Boom!
Within the gates, a crack opened.
The wave-like Power of Asceticism disappeared as if the intense effort from before had been an illusion, shocking Namuchi and the others.
Thud!
The next moment, the great doors moved with a loud bang, flinging open wide. Howling winds gushed out like a white stallion at full gallop, assailing the multitude of Asuras before them.
The light in Indra's eyes was piercing; his expression slightly stern.
He stood to the side, stepping forward with a thud. His large red cape fluttered in the wind like a ferocious beast opening its gaping maw, as if it were about to break free at any moment and devour them whole.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
At this moment, many Asuras stumbled backward in rapid succession, their faces showing utter shock.
Their eyes widened, some filled with terror, some with fear, and others with ulterior motives as they stared at the figure of the King of Asura before them.
"Bali!"
Vairocana whispered.
