Myth: The Emperor of Heaven is not at work today

Chapter 553: The Son of the Emperor of Heaven ascends to the throne, do you want to make progress? (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
In an instant, the head of [Ten Heads] flashed all over, and many heads condensed one by one on both sides, and twenty arms appeared from the shoulders.

[Ten Poems] Waving his arms.

The wind blew violently, and a whirlpool formed around the Ten Heads. He suddenly attacked, waving his two big arms out, grabbing it, and was about to lift it up in an instant.

But [Shishou] obviously underestimated the weight of the wristbands.

boom!
[Ten Poems] The arms holding the wrist guards were blood red, and the hideous blood vessels were like undercurrents under the earth, rushing and flowing, as if they were about to burst out of the skin, dyeing the arms bright red.

"Good weight!"

[Ten Poems] My heart is at peace.

His pupils were tightly locked as he stared fiercely at the wristband on the throne, feeling a little shocked.

This wrist guard is so heavy!

How can it be?

[Tenth Poem] With red eyes, he lowered his head and stared at the pair of wristbands.

Huge arms also fell from his left and right shoulders and grabbed the golden wristband fiercely.

[Tenth Poem] He pulled backwards violently, his whole body like a crooked tree in a storm, and a terrifying force burst out from his body, trying to pull out the pair of wrist guards.

Rumble!
The huge rocks under the feet of the ten heads shattered, forming spider-web-like cracks that spread outward, causing the entire palace to shake.

"Just a pair of wrist guards!"

"I definitely can. Hahaha!"

[Ten Poems] He opened his mouth and laughed wildly.

[Boli] smiled and watched the scene quietly without saying a word.

Rumble!
[Ten Poems] Divine power urges again.

The entire palace shook even more violently, like a candle in the wind.

But the wrist guards remained motionless, and he suddenly fell back, stumbling to the ground.

boom!
[Ten Poems] He fell to the ground, his face suddenly changed, and he stared at the pair of wristbands intently.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

[Ten Poems] murmured.

He actually couldn't lift the pair of wrist guards.

Hearing this, [Boli] smiled and walked forward, slowly came to the front of the throne, stretched out his hand to grab the wristband, gently lifted it, held it in the palm of his hand, and clasped it on his wrist with his side hand.

[Boli] twisted his hands and loosened his big hands.

"Ah!"

"See, you can't even lift my wrist guard, and the Emperor is more powerful than me."

"What are you talking about attacking the heavens?"

【Boli】 said with a smile.

[Ten Poems] Hearing this laughter, he found it extremely harsh. All ten of his faces turned red, and expressions of anger, displeasure, and shame suddenly appeared on their faces.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

Shame!
What a shame!

……

skyline.

Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.

Indra sat firmly on the throne, his hands on either side of it, his golden eyes radiating light, as if thousands of wheels were turning, quietly observing the scene.

The next moment, he raised his hands, massaging his temples and kneading his eye sockets.

“Ten!”

"It is becoming more and more like a golden bed, but it is still lacking in strength and confidence. This emotion is far from enough to fill the net of righteousness."

Indra murmured.

These ten Rakshasas had not yet pushed their arrogance to the peak, and they were defeated after just a slight blow.

This guy needs to be broken down and then rebuilt before the ultimate emotion can be born.

"Looks like I have to go help him!"

“And my incarnation may also be conceived with the help of ten lyres.”

Indra muttered to himself.

Now that Rama has not yet been born, the Ten Heads are undoubtedly the protagonists of this human world. Whether it is love or hate, they can make more changes in the world's Maya.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the throne, and made a decision in his heart.

Next, he will change his identity and go down to earth for a while.

He temporarily occupies the position of Emperor of Heaven!

but……

Now he had to find someone to take his place in donating rainwater. Letting Aaravata do it alone would be considered pet abuse.

He is not an irresponsible person.

What needs to be done must be done!

Indra rested his chin on one hand, lost in thought.

"I'm not a pet abuser either!"

"I feel uncomfortable doing this!"

Indra muttered.

hold head high! ! !
Suddenly, a loud elephant roar sounded, echoing outside the palace, accompanied by a series of hurricane explosions.

