Indian Mythology, the Emperor of Heaven Is Not Working Today

Chapter 118: No Regrets in Killing a Son, Matters of Heaven (Asking for Monthly Votes)

Uh-huh!

The golden light flickered and turned into dots of fireflies that floated away. The beautiful appearance of the ‘Goddess’ disappeared like smoke in an instant.

Instead, there was Vishnu’s true beauty.

Boom!

The next moment, Motu and Gaidaba looked frightened and angry. They raised their giant pestles, and the strong wind surged as they spun, turning into a terrifying cosmic tornado, which instantly flew out of the heaven and landed on the starry sky.

Vishnu followed and stood in front of him.

The terrifying tornado swallowed up many planets and swept towards Vishnu.

Vishnu lifted up the God's Hammer of Ghat, swung it straight and round, and smashed it down from the top of his head.

boom!

Motu and Gaidaba were hit instantly and flew upside down from the cosmic storm. After smashing through countless meteorites, they suddenly landed on a star.

Their faces were now covered with scars.

Strips of bruises and bloodstains covered his body.

Motu looked at the scars on his body in horror, with half fear and half disbelief on his face.

"Brother, we are going to die!"

Motu said in horror.

"I don't want it, I don't want this kind of thing!" Gaidaba shook his head, about to cry out of fear, with a face that was unacceptable.

Uh-huh!

Following the golden light, Vishnu's figure appeared in front of the two people again.

"Son, now it's my turn to fulfill my duties as protector!"

Vishnu was expressionless.

Hearing this, Motu was filled with fear and gasped for air, as if he wanted to feel the last breath of the world.

"enough!"

"You don't love us at all. Why don't you wish your children victory? Why don't you protect us? Instead, you want to stop us! And now you want to hurt us!"

"It was you who drove us away, and it was you who made us embark on the illegal path!"

"It's all your fault!"

"Your fault!"

Motu's breathing was rapid and he yelled angrily.

Gaidaba also stood up and said angrily with scarlet eyes: "Originally, we were supposed to enjoy endless glory and be respected, but you drove us out of the Milky Sea. Our dignity was trampled on by you and insulted by you. We want revenge! "

The two stood up and shouted around Vishnu.

Vishnu stood there.

"Glory comes from yourself. When you contribute to the world, glory will be added to you. On the contrary, when you practice evil things and deviate from the righteousness, the glory will also leave you."

"The choice is always yours. I believe you can choose the path of righteousness, but illegality has defeated you."

"I didn't use any incarnation today just to see you with my own eyes and resolve the consequences of this karma."

Vishnu said.

At this moment, Motu stood in front of Vishnu.

Gaidabha had already come behind Vishnu.

"I won't listen! Go to hell!"

"die!"

Gaidaba roared, raised the giant hammer, and hit Vishnu hard on the back of the head.

Uh-huh!

Vishnu disappeared in front of Gaidabha and teleported not far away.

Jirosao.

"This should not be a choice for the husband."

Goddess Lakshmi lowered her head and murmured to herself.

When Motu and Gaidaba did evil, she actually asked Vishnu to expel these two guys.

"Vishnu should make the right choice!"

"This is the duty of the protector!"

"I believe in him!"

Shiva held the trident and spoke.

"It's time to end it all!"

The next moment, the Wonderful Divine Wheel spun out, and the brilliant light instantly illuminated the space, as if cutting the world apart, passing over Motu and Gaidaba.

boom! boom!

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of Motu and Gaidaba exploded and turned into countless golden lights floating away.

In the distant starry sky.

"O Vishnu~Vishnu~"

Narada sage looked at the golden light exploding in the distance. His face was moved, he clasped his hands together, held the veena in his arms, and began to sing hymns.

"Peace and peace, lying on the snake bed~"

"A lotus grows from the navel, the most noble among gods~"

Narada's voice was pious.

Amidst this faint sound of praise, Brahma smiled, and the gods around him also clasped their hands and stood up in praise.

Indra folded his hands.

He looked at the endless lotus blooming in the distance, chanting along with it, but couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"Well, Narada, my son just died, so you are here to sing praises!"

"It's kind of hell!"

Indra thought to himself.

"Sustain the universe, the vast galaxy, the skin is like clouds, and good luck comes~"

"Worship Vishnu and all fear disappears~"

"Om~Lord of all realms~"

A hymn is finished.

"Praise to Vishnu! Praise to Vishnu!"

Narada Immortal raised his arms and couldn't help but praised him with emotion.

Many gods also opened their mouths with smiles on their faces, almost crying with joy.

"Finally, I can finally return to heaven!" Sun God Surya looked touched. "I almost forgot what heaven is like."

The gods also nodded in agreement.

"The defeat of Asura, Motu and Gaidaba this time is really a great victory for the gods. We must have a big banquet and celebrate it when we go back!"

Fengshen Fayou said excitedly.

"You have to clean up after returning to heaven!"

Agni, the God of Fire said.

The gods were overjoyed, and Brahma beside him also smiled and nodded.

"To celebrate the birth of the Vedic Guardian, this banquet should indeed be held. I believe there will be many rishis coming."

Brahma held the Vedas, blinked his eyes, and smiled.

Hearing this, Indra was stunned.

Immortal? !

He was very sensitive to these two words.

In an instant, Indra's heart moved.

Although he could completely ignore ordinary immortals, if the Immortal of Old Clothes came, it would be very troublesome.

Wherever the Immortal of Old Clothes went, the curse would fall!

If he came, someone would definitely be unlucky!

"I think we should still take a long-term view. The heaven has been occupied for so long, and the temple of the heaven needs to be repaired!"

Indra coughed twice and said.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Brahma smiled.

As he spoke, a faint golden light floated around Brahma, like a sky full of stars, and disappeared among the gods.

"Farewell, Lord!"

Indra put his hands together and smiled.

At this time, the gods looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

They can finally return to the heaven!

"Let's go!"

"Let's go back and have a look!"

Indra said with a smile.

The chief celestial being smiled faintly, and followed the many gods back to the heaven. His hand did not stop, and his pen was moving.

"The great emperor of heaven has arrived at his loyal heaven again!"

The chief celestial being wrote.

The heaven was in chaos at this time.

The horse-headed Asura left many buildings in this heaven. Many towering square dome towers stood in various places in the heaven, which looked very magnificent.

Not only that, there were also many huge statues of horse heads and human bodies in the heaven.

These statues stood in various places in the heaven, magnificent and huge, towering through the clouds.

I didn't expect it!

This horse-headed guy was actually a fan of wonders!

"It's too easy for these Asuras. They all ran away!"

"Speaking of which, our [Vimanas] was originally abandoned in the heavens. The God of Craftsman didn't even finish repairing it. It was a fortress connected by ninety-nine divine ships. It was indestructible."

"I hope it won't be taken to the earth by the Asuras."

The wind god Vayu said.

"I'm afraid it's gone!"

"They built so many things. Do they really think this is the earth?"

The fire god Agni said unhappily.

This is their territory of the gods. The Asuras really have no sense at all!

"Tear it down! Tear it down!" The sun god Suli waved his hand and began to command the Gandharvas. "I don't want to see these things in the heavens!"

"It's a pity to tear down so many things."

"It's better to keep it."

Indra touched his chin and muttered.

He doubted that the heavens would be lost in the future. It would be better to keep it. It wouldn't need to be dismantled in the future, and it would be convenient to move.

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