A human face, a Rakshasa heart

"Tsk, we've been tricked. This bastard never intended to fight us fairly from the start. What kind of Kshatriya is this? Only one side has to bear the consequences of death. There's no fairness in this kind of battle."

"Kama said angrily," he said. "Obviously, Yao Lian would never allow the two of them to appear on the same battlefield at the same time. In other words, from the very beginning, Yao Lian had no chance of losing."

Moreover, Bai Mo had previously trapped him with Magnetic Field Heavenly Lock, but this guy strangely broke free. It's likely that at that time, he escaped by committing suicide.

"And that's not all, Kama Yao Lian! The arena that Yaren built is essentially an altar, and he has no doubt that he intends to sacrifice you all there!"

He must be hiding another Yao Lian, and your blood, the moment it touches the floor, could become a sacrifice to the God of Great Terror. I cannot watch you perish here like this. There is no time to lose; please leave with me and get out of Rajagriha.

This approach won't work. Please leave, form an alliance with Hastinapura and Dvaraka, and bring your army and powerful warriors to defeat the Yao Lian through war.

"Jara said worriedly, while Bai Mo frowned slightly and said, " Jara, you are the one who connected the two halves of the Yao Lian Chain. Is there any connection between the two bodies of the Yao Lian, even if it's just a tiny bit?"

Upon hearing Bai Mo's question, Jara paused slightly before replying, "Speaking of connection... there is one. I can tell you the method to link them, but this..."

"That's enough." Bai Mo's face was full of confidence.

Kama, standing to the side, looked at Bai Mo with a subtle smile, his mouth pursed like a cat's, and teased, "Looks like you're confident?"

"Yes, since there's a connection, I can find him no matter how far away he is. As long as the connection exists, I can find a way to locate him. Blindly pursuing invincibility might not bring him the smile of victory in the end."

Jara was slightly taken aback, clearly unsure of where Bai Mo's confidence came from, while Kama had already guessed Bai Mo's thoughts, and she smiled sweetly:

"So, I'm your goddess of victory? Would you like me to smile at you?"

Aren't you Cupid?

"Tsk, as if anyone wants to be the god of love. If the Holy Grail could free me from this duty, I would definitely join the Holy Grail War overnight."

Seeing that Kama and Bai Mo had even started chatting, Jara could only watch them with skepticism. Then, she said she would prepare a backup plan for escape and left.

Kama reached out and gently stroked the wall, which was radiating light under the protection of the God of Great Terror. Kama murmured, "A sacrifice... Hehehe, it'll probably be quite interesting. I wonder what that guy's expression will be when he accepts this sacrifice."

The next day, Bai Mo went directly to the sacrificial site. Although it looked like a fighting arena, a closer look at the surrounding walls and layout revealed that they were covered with dense scriptures.

The surrounding area was filled with Rakshasa, who had clearly unleashed their bloodthirsty nature in this battle.

"Hurry up, I want to see rivers of blood."

The group of Rakshasa above were clearly impatient. Bai Mo and Gamo, who was standing on the outer wall of the arena and maintaining his spiritual form, met each other's eyes, and then Kama walked onto the arena covered with yellow sand.

A loud bang came from the sky, and a figure fell into the yellow sand like a boulder thrown by a catapult, kicking up a cloud of dust. Yao Lian was bare-chested, his body covered with muscles and veins like old tree roots.

"This battlefield is more worthy of me, human. Where is your master? I haven't seen her."

Yao Lian said coldly, and Bai Mo saw that Yao Lian cared so much about Kama, and that the protection of the God of Great Terror in the city wall seemed to have some intelligence, so he was even more convinced that Yao Lian must have sensed something and had some ideas about Kama.

"You haven't even had the appetizer yet, and you're already thinking about the main course? It's like you've built these layers of walls, wanting challengers to prove their worth. Now, it's your turn to prove your worth."

