"Keep it?"
Wind God Vayu glanced at the many dark towers in the Heavenly Realm.
The style of the Asura was too heavy, and it didn't match with them, the Devas, but since the Heavenly Emperor had said to keep it, there was no problem with keeping it.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Devas slowly flew past in the Heavenly Realm.
Huge statues stood tall, each depicting a Mara Asura, every single one lifelike, some with hands clasped behind their backs, others holding battle axes, some in the position of drawing a bow...
Thousands of postures, manes flying, carved as though they were alive.
When the Devas arrived at the entrance of the Heavenly Emperor's Temple, they found three even larger statues standing tall.
Indra looked at the huge statue on the left.
