Whoosh!
A streak of bright light bloomed in the eyes of Fire God Agni.
"Beastmaster's Treasure!"
Agni muttered to himself.
The next moment, a great wind lifted sand and stones, dust obscured the sun and covered the sky.
Within this flash of the ax, it seemed to contain infinite life: lions were roaring, tigers were stalking their prey, rhinos were colliding, and elephants were trumpeting loudly...
Thousands of lives, intertwined in one place!
This life force converged, forming a phantom of Shiva holding a Trishula, charging with the ax light.
Hum!
The initial sacred sound echoed, and the light flashed and then vanished.
Boom!
The sound of destruction thundered in the ears.
Wind God Vayu and Water God Varuna widened their eyes, turned their heads in shock, and looked behind them.
A canyon-like long deep pit starkly extended into the distance, within it black smoke billowed, and residual flames burned, making a crackling sound.
Agni sat as if in a posture.