Bai Mo spoke with a hint of mockery, while Yao Lian chuckled, then picked up a giant pillar from the field and swung it around like a child's twig.

Bai Mo, on the other hand, was in the Complete Realm, his strength flowing through his body like water. He caught the giant pillar and, using the power of the Yao Lian, used it against the demonic force, causing the giant pillar to unleash a powerful pulling force in his hand.

Yao Lian felt as if the giant pillar in his hand was suddenly thrashing about like a wild catfish that had just been caught. In an instant, the giant pillar slipped from his grasp, and Bai Mo swung it around behind him before the pillar lashed out at Yao Lian.

Yao Lian roared, and the power within his body erupted. Unlike the 650,000 horsepower he had seen before, his body now possessed a staggering 800,000 horsepower.

Of course, just as Bai Mo couldn't rely on the number of horses when facing those powerful warriors with 990,000 horses, there was no difference between 800,000 horses and Bai Mo's current 920,000 horses and 650,000 horses.

With a deafening crash, the giant pillar shattered, and Yao Lian's arm muscles, like tattered cloth, were ripped apart by the stone pillar. His eyes, devoid of any remaining contempt, coldly stared at Bai Mo and said:

"Who are you?"

Bai Mo withdrew the interference of the Magnetic Field Power, took off his hood, and wore a smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to be staring at a dead man.

Yao Lian stared at Bai Mo for a moment, then burst into laughter.

What are you laughing at?

"Hehehe, I'm laughing at you. You possess such power, yet you're willing to be a slave to a Rakshasa woman just to kill me. How can I not burst into laughter?"

I was originally planning to make you my last, but I never expected that someone with such power would be willing to become a slave for it?

"Soldier, why do you choose such a self-degrading way?"

Yao Lian laughed loudly, and then the Rakshasa on the stage also joined in the laughter. Bai Mo couldn't understand it, but to these guys, to this world with its extremely strict class system, Bai Mo's behavior was naturally utterly absurd.

"If you didn't hide behind the weak, things would be much simpler for me."

Bai Mo said coldly, and Yao Lian was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.

"Oh, you mean those human guards? Good heavens, what's wrong with you? Have you been bewitched by Kama and lost your mind? How can you care about those humans? You and I possess this divinely bestowed power, how can we care about these ants?"

"If I had known these humans would cause you so much trouble, I should have killed them sooner."

This guy has lost all humanity, Bai Mo mentally defined Yao Lian.

"These guys are unlucky to have run into someone like you. Have they become Rakshasa by associating with Rakshasa for too long?"

Yao Lian's laughter stopped, then he stretched his muscles and looked at Bai Mo with a cruel smile.

"Rakshasa? So what? Only after I obtained this power did I truly see the world from a higher perspective. What's wrong with Rakshasa? Aren't they just cannibals?"

In the whole world, what race can compare to humans when it comes to cannibalism? You've seen the Shudras and Vedics, haven't you? When humans eat each other, they are far more cruel than Rakshasa.

Rakshasa at least knew to give a quick death, while humans slowly tore off the flesh of their own kind, tormenting them for a lifetime.

After he finished speaking, scriptures began to appear on Yao Lian's body. At the same time, Magnetic Field Power surged, and a strange flame burned on Yao Lian's body.

This is a blessing from the God of Great Terror, a fire that burns away all obstacles.

Clearly, the Yao Lian before them was not the same one they had encountered in Hastinapura.

Yao Lian picked up a huge stick, four meters tall and as thick as a tree trunk. To an ordinary person, it would be nothing more than a pillar, but to Yao Lian, it was just right.

He revealed his stark white teeth, unlike the sharp fangs of Rakshasa, but they looked even more terrifying.

"Do you understand now? We are all people favored by power. This world is inherently one where those with power can arbitrarily do whatever they want to these cowards."

Whoever possesses power can do whatever they want; this is the only Dharma in the world!

As he spoke, the man was engulfed in flames, grabbed a large stick, and charged directly at Bai Mo.