Golden armor and divine bow

The appearance of this person stunned everyone. Looking at this golden-armored warrior, who held a longbow and exuded an imposing aura, Drona's expression was complicated, Bhishma lowered his head with a look of shame. As a grandfather, he should have protected these children, but at this moment, he could only rely on a child who had never received any love and had never even lived in this palace to save them.

"Who? Who dares to drive a war chariot into the palace!"

"Dhritarashtra!" he roared, his voice trembling. Then, only a somewhat familiar voice echoed from the air.

"Karna, the Chariot Warrior and King of Sweetness City."

"What are you doing, son of Sudatta!" The Hundred Sons of Dhritarashtra were all absurd by Karna's arrival. At this moment, on the second-floor stands, Kunti looked at Karna who had rushed in and was filled with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, she was grateful that someone had come to her aid when her children were in danger, but when she thought about how Karna had never received any care from her, her heart ached.

A feeling called shame crept into the hearts of almost everyone at that moment.

"Karna, what are you doing driving your chariot into the palace?"

Karna looked at the Pandavas kneeling neatly to the side, pointed his bow at them, and said, "I'm taking them away."

Duryodhana was so angry he laughed. He pointed at Karna and cursed him for being stupid, "You foolish Sudor, you attacked my Hastinapura for these five slaves? Karna, you're asking for trouble! You're heading down the road to Hall of Enma!"

Karna, I'm giving you one last chance. Turn around and leave now, and I won't pursue your actions!

Duryodhana's hostility towards Karna wasn't that deep. At least, he believed that the person who attacked him was Takshaka. Duryodhana didn't have any unpleasant experiences with Karna, although he wasn't aware of how much trouble he had caused him. The guy still felt good about himself.

But Karna's next words made him stop laughing.

"No, Duryodhana. This gamble was a mistake from the very beginning."

"Wrong? Tell me where you went wrong? Yudhishthira has already gambled his brothers and himself, and soon, that woman will be dragged up to become my slave!"

Upon hearing Duryodhana's words, Krishna interjected, "No, no, Duryodhana, Duryodhana, you're mistaken. Yudhishthira has no right to gamble with his brother."

"Vasudeva, are you also a madman who disregards the Dharma? Hahaha, I see you've finally shown your true colors. The elder brother has his own brothers, and the brothers must obey the elder brother's orders in everything. The Yudhishthira has already defeated them, and everyone here can testify to that!"

"Yudhishthira is not the Pandavas." Krishna's words were very calm, and everyone on the nine suns was stunned. Bhima and Arjuna did not believe that Krishna would joke at this time. Kunti covered his mouth, while Bhishma raised his hand to stop him.

"Krishna, no..."

"Shut your mouth, Bhishma. You old fool, making one mistake after another. The Goddess of the Ganges bestowed power upon you, and Rama with the Axe gave you martial arts and magical weapons. And what is it? Look at all this, this is what you got for your persistence!"

Continue to uphold your vow, remain pure and innocent, and watch your children burn in the flames!

If you were to give all your power and magical treasures to anyone who knows the Dharma, or to any reasonable man, he would do a better job than you!

Since you've chosen to stand by and watch this despicable gamble, then keep watching. If you try to interfere again, don't blame me for being ruthless. Don't think that blessing can buy you everything. Believe me, I'm the only one here who can kill you!

Krishna roared, pointing at Bhishma's nose, his tone extremely fierce. Meanwhile, Kunti above cried out, "Grandfather, don't stop me! This is my sin!"

Upon hearing Kunti's words, everyone gasped, a terrifying thought flashing through their minds.

No way...

"I, Karna, am the first child bestowed upon Kunti by the sun god Surya! By age, I am their eldest brother, so Yudhishthira has no right to gamble with his brother!"

Karna's voice Abhimanyu, and everyone present felt their heads buzzing. Yudhishthira stood there stunned, Bhima looked at Kunti with disbelief, and Arjuna was completely dumbfounded.

"No... this..." Duryodhana looked at Bhishma with a bewildered expression, while Bhishma nodded in pain.

"But they've become my slaves, and it's too late for you to step forward now! Unless... Karna, if you really want these brothers who have nothing to do with you, then sit down and take another gamble!"

Duryodhana approached Shakuni and whispered in his ear, "Uncle, I believe you. You're the person I trust most. Use your special skill one more time and bring me Sweetness City too..."

uncle?"

Duryodhana was somewhat puzzled as to why Shakuni was completely silent, as if he were asleep.

