Chapter 256 True and False Sukara, Ashura's Dancing Pestle! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
Earth Realm!
Asura Temple.
In the spacious hall, dim candlelight hung on the wall, burning brightly, illuminating all directions.
[Sukara Sage] held a long staff and paced in the hall.
With a stern look on his face, he slowly walked up the steps, came to the high platform, and stood next to the throne.
Swish! Swish!
[Sukara Sage] glanced around and raised his head.
"Open the roof of this hall later!"
"It's too dark!"
[Sukara Sage] shook his head and said in a deep voice.
He didn't like this temple!
He ordered his Asura soldiers.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At this time, the temple suddenly lit up, and beams of light fell one after another, turning into different figures.
Indra's figure appeared.
He raised his head, stood sideways, took a step, his eyes flickered, and looked at Sukara standing on the high platform.
At this moment, [Sukara Sage] also leaned forward to look.
Boom!
Thunderous sounds echoed in the sky, interlaced and flickered, striking out scarlet lightning.
The eyes of the two flickered in the void, colliding with almost identical thunder and fire.
Boom!
Indra's eyes flickered, he stared at the figure of [Sukara Sage], and his eyes narrowed slightly.
This is...
Maya Illusion!
He saw at a glance that this Sukara was not real!
But...
There is no need to expose it!
"Praise to Master Ashura!"
Indra's mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of smile, then clasped his hands together and muttered.
Proman squinted his eyes.
He frowned slightly, staring at [Sukara Sage] in front of him, only to feel that something was strange.
It doesn't look like Master Sukara!
"Is it Maya Illusion pretending?"
Proman squinted his eyes and thought.
As the King of Danava, he is particularly good at Maya Illusion Power. Even if he is not as good as the famous Maya Asura, he is the second echelon after him.
He is now very sure that he is not wrong.
This Sukara Sage is definitely strange!
But now that the Asura King has saluted, he can only obey temporarily and wait to try this fake mentor.
"Praise the Asura Master!"
Proman said.
The other Asura generals also spoke.
"Praise the Asura Master!"
Praise the Asura Master!
...
The Asura generals saluted together.
The next moment, Indra smiled and took a big step, slowly walked up the steps, and gradually approached the mentor with a rhythmic stepping sound.
Finally, he came to the side of the mentor and put his hands together.
"The mentor has returned, this is really a big event worth celebrating!"
Indra smiled.
[Sakara Sage] looked him up and down, and finally said: "Boli? The new Asura King!"
"Yes!"
Indra smiled.
The two looked at each other on the high platform.
[Sakara Sage]'s eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "According to the rules of sacrifice, the new king needs to perform the 'enthronement ceremony' when he ascends the throne."
"I heard that you have captured hundreds of thousands of sacrificers."
"With these sacrificers, I can perform the sacrifice for you as soon as possible."
[Sakara Sage] said.
Hearing this, Indra's eyes flickered.
The throne ceremony, which is similar to the coronation ceremony, is nothing to say!
"Praise the teacher!"
Indra put his hands together, smiled and sat on his throne.
He glanced at the 'teacher' standing on the side.
This person can perform the [enthronement ceremony], and it seems that he is a sage with profound asceticism.
No wonder he can deceive these Asuras with Maya!
"Hehe!"
"Let me see your true face!"
Indra smiled slightly.
In his pupils, all kinds of misty brilliance immediately emerged, and the Maya magic power rippled like ink, reflecting the other party's figure.
On the other side, the Asura generals below were a little surprised.
[Namuzhi] was slightly startled.
Is it the coronation ceremony?
This sacrifice requires the worship of the three gods. The previous Asura kings did not like to do it. I didn't expect that the mentor would bring it up again.
This guy Boli actually agreed.
"This guy..."
Ploman narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered, and he murmured in his heart.
"This guy should not be the king of the earth before Sukara who did not respect the three gods and did not perform the "coronation ceremony". Sukara would not say much."
"This guy is probably fake!"
Ploman thought to himself.
He is now basically sure that this "Sukara" is fake.
But there is still a slight possibility that it is true!
Just in case!
Swish!
Proman took a step forward.
He smiled and said slowly: "Today is the return of the master. It is a great day for me, Asura. We should celebrate. I have a pair of brothers under my command."
"Durantak and Durugan!"
"This pair of brothers are proficient in pestle fighting!"
"They are also believers of Datian like you, the master."
"Why not let them fight with pestles here and show them off."
Proman chuckled.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
He did not give any time to react. He turned his head to look at the gate and clapped his hands directly. The crisp applause instantly spread out of the temple.
Boom!
A ray of light flashed in the gate.
Two tall figures followed.
Their faces were very similar, with decorative blue gems inlaid on their foreheads. Their bodies were also similar. They held huge golden pestles in their hands and stepped forward.
"Durantak, Trugan!"
"You come to fight for the king and the mentor!"
Proman muttered while transmitting the message, secretly ordering the two guys.
Bang! Bang!
[Durantak] and [Trugan] stood on both sides of the hall. As soon as their palms loosened, the two golden pestles fell heavily to the ground.
[Durantak] smiled confidently.
He flicked his index finger and gently wiped his straight beard, causing it to bounce slightly.
The next moment, his big hand slowly fell, his palm covering the top of the pestle handle, and with a twist of his five fingers, the golden pestle immediately turned.
[Trugan] also pulled out the pestle violently, holding it with both hands, and holding the golden pestle diagonally in his arms.
Boom! ! !
The moment the two grabbed the pestle.
Their figures spun out at the same time, and the huge golden war pestles slammed together, making a deafening roar.
At this time, the two seemed to turn into a golden whirlwind, constantly colliding with each other.
Under the huge force!
The dazzling flames flashed and burst everywhere. The terrifying power caused the void to vibrate, causing the surrounding Asuras to retreat carefully.
It even spread outside the temple and spread to the distance, causing countless Asuras to stop and look.
Dong! Dong! Dong...
A series of divine pestle collisions sounded in this temple.
The next moment, [Durantak] and [Drugang] were in the staggered.
The eyes of the two flashed.
Now!
Swish! Swish!
They twisted their waists suddenly, bowed and grabbed the ground, and the golden giant pestles in their hands were thrown out instantly.
The divine pestles were wrapped in wind and flames, like two golden meteors, smashing towards Sukara Sage.
