Milky Ocean, Vighna.
The Thousand-Headed Serpent King Shesha coiled into a bed, and he carefully unfurled the bone wings on his back, which he gently wafted like a feather fan, stirring a faint fragrant breeze.
The fragrant breeze was refreshing to the heart and delightful to the spirit!
Vishnu sat upon the Snake Bed, immersed in the scented wind. His handsome face, however, showed not a hint of joy but was filled with worry.
"The Heavenly Realm has been breached!"
"Brahma has really caused a catastrophe, there are too many Sinduras this time, difficult to handle!"
"First, go to find Indra!"
Vishnu murmured to himself.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than he pushed himself up with one hand from the Snake Bed and stood up.
He was going to have a serious talk with Indra!
Vishnu took a step forward.
Within this golden Thousand-Gated City, the golden-winged bird Garuda spread its wings and soars, coming forth through the thousand layers of gates.
Whoosh!
