Chapter 113 The Final Battle, Shoot Him
"Milk sea!"
"Horse-headed Ashura actually hid in the ocean of milk!"
Indra's eyes sparkled as he looked into the void. In the endless abyss of darkness, in the deepest part of the pitch-black milky sea, a piece of golden light was flickering, like a bonfire that dispersed the darkness, illuminating the way forward.
This guy actually hid in the sea of milk.
If there were no Vedas to guide the way, he would never have imagined that Horsehead Asura would hide next to the protector's hometown.
drive! ! !
Indra crossed his legs, held on to the reins, and flew through the darkness on his white horse.
For a moment, the white horse neighed and there was a sound of praise.
"Lord of the Winds~"
"Sitting among the winds, they call you, the wisest among the wise~"
Following bursts of sacred sounds, the [Vedas] in the distance seemed to be echoing each other, instantly stepping through the void, passing through the darkness, and arriving on this endless and boundless ocean of milk.
Deep in the Milky Sea.
"I saw the light of wisdom!"
"O Veda! The source of universal wisdom! Tell me how to survive until the next kalpa!"
Horsehead Asura opened his arms and murmured excitedly.
The Vedas are in hand!
He did not need Motu and Gaidabha. It would be better for these two to die quickly. He would hide and study the Vedas slowly.
Believe that as long as the Vedas are there.
Even if Shiva destroys the world, he will definitely survive until the next wave of tribulation.
This is the confidence that Veda gave him!
"O Veda, give me the wisdom to live till the next kalpa!"
The horse-headed Asura was immersed in the depths of the Milky Sea and roared loudly.
Uh-huh!
At this moment, a faint golden light shone from his chest, like an unstoppable sword, instantly piercing the surrounding darkness and turning into a lighthouse to illuminate the dark space.
"ah!"
"What a bright light of wisdom!"
“Is this the Vedas giving me wisdom and enlightenment?!”
Horsehead Asura opened his eyes wide and suddenly lowered his head in joy.
He blinked and looked at the endless light emitting from his chest. He suddenly became happy and couldn't help but take two steps forward and looked up at the light of wisdom in the sky.
So beautiful!
Horsehead Asura looked at this beam of light and slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, he felt extremely emotional, and he seemed to understand something in this light of wisdom.
"I seem to hear the voice of wisdom from the Vedas!"
"I heard!"
"It's getting clearer!"
The horse-headed Asura's pair of horse ears stood up straight, turned slightly, and finally the ear openings faced upward, listening to the sounds coming from this beam of Vedic light.
"Lord of the Winds~"
"Sitting among the winds, they call you, the wisest among the wise~"
The familiar voice carries an inexplicable melody, echoing in the dark depths of the milky sea.
wrong!
This is not the sound of wisdom from the Vedas!
Uh-huh!
The horse-headed Asura suddenly opened his eyes and glared upwards. At a glance, he saw the Emperor Indra riding a white horse and the arrow that was shooting from the string.
The arrow of Hora Hora shot out of the air and arrived in an instant.
call out!
When the horse-headed Asura saw the arrow flying towards him, he raised his hand and fired an arrow, and the water arrow suddenly shot out.
The two arrows exploded, and the poison of Hora Hora exploded, entangled with the rolling vortex and huge waves, and exploded.
"It is indeed the poison of Hora Hora!"
"You can even block my power!"
The horse-headed Asura jumped suddenly, shot straight out, and jumped out of the sea of milk.
At this moment, Indra's divine armor flashed, absorbing the explosive poison, and instantly rode up on horseback. Following closely behind, two streams of light leaped across the sea of milk, stirring up two infinite waves.
The horse-headed Asura turned his head and saw Indra driving his white horse getting closer and closer, as if he could catch up at any time.
His eyes turned cold,
Since you can't escape, then destroy Indra here!
Uh-huh!
The horse-headed Asura suddenly turned around, tilted his body and flew backwards.
The bowstring is as full as the moon!
The arrow of fire flew out and turned into a terrifying goat. It boiled the sea, entangled in smoke, and roared towards Indra.
Boom!
Indra's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand.
He jumped up on his white horse, stepped over the black waves rising into the sky, and shattered the flaming goat with a powerful punch.
The flames were like meteors, sputtering in all directions.
Under his second layer of divine armor, no weapon can hurt him.
Boom!
The waves are turbulent, and the waves on the Milky Sea are surging incessantly; thunder and lightning explode the darkness, bringing deafening roars, and piercing out endless divine light like naga.
Indra and Masaura stand on this ocean of milk.
The eyes of both parties met!
The two cold faces were reflected in each other's eyes, tense and fierce. In the light of wisdom from the Vedas, they collided fiercely, foreshadowing the final battle that was about to take place.
The faces of both sides flashed and intertwined! ! !
boom!
Amidst the clash of thunder and light, the two of them started to move together, aiming their bows and arrows at the sky, and shooting towards the sky.
"Arrow of Hora Hora!"
"Arrow of Power!"
In an instant, arrows flew out from both sides.
Indra shot a green-blue poisonous arrow, which turned into a terrifying four-toothed poisonous man and bit him.
Horsehead Asura also only shot one arrow.
This arrow seemed to contain infinite power, surging violently, almost piercing the space, carrying billions of immeasurable power, and crashed through the Arrow of Hora Hora.
In an instant, half of Asura's arrows were left, corroded by the arrows of Harahala.
But the other half still shot towards Indra.
boom!
Indra danced his arms horizontally.
Golden arms flashed.
Accompanied by deafening thunder, the arrow of power instantly turned into ashes.
Uh-huh!
Horsehead Asura's eyes flashed.
At this moment, he seemed to feel the wisdom of the Vedas surging in his mind. The wisdom reached all directions and the aura was incomparable.
"I see!"
"Your blessing makes weapons ineffective against you. I already know how to defeat you!"
Horsehead Asura opened his mouth, smiled, raised his hand, and pointed directly at Indra.
Indra tilted his head slightly.
The next moment, the horse-headed Asura opened his hand and said slowly: "The power of [Vedas] is in my body. I can feel the power of the world and the power of Maya. Now let me feel it too!" "
"Cosmic storm!"
The horse-headed Asura waved with one hand.
The endless gust of wind swept from his hands in an instant.
Boom!
A force of wind that was more powerful, more terrifying, and more unimaginable than the wind god Vayu, swirled and reverberated, swept through the waves of the milky sea, and was released from the hands of the horse-headed Asura.
In this short period of time, Masumasura did not understand much from the Vedas.
But he realized something!
Maya is an illusion!
Everything is Maya!
The world is also Maya, so he can control everything in the world and all elements of the world with the power of Maya.
boom!
In an instant, Indra was swept back in and trapped in this cosmic storm.
Although he only realized this move, it was enough to trap Indra.
Horsehead Asura sneered.
Now let’s see what Indra does!
He snorted coldly, turned his eyes, and looked at the white horse in the distance.
"The blessing of this white horse is really disgusting!"
The next moment, the horse-headed Asura couldn't help but frown, remembering the blessing of the white horse, he drew his bow and arrow, and shot towards the white horse.
Uh-huh!
The flaming arrow shot out suddenly and was about to land on the white horse in an instant.
But then, a rainbow arrow of seven colors caught up and detonated the flaming arrow, turning it into thunder and fire, exploding in the void.
What!
Asura, the horse-headed man, turned his head and looked with shock in his eyes. He actually saw Indra leaping out of the storm.
At this moment, Indra's eyes condensed.
on the string of his bow.
A snow-white joint turned into an arrow, and shot out with the hilt of the lightning bolt wrapped around it.
boom!