"No, Prince Duryodhana, I'm not here to gamble with you. My skills are only slightly better than Yudhishthira's, not as good as the average person."

I can't beat you at the gambling table, so I won't gamble with you. But you've forgotten one thing, O Kshatriya bull, I am a king, the king of Sweetness City, recognized by all the kings of the Daichi.

I've come here to wage war and take them back!

The only condition for rules to restrain power is that power is willing to be bound by the rules. In ancient times, did the first king establish his kingdom through diplomacy or cunning?

"Bhishma, Drona, and my warriors of Hastinapura, what are you all standing there for when facing the enemy!" Dhritarashtra. Duryodhana and the Hundred Sons also took up their weapons, while Bhishma could hardly believe his ears.

"Dhritarashtra, what do you want me to do!"

"Go and kill this thug who broke into the palace! What's wrong? Grab your bow and fight!"

"Dhritarashtra! If you were not my junior, I would curse you!" Bhishma's eyes bulged with rage. The crowd raised their weapons and shot arrows at Karna like they were free, but none of them could pierce his golden armor.

"This move... was used by that man when he fought Shiva..."

"No, we can't break through that barrier at all."

Karna drew his longbow, and arrows flew like streaks of light, striking most of his enemies precisely in the wrists, their weapons falling to the ground. Seeing Duryodhana, Duryodhana quickly called to the Pandavas, shouting, "Go and fight for your master, you slaves!"

At this moment, Yudhishthira was lost in confusion. He recalled his past interactions with Karna, and only now did he realize why Karna had taken such good care of them, and why Karna had shown such strong concern for him when he learned of his gambling habit.

Everything seemed to make sense now.

Meanwhile, Arjuna quietly approached Bhima and said to him, "Brother Bhima, shall we obey orders?"

Bhima looked at Arjuna with a look of incomprehension, and he slapped his younger brother hard on the head.

"Are you stupid? Why should I listen? Give me the weapon right now and I'll tear Duryodhana apart."

"But Brother Yudhishthira is already..."

Forget about the Yudhishthira!

Regardless of the circumstances or the outcome, at this moment, Drona looked down at the man clad in golden armor and wielding a divine bow, and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

After this, regardless of the outcome, he would be famous Tianxia. Thinking of this, Drona felt a sense of powerlessness and couldn't help but shed a tear.

His friend, King Drupada's daughter, was about to be violated, but he could only watch helplessly as he served as a subject.

"Drona! Quickly unleash your Brahma's Noble Phantasm!"

"I will not lay a hand on Karna!" Dhritarashtra shouted angrily, throwing his clothes to the ground and pointing at Dhritarashtra, Drona, "Even if I die at Karna's hands today, I will not lay a hand on him!"

"If you don't use it, then I will take back everything I've given you, including your recognition of and support of the Kingdom of Panchala. And Bhishma, Uncle, have you forgotten your vow to me? No, even if you don't care about me, have you forgotten your vow to your own father, to King Shantanu?"

Bhishma and Drona's faces were filled with bitterness. Then, they closed their eyes, Bhishma drew his bow.

An arrow was fired, but Karna's Armor of Hell seemed to come alive, its blade tip catching the arrow. Karna then took Bhishma's arrow and fired back, breaking his bow in two.

"Grandfather, how was my skill? Did it disappoint you?"

Karna laughed, and on the other side, as Drona's somewhat hoarse voice rang out, the Brahma's Noble Phantasm gradually appeared.

"This is troublesome, Karna. If the two Brahma's Noble Phantasm collide, it will cause enormous damage." Krishna stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on the Brahma's Noble Phantasm. But Karna was not afraid at all. He opened his arms and faced the Brahma's Noble Phantasm head-on.

The magical artifact took shape; it was a weapon resembling a lotus lantern, and it flew away with a sudden burst of speed. Karna patted the armor on his body; he had complete faith in this gift from his father and master.

The Brahma's Noble Phantasm struck, blasting Karna off the chariot. The Armor of Hell emitted a piercing sound, but it didn't shatter. Rather, the broken pieces were still reassembling into new armor.

Just then, Karna stopped retreating. A hand pressed down on his back, and then a flash of light struck, and the Brahma's Noble Phantasm was knocked to the ground.

"You guys managed to create such a commotion in less than three minutes." Bai Mo stood behind Karna, mitigating the impact of the Brahma's Noble Phantasm.

Upon his arrival, everyone present simultaneously laid down their weapons.

At that moment, all these things completely lost their meaning.