"I curse you!"
"You will also kill your own son like today and feel the pain of losing your son!"
The roar of Kashyapa Immortal echoed endlessly over the Ocean of Milk.
The pain of losing a son! The pain of losing a son! The pain of losing a son!
Kashigyakya glared angrily at Shiva in front of him, believing that this man truly deserved retribution.
The Devas, too, were in utter chaos.
Whoosh!
Vishnu also arrived at the scene, his eyes intense as he stared at the profound vortex. He couldn't help but say, "Kashyapa, calm down!"
…
At this moment, inside the vortex of the Ocean of Milk.
Boom!
Indra, with arms crossed, was sinking rapidly in the endless Ocean of Milk, plummeting towards the boundless ocean floor.
The destructive power of the Trishula was coming!
At that moment, golden light radiated from Indra's arms, and his body flickered with the brilliance of the sun. The Blessing Force resisted this power, but his body kept plummeting deeper.
Splash!
