Trapped Again

Within Sweetness City, the sounds of fierce battle echoed across the entire Daichi. The light of the Maha Pralaya gave everyone an extremely eerie sensation, as if they had been drenched in a fine rain. A chill accompanied by a cold wind felt like needles pricking their pores.

"How's the battle going in the distance?"

Karna's face was filled with solemnity, and in front of him, Maya was constantly activating the instrument in her hand, which was a huge crystal ball. The image reflected inside was full of swirling smoke and dust. After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the battle situation appeared.

"What happened? Where did Mr. Bai Mo go?"

Maya's words were tinged with fear. Just moments ago, under Kama's cover, the Explosive Fist that seemed to be the final blow was about to hit Arjuna, but the previously dim Maha Pralaya suddenly shone brightly. After the brilliant light disappeared, Bai Mo's figure vanished.

Karna frowned, grabbed his bow, slammed it into his armor, and prepared to leave.

"Your Majesty, what are you trying to do?"

"Go to war, Maya. Close the city gates. I'm going to deal with that guy."

"Your Majesty... this..."

Maya desperately wanted to stop Karna, but didn't know what to say. The Arjuna clearly not right; the power he was unleashing even surpassed that of Shiva. Maya, who had participated in the war between the gods and the Asura, had never seen such terrifying power.

But in this situation, even if there's only a little bit of strength left, this Arjuna in front of them is clearly in a weakened state. Although Bai Mo's life or death is currently unknown, this is indeed the only possibility to defeat this terrifying enemy.

If Arjuna were given even one more second, he might revert to his original state.

Now is the time to go all in.

"Your Majesty... I know I shouldn't stop you, but I still want to ask, what do you intend to use to fight? Are you going to rely on these bows and arrows? That's obviously impossible; no matter how powerful the arrows are, they can't possibly defeat that kind of monster."

No matter how skilled a martial artist is, it's impossible to defeat a fully grown, enraged rhinoceros or elephant.

Maya's tone was anxious; he knew all too well what kind of monster Arjuna was.

"To put it bluntly, the difference between a normal god and Arjuna is greater than the difference between an ordinary person and Mahadeva. Your Majesty, what weapons do you possess that can fight that fellow?"

Karna thought of many things. He had the armor given to him by his father Surya and passed down by Bai Mo, as well as the Brahma's Noble Phantasm given to him by Rama with the Axe with his axe... but none of these were enough to hurt Arjuna. The difference was too great; it was like a stick.

"But now, no one else will go except me. It's not a question of whether I can or cannot; it's that I must go to war."

"If that's the case, please forgive me, as your subject, for being unable to watch the king I serve go to his death." Maya's words were firm and powerful. He regarded Karna not only as a king, but also as his most outstanding student.

He knew all too well that he had a loved one at home, Maya absolutely did not want this to happen.

But just then, a voice rang out from the main hall.

"Of course he has weapons."

Draupadi entered, accompanied by Vrishali. Draupadi slowly tore off a piece of red veil from her body and handed it to Arjuna.

"You won't be fighting alone, please believe me."

Karna accepted the red veil and bid a reluctant farewell to Vrishali, but this time Vrishali did not stop him.

"When faced with such a powerful enemy, there is no other choice. It's like being besieged by the enemy with no hope of rescue. In such a situation, the only option is to fight to the death."

I will not stop you like I did last time; I will offer my blessings for your triumphant return.

Karna took Vrishali's hand, nodded emphatically to her, and then immediately mounted his warhorse and headed out of the city to fight. Just as he stepped out of the city, a golden flying wheel came galloping from afar.

"Myoken? Why are you here..."

Before Karna could finish speaking, the Myoken Divine Wheel emitted a golden light, instantly engulfing him. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a pure white space.

"Oh, finally here. Ugh, I've finally seen the third person, and it's still that same face. It's infuriating!"

A rough voice rang out, tinged with complaint but still full of pride. Karna looked over and saw a warrior with skin as black as brass standing there, holding a huge war wheel in his hand. The patterns on the war wheel seemed to be somewhat similar to the Myoken Divine Wheel.

It was the first divine general Bai Mo encountered at that time, the Heroic Spirit Ashwatthama.

Behind that man appeared a figure, a figure that was both incredibly familiar and strange to Karna —it was himself.

"Is it finally here? I wonder if I've been training enough lately."

Clad in Golden Armor and wielding a massive spear, radiating immense power, Ashwatthama patted Karna beside him, his voice booming like a bell.

"Strange, isn't it? But unfortunately, neither I nor that guy over there are good at explaining. In their words, this is called... a simulation..."

"Pseudo-Servant, or perhaps Demi-Servant. Like Lord El-Melloi II and Lady Reines in Chaldea, our compatibility should be incredibly high," Karna said, holding a spear.

"I see..."

"So what do you mean by 'so-so'? If you don't understand at all, don't talk like that. I'm a little confused myself." Ashwatthama said somewhat irritably, looking at Karna's thoughtful expression.

"I don't understand what you mean, but I was brought here by Myoken Divine Wheel, and you also wield a battle wheel similar to Myoken's. So, at least you're here to fight alongside me."

"Although I really wanted to fight, unfortunately, my Master has already run far away, and I have almost no magical power left. If it weren't for Krishna giving me some power, I would have disappeared long ago."

There was a hint of regret in Ashwatthama's words. He clicked his tongue and said, "Seriously, it's infuriating that I couldn't give that Arjuna a punch."

Karna, who was holding a gun next to Ashwatthama, raised his gun and handed it to Karna in front of him.

"Previously, Krishna gave a portion of Vishnu's divine power to Ashwatthama, and then I came here, constantly honing my skills and mastering the power. Countless years have passed since then."

Next, I will place this Spirit Origin into your body, combining it with the power of Shiva from the Ashwatthama's neigh, the divine power of your own sun god Surya, and my Complete Realm.

The rest of the battle is up to you. Give my foolish little brother a good talking-to.

Karna accepted another of his own guns without any hesitation. He didn't know where this weapon came from, but the moment he grasped it, the power of the three gods and the tempering of long battles instantly came into his body.

The light faded, Karna returned to the gates of the Sweetness City. He paused for only a second, but the spear in his hand showed that what had just happened was not an illusion.

At the end of the light, Ashwatthama curled his lip, and his body gradually disappeared.

"Finally, the mission is complete. Alright, now let me check out the battle situation. Give me a good beating, Karna!"

Karna's body rose into the air, and he began to fly, like a god, towards the enemy's location.