Chapter 1220 Pakash's Wish
puff--! !
At the moment when Pakash's palm was about to touch the golden jug, the latter seemed to be frightened and flew upwards!
For a while, Pakash caught a blank.
Parkash: ...
Will you run away by yourself? This [Holy Grail] is really spiritual! !
Seeing that Pakash failed to capture the [Holy Grail], the rest of the agents breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, they also realized that the biggest obstacle on their way to winning the [Holy Grail] was Pakash.
Pakash is the agent of Vishnu, one of the three supreme gods in India. From the level of Shenxu, it is enough to crush everyone present, and its comprehensive combat power ranks fourth in [Ten Royals]. The existence of this level, They have almost no chance of winning one-on-one.
"The time for the imprint of the gods is coming, let's kill him first!!" an agent shouted.
As soon as these words came out, the agents who were in the melee reached an agreement in an instant, and at the same time they shot at Pakash in the sky, and countless gods rushed towards him like a tidal wave.
Parkash's face was extremely serious!
He has been wandering around the battlefield, minimizing his sense of existence, just to prevent this kind of siege from happening. He finally waited for the opportunity to grab the [Holy Grail], but the opponent flew away by himself... The situation took a turn for the worse.
He looked back at the golden jug flying in the air behind his eyes, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes.
As long as you can get the [Holy Grail], what about paying some price? !
"You are looking for death!" Pakash looked at the agents rushing in all directions, his eyes were bloodshot, and he growled.
Pakash raised his foot and stepped into the void!
Boom——! !
Invisible ripples swayed, Pakash's back suddenly arched, and two arms grew out through the flesh.
His skin began to be stained with a dark yellow like a Buddha's robe, and it spread rapidly. In just a few seconds, his whole body had turned into a dark yellow four-armed Buddha statue, with blood-colored eyes emitting endless anger.
He squeezed the formula with four palms one after another, and pressed down from the sky suddenly, the mysterious and magnificent golden seal condensed from the void, suppressing many agents.
Lin Qiye let out a light snort.
"The Shenxu of the Supreme God of India... is indeed a bit like the ancient Buddha in the myth of Daxia." He thought to himself.
After thinking about it carefully, he figured out the reason.
The Buddhism of Daxia originally came from India. It is not surprising that the Indian gods have some characteristics of Buddhism. Strictly speaking, only Taoism really originated from Daxia, so the supreme god of Daxia is the Sanqing of Taoism, maybe other Some of the Great Xia gods have Buddhist inheritance, but there will never be a supreme Buddhist.
Even if he is an agent of the Supreme God, if Pakash alone faces seven or eight agents of the same realm... can he beat it?
While Lin Qiye was secretly analyzing the situation, somewhere under the night sky, a light blue trace flashed like a shooting star, hovering quietly between the clouds, as if watching the scuffle scene below.
Lin Qiye, who was always paying attention to the surrounding environment, immediately discovered its existence.
"【Star coins】?" Lin Qiye was delighted.
He set up this game to use the agent to draw out the king's [Star Coin], and now that the [Star Coin] appeared, it meant that most of his plan had been completed.
In the pitch-black clouds, a light blue star coin is constantly spinning, jumping, and cautiously approaching the battlefield below.
While watching the battlefield, Lin Qiye locked on to the approaching [Star Coins] in the sky.
Right now [Star Coin] is too far away from here, it may be startled away if you shoot it hastily, only when it is close enough can you have a greater chance of capturing it.
On the battlefield, Pakash, transformed into a four-armed Buddha statue, tore an agent into pieces again, and the blood rained all over the sky, but none of it could touch the dark yellow Buddha clothes.
Standing in the rain of blood, Pakash's chest heaved violently. He lowered his head and looked down at the only remaining agent. His eyes were blood red, like a god of war.
"What kind of monster are you..."
The last agent who witnessed Pakash's almost massacre-like behavior was completely frightened. Pakash, who turned into a four-armed Buddha statue, was simply a killing machine, and the strength gap between the two sides was too great.
Pakash didn't speak, his blood-colored eyes stared at him firmly, and when his figure flickered, it turned into a dark yellow thunderbolt, which directly smashed the agent's body.
The agent's eyes widened, looking at his broken body in disbelief. In deep despair, the vitality in his eyes gradually dissipated.
Pakash walked out from the blood rain, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, the dark yellow Buddhist robes on the surface of his skin gradually faded, and his hands behind his back also retracted to his body.
The moment the Buddha clothes dissipated, his figure swayed and he almost fell to the ground.
Pakash's face was pale, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he was indescribably haggard.
"Are you okay?" Lin Qiye stepped forward and asked in a worried tone.
"...it's okay, it's just that the overdraft potential has hurt the foundation of the realm. After this time, I'm afraid it will be weak for half a year." Pakash waved his hand and said hoarsely, "It seems that things are as you expected, and we still haven't escaped our own danger in the end. The fate of killing each other...Fortunately, the [Holy Grail] is finally in hand."
When Pakash looked up at the golden flagon that was close at hand, hope and excitement rekindled in his eyes.
"As long as there is the [Holy Grail], the potential for overdraft will be restored soon, and the imprint of the gods in the body can also be lifted." Pakash seemed to have foreseen the future, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he patted Lin Qiye on the shoulder , said slowly,
"At that time, I will take you out with me."
"Okay!" Lin Qiye nodded heavily.
Pakash took a deep breath, stepped forward, and walked towards the golden wine jug floating in the air.
Lin Qiye stood behind him and glanced at the [Star Coin] in the sky. After all the agents were killed, [Star Coin] was obviously a little bit interested, not only stopped falling, but also looked in another direction , seems to have lost interest in everything here and is about to leave.
Lin Qiye looked along the moving direction of [Star Coin], frowning slightly.
That direction... is Wucheng?
What happened there?
Doubts appeared in Lin Qiye's mind, but he quickly left them behind. After all, the most important thing now is to stabilize the 【Star Coin】.
He managed to draw out [Star Coin], if he just let it go away, it would be a waste of all previous efforts.
Fortunately... the performance he prepared for [Star Coin] is not completely over yet.
Lin Qiye looked forward.
I saw Pakash grabbed the Dionysus jug that was frightened and about to flee, and raised it above his head. With a smile on his lips, he said loudly:
"With the lives of seventeen representatives of the gods, I make a wish to the [Holy Grail]...to erase the imprint of the gods in my body!"
Wow -! ! !
The thick and mellow wine sprayed out from the spout, completely submerging Pakash.
