, and he will no longer be able to sustain life."

Brahma spoke.

His voice echoed throughout the entire world, in all directions, reaching everywhere. The Heavenly Realm, the earthly realm, and the human realm all resonated with this curse.

For a moment, in the world.

Animals and plants that originally carried potent poisons all felt this curse.

Dashra, one of the Ashvins, nodded slightly and explained, "The poison of the mobile is the poison of animals, and the poison of the immobile is the poison of plants. This way, even if Halahala leaves the Great God's throat, he will merge into the world's poisons."

Halahala had already entered the Great God's throat, and there was basically no possibility of it coming out.

This curse was useless now.

But since Brahma had made a move, the gods all clasped their hands together and once again praised the Supreme Lord Brahma.

"Praise the Supreme Lord Brahma!"

"Praise the Supreme Lord Brahma!"

Brahma's lips curved upwards, showing a satisfied expression, thoroughly enjoying this praise.

Swish! Swish!

Before long, amidst these many praises, Brahma and the Great God Shiva disappeared from this place. Vishnu looked with a smile towards the massive whirlpool churned up by Mandara Mountain.

At this moment, Indra's heart stirred.

This curse...

His divine armor had absorbed quite a bit of Halahala. Wouldn't it be scattered by this curse as well!

Indra quickly lowered his head and looked at his Golden Solar God Armor.

The divine armor still shone brilliantly.

He quickly activated his divine power, and strands of blue-green light appeared, encircling the Golden Solar God Armor. As they flickered, they resembled small suns, illuminating all directions.

"Ah! It hurts so much!"

"Devraj, stop! Stop!"

"It hurts! It hurts! This light is so painful!"

Shouts of pain and surprise erupted from the surrounding gods.

Indra quickly withdrew his divine power, and the blue-green radiance on the divine armor disappeared.

He glanced at the divine armor, then swept his gaze over the surrounding gods, who were filled with fear.

"The poison of Halahala is truly terrifying!"

"This poisonous light is just like that demon! The light of the venom itself causes intense pain just by shining on you!"

"Fortunately, that demon has already been captured by the Great God!"

The gods huddled together, looking at the divine armor with disbelief, fear, and unease. The radiance of Halahala caused them pain just by looking at it; they couldn't imagine what would happen if they touched it.

Especially Surya.

His head was spinning, and as he looked at the sun patterns on the divine armor, he felt as if the suns depicted had turned blue.

Indra's eyes gleamed; he was somewhat excited.

The effect of this divine armor was surprisingly good!

"It seems the poison of Halahala within this divine armor is still here."

"That's right!"

"The creator god Brahma cursed the demon Halahala, what does that have to do with the Halahala in my divine armor!"

Indra thought to himself.

With a thought, the divine armor immediately transformed into a golden light and landed on him, re-equipping itself.

Rumble!

The whirlpool that had churned out Halahala had not stopped. Instead, it spun violently at this moment, and a ray of golden light shot out, piercing straight into the sky.

"The final Amrita!"

"It's out!"

Vishnu's gaze turned towards the Ocean of Milk. He saw that within the dark and viscous great whirlpool of the Ocean of Milk, jars emitting golden light were slowly floating out along the beam of light from the vortex, rising into the air.

All the gods and Asuras, all eyes were focused on this Amrita.

A strange atmosphere pervaded the Ocean of Milk.

"The Amrita is out!"

At this moment, someone shouted loudly.

All the gods and demons on the Ocean of Milk stirred at once, rushing towards the jar containing Amrita.

Vishnu took a step forward, traversing countless voids, and appeared before Amrita.

Another terrifying figure, with eyes radiating golden light, had also appeared. Its massive body stirred up rolling winds and clouds, its roar shaking like thunder, and its dark, oppressive form obscured the entire Mandara Mountain.

"Protector of the Worlds!"

"According to our agreement, this Amrita is ours!"

Golden-Eyed roared, anger and unwillingness surfacing on his face. He reached out, intending to snatch the jar of Amrita.

"No! Halahala was churned out by you, and it rightfully belongs to you, but you failed to grasp it!"

"Amrita should belong to all the gods!"

Vishnu said with a smile.

According to the agreement, Halahala was churned out by the Asuras and should have belonged to them, but Golden-Eyed had fled at that time. The subsequent Amrita naturally belonged to the gods.

Hearing this, Golden-Eyed instantly became enraged. He became like a madman, his black hair flying wildly, his terrifying aura stirring up massive waves on the Ocean of Milk, black waves surging into the sky.

Failed to grasp it?!

Was this a problem of the Ocean of Milk being too deep for him to grasp?

This was clearly the fault of this Protector of the Worlds!

"You lied to me!"

"It was you!"

Golden-Eyed roared in anger and lunged forward with a punch.

Vishnu slightly hooked his hand, and from his finger, the Chakravyuha flew out, spinning and blocking the punch.

He frowned slightly.

Golden-Eyed was not easy to deal with. Even if he manifested his boar avatar, it would likely take a fierce battle of a thousand years to defeat Golden-Eyed. Moreover, with so many gods present, the aftermath of the battle could spread too widely. Manifesting an avatar now was not appropriate.

At this moment, the gods had already rushed towards Amrita.

Indra was behind the gods, leading a large group of Gandharvas, and did not fly too far forward.

After all, getting too close to Amrita would be too conspicuous, inevitably attracting the encirclement and suppression of many Asuras, and he might even get hit by Golden-Eyed.

Swish!

Indra watched as Vayu, the god of wind, who was at the forefront of the gods, approached Amrita.

Vayu reached out, about to grab the jar of Amrita, but at this crucial moment, his body suddenly stiffened.

What!

Vayu suddenly looked down and saw that within his shadow, an Asura woman with enchanting and unparalleled beauty appeared. Her slender waist bore fruitful branches, and her full curves rippled, making one dizzy.

The Asura woman, Simhika, curled her lips slightly, sticking out her pink tongue to lick her moist lips alluringly.

Her fair arm reached out, tightly gripping Vayu's wrist within the shadow. With the shadow pulling, Vayu was instantly thrown back.

"Hee hee~"

Simhika chuckled, then swish, she rushed out, picked up the jar of Amrita, and flew towards the Asura army.

"Hahaha! Simhika!"

"You did well! You did so well!"

The Asura general, Vipralambha, threw his head back and laughed heartily.

Amrita was in their hands!

He hadn't expected his wife to approach the jar of Amrita so silently. Moreover, his wife, Simhika, possessed the blessing of shadow control, and under the control of shadows, even the gods could not move.

"Mother! That's great!"

Rahu, among the Asura army,'s eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists excitedly.

Whoosh!

Simhika flew directly towards the Asura army.

Seeing Simhika about to charge into their ranks, the Protector of the Worlds, Vishnu, sent out the Chakravyuha from his hand, forcing Golden-Eyed back. Then, a golden light flashed in Vishnu's eyes, and a beam of golden light silently materialized within the Asura army.

Swish!

A beautiful woman appeared soon after.