Divine General

Hearing that Arjuna, Bai Mo breathed a sigh of relief. If Arjuna had really come, he probably would have just cleaved him in two with his sword, which would have caused a lot of trouble for this world.

"Then let's go and meet this divine general. I wonder which guy Arjuna summoned to work for us."

"I do know that," Kama suddenly said. "I may not know about the others, but I will never mistake this person's scent."

Kama gazed at the figure above the white clouds in the sky, burning like fire, exuding a powerful sense of destruction and rage, and even a feeling of familiarity. This complex power was undeniable.

"Ashwatthama."

In an instant, the sky seemed to be set ablaze; what was just a clear blue sky was instantly transformed into fiery clouds. And above that sky, a figure gradually emerged—a man clad in crimson armor, the red armor covering even his face, with a massive rotating wheel prominently displayed behind him.

"This is... the past. Honestly, to make me do this kind of work, Arjuna really knows how to order people around. But... there must be some kind of fate involved, and with this fate, is it possible that I was the only one who could come here?"

The Heroic Spirit Ashwatthama floated in the air, forcefully absorbing the magic in the air. At the same time, rays of Magnetic Field Power emanated from its body. There was no doubt that Arjuna could be completely unified with himself and could bestow power at will.

"Alright, let me see where the effect is first."

I'm right here.

A voice came from the sky. Bai Mo was in the air, the wind blowing fiercely, making his clothes flutter. Seeing this, Heroic Spirit Ashwatthama laughed and said, "Oh, that's really refreshing. I didn't expect you to come out like this."

I thought I'd have to sink half a continent to get you out of here, but it's been surprisingly quick. So come on, let's kill! Let's fight to the death, fueled by our rage!"

Ashwatthama seeing Bai Mo, Ma Si laughed loudly and then grabbed the huge spinning wheel on his back, smashing it towards Bai Mo. Seeing this strange weapon, Bai Mo frowned slightly.

As far as he could remember, Ashwatthama did not possess any wheel-like weapons.

This strike was powerful and heavy, its force comparable to nine hundred thousand horses. The flames on the spinning wheel roared, like a giant circular saw, ready to tear the enemy to shreds. Bai Mo's gaze sharpened, and he whispered:

"This is troublesome. Is it a side of the Heroic Spirit from the final stages of the Kurukshetra War? It seems like it can't communicate very well. We need to finish this quickly and minimize the impact."

"Quickly finish this? That's infuriating! I may be forced to work too, but as a soldier, you should experience real combat and slaughter!"

Looking at the enormous rotating wheel, Kama warned with some concern, "Master, be careful, that war wheel... although it's not completely intact, it is..."

"Kama said with a worried tone. Hearing this, Bai Mo trusted Kama completely. He immediately activated the power of the Asura Way, with gentle life force wrapped in powerful control, and clapped his hands together.

The flames of the wheel shot into the sky and erupted again. The people on the ground looked up at the sky with extreme fear, thinking it was the wrath of the gods, especially King Drupada, who had just fired a volley of arrows at Drona, Krishna.

Now that they are preparing to take action again, the sky has once again shown this ominous sign.

This is utterly absurd.

Krishna on the ground narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of doubt in them. He muttered, "A curse? What's going on?"

In the sky, the exchange ended. Bai Mo deflected the Divine Wheel, and then Ashwatthama seized the opening in the attack, immediately throwing a punch. With a muffled thud, Ashwatthama's attack failed to achieve its goal and was instead captured by a giant arm.

The Second War God Oga, twisted his hand and pried Ashwatthama's arm open, the immense force causing Ashwatthama to cry out in pain. The next instant, Ashwatthama saw Bai Mo extend his finger, pointing directly at his face.

A flash of white light appeared, Avici Uninterrupted Infinity Blade, like a finely crafted slicing blade, instantly obliterated the Ashwatthama's head.

At the same time, Bai Mo and the Oga War God threw punches simultaneously, striking Ashwatthama's heart from both the front and back.

Limitless Tremor Zen!

With a thunderous roar, Ashwatthama's body instantly turned into fragments. In just one photograph, this powerful man with the strength of nine hundred thousand horses was blasted into pieces by Bai Mo.

Bai Mo's previous battles were all hard-fought, but he mostly won against stronger opponents. However, when facing opponents of equal or even weaker strength, the result is always the same – utterly crushing them.

Ashwatthama's body was shattered, but Bai Mo remained vigilant. He spread his arms and unleashed a Magnetic Field Power that fused the fragments together. In the next instant, the fragments merged, and Ashwatthama reappeared. Even his armor was restored to its original state under the Magnetic Field Power.

Bai Mo did not show any surprise. Ashwatthama possessed the power of four gods: Shiva, Eros, Death, and Wrath. Among them, the power of Shiva and Enma of death, could make him immortal, so this level of power was not enough to kill Ashwatthama.

"Alright, let's continue. This level is far inferior to Arjuna's."

"Arjuna attack or kill you?" Bai Mo looked puzzled, but the Ashwatthama in front of him clearly wasn't going to continue the conversation. He then turned to Kama and asked:

"What's going on with this guy? If it was Arjuna summoned him, it's unlikely that Ashwatthama would respond. Besides, he said he was killed by Arjuna. There might be something wrong with this guy."

"I'll find out soon enough; he also possesses a quarter of my power, and its true nature will be exposed before me."

Please.

Bai Mo and Kama exchanged a quick conversation, and then he slowly withdrew his fingers, which were about to draw the Death Runes.