"!!!"

Indra raised his eyebrows and looked outside the palace.

His sight pierced through many barriers and fell on the giant snow-white three-headed elephant Airavata. At this time, Airavata was shaking his three heads, stepping on the rainbow and walking leisurely.

[Marut] was jumping on the broad back of Arapatta.

He jumped non-stop on the white elephant's head, and sometimes turned from one into seven, running around on the white elephant's back, hanging on the tusks, stepping on the trunk, or rolling around; sometimes he turned from seven into one, becoming one, and summoning a storm to blow away the sea of ​​clouds in front.

What a happy look!
Indra's eyes lit up.

He touched his chin and shook his head.

it is good!
very good!

[Marut] It seems that this child likes to accompany Airavata very much. The two of them must be happy and joyful when they go to bring rain. Isn’t it beautiful?
Indra made a decision in his mind.

Thinking of this, he smiled and put his hands together and clapped them lightly.

Snapped! Bang bang!

Faint sounds of applause rang out, as if carrying encouragement, and instantly reached the ears of [Morut].

Ok?
[Morutu] was slightly stunned. As he was in doubt, a beam of light descended and enveloped him. In a flash, he appeared in the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven.

"child!"

"Do you want to progress?"

Indra smiled.

"progress?"

[Morut] was slightly stunned.

His seven pairs of eyes blinked, looking at his father strangely.

What progress?
[Morut] looked puzzled.

Seeing this scene, Indra smiled. He slowly stood up from the throne. His tall figure loomed over and obscured Marut.

Tatata!
Indra walked down slowly, came to Marut's side, raised his hand and gently placed it on Marut's shoulder.

The two walked slowly.

"child!"

"You have been playing with Aarabot these days, right?"

Indra smiled.

Hearing this, [Morut] smiled and shook his head.

"hey-hey!"

"Yes, father, it ran too fast. Fortunately, I was able to catch Airavada's tail, otherwise I would have been thrown out!"

[Morut] looked excited.

Ah!
Indra also smiled and shook his head.

"So did you and Aaravata go to the human world?"

"went!"

"Have you met anyone in the human world?"

"Met!"

Morut tilted his head.

He blinked, recalling the past when they went to the human world together.

"We did encounter this. When we were in the clouds, many people from the villages below rushed out to pay tribute to Aaravatar!" "There were so many people!"

[Morut] scratched his head and continued, "Many people also offered tributes, including pineapples, bananas, mangoes and other fruits."

Speaking of this, [Morut] couldn't help but be amazed.

Almost every time they arrived at an inhabited village, there would be people coming to worship them, not to mention the big cities, where the tributes were even more abundant.

He was already full at that time!

Thinking of this, [Morut] touched his belly.

He was quite envious of Airavata!

"Child, do you know why Arapatta is so revered?"

"why?"

[Morut] looked up, his eyes filled with curiosity and excitement.

“That’s why Aaravata is so revered!”

"That's because it can make clouds and rain, dispel drought and thirst, bring rain to all things, and bring good luck!"

"With rain, frogs can croak; with rain, fireflies can gather; with rain, crops can grow."

"Morut!"

"My child, the storm!"

"Do you want to be respected like Airavata? Do you want to be called a great god like Airavata? Do you want to receive tributes like Airavata?"

Indra slowly raised his hands.

With a wave of his big hand, a dark cloud condensed in his hand, and drops of rain fell from it, carrying vitality.

The next moment, Indra lowered his head slightly and looked at his child with encouragement in his eyes.

"!!!"

Hearing Indra's words, [Murut's] eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand what his father meant by "progress".

"I want to! I want to improve!"

"Father, help me!"

Morut shook his head.

He transformed into fourteen arms, put them together and praised Indra.

Indra smiled.

"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and a sharp vajra with a thousand blades appeared in his hand, shining with golden light, and each blade was flashing with cold light, like thunder and lightning.

Swish!
Bolts of lightning shot out from the vajra, and then gathered together to form a similar vajra that fell into Morut's hands.

"Morut!"

"my child!"

"Take this vajra. With it you will have the power to move clouds and rain. You will be revered like Arapatta!"

