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Under the command of Serpent Mother Gandharva, throngs of Naga serpents were braced for action, ready at any moment.
In the Heavenly Realm.
Chariots and horses were also fully prepared.
Hiss!
The Sun God's stallion shook its head and neighed loudly, iron hooves trampling the ground, mane fluttering, displaying a magnificent and spirited form.
The divine chariot opened up behind was likewise ablaze with golden brilliance.
The carriage was studded with gems, with colorful ribbons fluttering, resplendent in splendor—it indeed was a grand divine chariot.
The next moment, the devas turned their gaze to Soma, who lay prostrate on the ground.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The expressions of the devas tensed, their demeanor serious.
Soma was covered in blood, his body riddled with wounds, barely recognizable as human anymore.
"..."
Indra raised his hand, thunderbolt divine power surged, transforming into a pale blue chain, and in an instant, he flung Soma into the divine chariot.
