Chapter 86: Fight of Joy, This Is Part of the Plan (More Updates with Monthly Tickets, Please Give Me Monthly Tickets)

"Let's retreat!"

Horsehead Asura was shocked.

He felt that his strength was inferior to that of Jin Mu and Jin Bed, but the scene in front of him made him fearful. Emperor Indra and the others were obviously well prepared.

First there is the explosive weapon.

If it weren't for his blessing and protection, this big bomb would be able to hurt him. If the gods were to attack him, they would definitely not get any benefits.

more importantly!

If the battle continues here, it will cause too much noise, and the God of Protection and the God of Destruction will definitely come. They came to Brahma to steal things, but now that they are well-prepared, there will definitely be no chance this time.

Better next time!

A wise man is never reckless. It is best to get some information first to understand how these gods appeared in the Brahma world.

"Now is the wrong time!"

"let's go!"

Horsehead Asura said.

Motu and Gaidaba held the vajra, their brows furrowed, looking displeased or even angry.

"What are you going to do?"

"The three of us have been blessed with immortality, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Gaidaba said coldly.

"The sound of the conch is so unpleasant!"

"Make them stop!"

Motu frowned and said coldly.

"The sound of the conch is really unpleasant!"

Gaidaba gritted his teeth and agreed.

The two brothers looked at each other, then looked down, and at the same time looked at the giant pestle that looked like a hammer.

The next moment, the two brothers held the handle of the pestle and spun around. They raised the big pestle high in their hands and smashed it against each other.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Bang bang bang!

The deafening sound of the giant pestle striking suddenly resounded in all directions, and the sound of music with an overbearing rhythm instantly echoed out, layer upon layer, deafening, as if to interrupt the rhythm of the gongs and drums.

In the army, each Gandharva warrior instantly covered his ears with a look of pain on his face.

Indra also frowned.

"My divine power has actually begun to weaken!"

Indra was surprised, feeling weak and his body was unbearably numb.

He turned around and saw that the other gods had also changed their appearance.

Surya's expression was frightened and his light was dim; the god of wind was panting weakly and taking big breaths; the god of fire was pale, holding his body with his hands and trembling; Varuna's body was stiff and difficult to move.

There's something wrong with this sound!

At this time, the sound of conches suddenly came.

Woohoo~

The sound of the conch travels through the layers of space, carrying an exciting and high-pitched whine sound, rippling like ocean waves. In this high-pitched music, it seems that one can see a person living on a snake bed above the endless ocean of milk. Play the conch with pleasure.

Under the beautiful music.

The impact of the giant pestle with weak power was temporarily suppressed, and the gods temporarily returned to normal.

The Gandharva army suddenly calmed down, and inexplicable joy rushed into their hearts. Their momentum became even higher, and they continued to sing the war song just now.

"The precious light of the divine pestle, the spirit of heroism~"

"Eh~"

"Those who receive hundreds of sacrifices will release thunder and lightning, bring down clouds and rain, and find the cow~"

"The one who holds the divine pestle, controls the divine elephant, attacks Vritra, and puts it on his head~"

The sound of conch shells, drums, singing and dancing fills the ears.

Loud and high!

These sounds of music mixed together and turned into invisible force, competing with the banging sounds of the two Motu brothers.

Horse-headed Asura's eyes narrowed.

"Then I'll help you!"

As he spoke, Horsehead Asura stood straight with his left leg and slightly bent his right leg in a good posture.

Uh-huh!

A huge divine bow suddenly appeared in his arms.

The horse-headed Asura held the divine bow in his arms, stepped on it with his right foot and fixed it, and his fingers frantically played on the bow string, matching the rhythm of the two Motu brothers.

Clang, clank, clank!

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

The sound of the bowstring merged into the sound of the giant pestle, fighting against the gods.

These sounds of different rhythms compete with each other and collide together. Inexplicable power emerges and ripples in all directions.

The entire Brahma world was shaken and shaken.

Brahma opened his eyes wide and looked troubled.

As the Creator God, he cannot take action!

In one hand is the Vedas, representing the wisdom of the universe; in the other hand is a rosary, representing the progress of time; in the other hand is a water jar, representing the source of life; in the other hand is a lotus, representing the pure soul.

Once it takes action, no matter what, it will have a huge impact on the universe.

"This conch sound!"

"Vishnu, the protector of the world, is helping. This is the collision of the power of sound!"

"All things in the world are respected by happiness!"

"OM is the first sound in the world. This sound represents the existence of all things and is the vibration at the beginning of the universe. Therefore, the power of sound is extremely powerful!"

Brahma reminded him.

The power of sound is extremely powerful, almost infinite!

At Brahma's reminder, Indra immediately had a thought and seemed to be a little enlightened.

Uh-huh!

There was a flash of light in his hands, and the conch [Devadatta] instantly appeared in his hands.

This conch is pure white, as pure as water, and the mouth of the conch is wide open, as if the sound of ocean waves is being transmitted from the conch.

Indra looked at the conch in his hand and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. He hadn't blown it in a long time.

Come blow snails today too!

Indra grabbed the divine conch [Devadatta].

Woohoo! ! !

A loud and passionate voice came out of Devadatta in an instant, and the voice spread like waves in all directions.

[Devodatta] spreads its inspiring power to all directions.

Where the sound spread, the gods and Gandharvas around were all shocked and felt full of power.

"We have to help too!"

The sun god Surya looked around and said.

"How to help?"

The fire god Agni asked.

The sun god Surya frowned slightly and showed a thoughtful look.

"Of course there is a way!"

The wind god Vayu said with a flash of light.

As he spoke, he spread his hands, and his divine power appeared. A snow-white scapula plate and a golden stick appeared in his hands, and he began to beat with the rhythm.

Thump thump thump thump...

The other gods saw this scene and suddenly realized it.

They all urged their divine power, manifested musical instruments, and beat them.

The sounds that echoed the beat merged into it, turning into a huge force and rushing towards Ma Shou, Motu and Gaida Ba.

Rumble!

The giant pestles of Motu and Gaidaba shattered and instantly broke into pieces, flying in all directions.

The two were also thrown backwards by the impact.

The horse-headed Ashura also flew backwards.

The bowstring of the divine bow in his hand, which was fully stretched, also broke at this time. With a "bang", the broken bowstring instantly bounced and hit the back of the hand of the horse-headed Ashura diagonally.

The horse-headed Ashura fell to the ground.

He was panting, fatigue and soreness surged from his body. He looked forward in fear, not noticing that there was a thin blood mark on the back of his hand.

This blood mark healed under the powerful recovery power of Ashura and gradually disappeared.

Motu and Gaidaba stood up again, and the two of them ran to the side of the horse-headed with a fierce momentum.

"What should we do now?"

"Should we continue?"

Motu hesitated.

They were not actually injured, and they could only be considered defeated in the fight, but they could still move forward and try the true strength of the gods.

Continue?

Forget it!

The horse-headed Ashura didn't plan to stay in the Brahma world any longer. Since Vishnu would help him with the sound of the conch shell, if he continued, he might come in person.

"Let's go! Let's go back to the earth."

The horse-headed Ashura said.

"Aren't we planning to get the Vedas?" Gadaba continued to ask. "How can we go back now?!"

"Don't ask so many questions!"

"This is part of the plan!"

The horse-headed Ashura pointed at Gadaba's nose with an unhappy look on his face and said loudly.