Indra spoke.

He raised his big hand and patted Morut's shoulder hard.

"!!!"

"I understand!"

[Murut] shook his head vigorously, looking at the vajra happily, and said.

He clenched the vajra tightly, lightning flashed in his eyes, and he was so excited that he kept imagining in his mind how he would be as revered as Aaravata in the future.

It's amazing!
"child!"

“You have this power, but you still need to use it to bring benefits to the world and to everyone, only then can you gain the respect of the world.”

"Go! Go and gain glory!"

Indra encouraged.

"Father!"

"I understand!"

[Murut] turned slowly, holding the vajra as if it were a supreme treasure, and turned into a golden light and flew out of the palace.

"Murut is so energetic, like a storm, he must be more efficient than Airavada at work!"

"This will make Aaravata much more relaxed!"

Indra said with satisfaction.

He was very satisfied and happy with Morut's arrangements for today.

very good!

Next it's time to leave here!
"I have to change my identity when I go to see Shishou this time. The identity of an ascetic might be good!"

Indra pondered.

He shook his body and turned into an ascetic wearing wooden shoes and a long robe. He disappeared in a flash of golden light.

Swish!
After Indra disappeared, a ray of light appeared.

Shezhi held her belly with both hands and rushed out from the light happily.

"Husband!"

"I am pregnant!"

Shezhi's beautiful face was filled with rosy red as she trotted out happily.

But the next moment, she looked around and didn't see any figure.

Not here? !
……

call out! ! !
[Ten Poems] Gloomy face.

He stood on the divine chariot, his hands clenched tightly, his face blackened, as if possessed by the evil god Kali.

"hateful!"

"Damn it!"

"I can't even lift a pair of wrist guards. What's the point of all my hard training over the years? I thought I was invincible all these years, but I can't even lift a pair of Asura's wrist guards."

[Ten Poems] Gnashing teeth and gasping for breath.

boom!
Rumble!
As his face turned gloomy, the sky also turned dark. Dark clouds covered the sky, thunder rolled, strong winds blew, and bursts of loud thunder broke out.

boom!
A blinding bolt of lightning struck down, instantly illuminating the face of [Ten Shou].

【Ten Poems】Look up suddenly.

He stared straight at the sky, his body trembling, the strong wind tearing at his clothes, his hair flying like a madman.

"Thunder and lightning!"

"Indra! Are you laughing at me?!"

"Do you think you can defeat me? You can't defeat me, and you can't destroy my will. I will definitely defeat you! Defeat Asura, defeat the gods!"

[Ten Poems] Pointing at the sky angrily, roaring and howling.

boom!
Rumble!
The next moment, a ray of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, as fast as lightning, piercing through the void and instantly hitting his divine chariot.

Click! ! !

The entire divine chariot collapsed in an instant, with fragments flying everywhere. The [Ten Heads] instantly fell from the sky and landed on the earth like a meteor.

With a bang, [Ten Poems] fell to the ground and stood up from the pit.

"Humph!"

[Tenth Poem] snorted angrily.

He shook his head, looking unhappy.

This time, not only did he fail to gain the allies of Asura, but he couldn't even lift the wristband of King Boli. Now when he came back, he was struck by lightning.

He was so angry!

He really needs something to vent now.

【Ten Poems】Take big steps and move forward.

The next moment, he heard bursts of percussion music.

Ta da da~ da da da~
Da da da da da!
"Praise to Narayana, praise to the Supreme Lord!"

"Maha Paramita, your radiance is unshakable!"

……

Amid the crisp knocking sounds, [Ten Heads] looked closely and saw a sturdy ascetic walking towards them.

This ascetic was dressed in a white sacrificial robe, with a vajra around his neck and bodhi beads hanging on his arms.

Of course, what is even more eye-catching is that this guy is accompanied by a big dog.

"That Luoyan! That Luoyan!"

“Praise to Narayana!”

A faint voice echoed.

[Tenth Poem] His eyes turned cold as he stared at the ascetic in front of him, and he said coldly and viciously: "Vishnu's followers? What a noise!"

(End of this chapter)