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"All the heavenly weapons granted by the sages and great gods! Now is the time to display your true power!"
The platinum-glowing Divine Sword of Salvation held tightly in Rama's hands began to transform. The massive square magic array behind his chariot was undoubtedly the Mandala Array.
This time, instead of launching the divine artifacts bestowed by the gods as rays of salvation lightning, they transformed into arrows.
A pitch-black steel longbow appeared in Rama's hand. Behind him, a quiver had materialized at some point, filled with dozens of arrows.
These were gifts from the thunder god Indra along with the invincible strong bow, and the mysterious quiver with arrows that would never run out.
Inside the quiver were various arrows bestowed by the holy sages who had been Rama's martial teachers when he was a prince, as well as by the gods themselves.
Rama, riding his celestial chariot, drew his bow and aimed an arrow at Haru in the sky.
"The power you've been using to bind me so far is an authority that manipulates the energy density in the atmosphere, correct?"
"Against other gods, it's a formidable weapon, but for someone like me, whose physical strength and divine power are only slightly inferior to yours, it's like moving from air into deep sea, just a matter of slight adaptation. Moreover, my greatest skill is... archery."
Rama released the bowstring, and the arrow shot out like a laser beam.
At the same time, the divine weapons on the Mandala Array behind Rama followed his release, aiming at Haru's body and launching with thunderous explosions.
Rama was attempting to find a flaw in Haru's defenses through long-range attacks. When Haru mentioned a fate worse than death, Rama felt a chilling dread unimaginable even to mortals or gods.
Therefore, to avoid that outcome, he yearned for victory, more so than at any time since his descent into the world.
A hero favored by all, shooting arrows from a steel bow, this was no long-range attack.
The arrows carried the divine powers of various gods, including Indra the thunder god, Agni the fire god, and Surya the sun god.
Rama spared no effort, continuously shooting these arrows through his hands or from the Mandala Array behind him.
Even the weakest of these arrows could unleash explosions and shockwaves capable of utterly destroying a town. Additionally, they came with devastating extras, the special abilities of the divine artifacts.
Furthermore, there were arrows with "double the power," "triple the power," and even "ten times the power," continuously drawn from Rama's quiver.
In ancient Indian mythology, the battles of heroes were described in this manner. The heroes frequently used weapons like bows, arrows, and spears, magical weapons capable of releasing flames and lightning to cause massive destruction.
Moreover, the heroes would ride chariots soaring through the skies, much like Rama's current appearance.
Modern scholars, studying these records, have proposed various peculiar theories such as "ancient India possessed a super civilization more advanced than modern science and technology," or "these are evidences of flying ships (or UFOs) engaging in nuclear warfare with missiles."
Now, Haru was utterly convinced by these scholars' assertions, for he witnessed Rama continuously firing arrows at him with the destructive power measured in units of hydrogen bombs, double, triple, even tenfold in strength.
From all directions, front, back, left, right, east, west, south, north, formidable arrows shot toward Haru, forming an impenetrable barrage that locked him in. Being hit was an inevitable outcome.
Haru continuously adjusted the gravitational coefficients, making his body perform a variety of evasive maneuvers. When he couldn't dodge, he relied on his physical resilience.
Using his "Divine Step" ability, he avoided divine weapons that his god-slayer instincts warned could harm him, thereby mitigating the risk of being struck by the special abilities of the divine artifacts.
At this moment, he was like a martial arts master dancing on the tip of a blade, perfectly evading the arrows while swiftly closing the distance toward the azure-haired noble prince.
The arrows that Haru dodged bombarded the white ground below indiscriminately. These arrows, carrying formidable destructive power, were more akin to hydrogen warheads, annihilating anything that existed on the ground.
In less than a hundred meters, Haru spent over ten minutes to reach Rama. He unleashed a fierce offensive with kicks and punches carrying formidable mass.
Rama swung the Divine Sword to collide with Haru's fists and feet.
The sounds of muscles being torn and the clash of metal echoed. The sharpness of the Divine Sword of Salvation was enough to break through Haru's external defenses and cut into his flesh, but when it met his body's hardest bones, it could advance no further.
No, it wasn't that it couldn't advance, it was a state of mutual destruction. With numerous clashes between blade and bone, Haru's hand and foot bones were visibly cracked, and obvious nicks appeared on the Divine Sword.
Haru continuously tried to close in within a one-meter radius, the effective range of his extended arm, but Rama was well aware of this intent.
The valiant hero performed formidable sword techniques honed over countless years of slaughter, executing moves that defied human biomechanics.
Invisible and unpredictable sword skills kept Haru at bay two meters away, forcing him into a war of attrition with Rama.
The situation reached a stalemate. Haru's broken bones rapidly healed under the influence of the Earth's vitality, and when nicks appeared on the Divine Sword, Rama swiftly repaired them.
However, as time went on, Haru grew agitated. Ignoring his body's limits, he began to augment himself with the mass of the African continental plate, swinging increasingly heavy punches.
The Divine Sword of Salvation was a formidable divine blade that absorbed the Earth's power for its use. Haru's magical energy, imbued with the Earth's authority, was naturally a form of Earth power.
Previously, when his magically enhanced body clashed with the Divine Sword, he could ignore the blade's devouring effect. But once the sword cut into his body, he couldn't prevent it from absorbing his energy from within.
Rama was naturally aware of this. He manipulated the Divine Sword to continuously absorb Haru's power to repair itself. Even though the recoil from the clashes between blade and bone caused his palms to crack, Rama exerted all his strength to maintain the melee.
If this situation continued for a month, Haru, despite his vast magical reserves, would likely exhaust his power and die. As long as Rama could withstand Haru's increasingly heavy punches, the scales of victory would tip in his favor.
Seeing the hope of victory, Rama struggled bitterly under the formidable punches that could shatter the moon.
At this moment, beside Rama's quiver, an amorphous shadow was wriggling.
The shadow had a part resembling a human arm. That arm reached toward the quiver, attempting to draw a black arrow. It was an arrow with both the arrowhead and fletching made of pure black material.
The moment he saw the arrow, Haru, who had obtained information about Rama, immediately understood: it was the Arrow of Destruction imbued with the power of Shiva, one of the three principal Gods of India, the god of destruction.
"Brother, let me lend you a hand!!!"
The shadowy arm seized Shiva's Arrow from behind Rama while he was struggling.
Rama's pupils contracted violently, goosebumps rising all over his body. A sense of ominous dread enveloped him, and he shouted in a panicked rage.
"Idiot, stop!"
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