Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"Yes, only the father's anger can confront his anger; our anger is insignificant."

Parvati calmly replied, clasping his hands together, "Himalayas, Father, gather your anger here."

After the words were spoken, something strange happened.

A radiant light that enveloped the universe was born, and a vast, surging divine power began to emerge, comparable to the Himalayas.

The immense radiance gradually shrank and transformed into a human form, each strand of its hair resembling a silver snowflake, radiating a cold aura. Its eyes were as stern as blood, and its brows revealed both majesty and boundless compassion, like the most sacred creation of nature.

As the 'glory' descended, the earth trembled, the void shook, as if all things were celebrating this sacred moment—

Durga.

The newly born goddess of war instinctively picked up the weapons around her, then nodded calmly to Parvati, and headed towards Moshisha in the heavens, based on one of the purposes of her birth.

Shiva's trident gleamed with an indestructible light in Durga's hands, Vishnu's chakra spun at her fingertips, emitting a clear hum, and Indra's thunder surged once more with devastating power in her palms. However, Moses was not to be underestimated; he transformed into various animals along the way, and finally perished under Durga's arrows and sword.

Then--

"Mother, please go and calm Father down."

After killing Moshisha, Durga sat there blankly, looking at Parvati who was speaking to him with a bewildered or calm expression.

"I am not your mother. I exist to carry out divine duties... to carry out the tasks given to me by the gods. I have no husband and no children. Please do not speak to me like that."

Although Durga appears cold on the surface, he actually harbors feelings of affection for Parvati because of her Himalayan allure.

However, Durga is a being created by combining the power of the Hindu gods and, most importantly, the wrath of Gavia. She is like a weapon of destruction, a goddess of killing and battle dedicated to destroying and killing demonic beings. In short, she feels that her duty is to kill, so she cannot show it.

Parvati, who had some prior knowledge of the matter, didn't say much, but simply smiled and asked:

"Then, who is this deity you speak of who can command you to carry out your mission?"

"Woo..."

Durga shook his head. “I don’t know, but it’s not you, nor is it one of the gods I saw when I first appeared. So I’ll wait for him to come to me, so as not to anger him. It’s my duty.”

The silver-haired goddess always exuded a calm anger and a clear sense of oppression, filled with an atmosphere that made people feel that anything evil would be repelled if they touched her. Although her tone and attitude were polite, her actions were like a 'demon-slaying system', and she hardly revealed any personal desires.

"So, Mother, what do you like?"

For some reason, Durga did not continue to refute Parvati's 'mother'.

"What I enjoy is performing my divine duties, and... of course, my beloved husband. Have you seen him?"

"Ok!"

So, in order to get Durga to take action, Parvati used her power to reveal the current situation of Gavia in the human realm.

In that instant, just seeing Gavia's face was an unforgettable experience for Durga.

When I saw the brilliance shining in those bright eyes, a slight warmth rose in my chest, and my lips relaxed uncharacteristically.

Durga memorized every gesture, every movement, every step perfectly.

Every moment felt like eternity to her.

The warmth it contains is more sacred and noble than anything else; it is so beautiful, more beautiful than anything else, more beautiful than anyone else.

That is everything to me, a flawless existence. I have never seen anything like you. Only you are special, pure and flawless.

In Durga's eyes, there was only Gavia.

"Mother, Father needs you now."

Upon hearing Parvati's words, Durga, who had been staring blankly at Gavia, snapped out of his daze and said:

“...Our anger is justified, because we are so foolish and sinful that death is the only option for us.”

"But……"

Parvati smiled sadly, "I saw my father cry..."

In that instant, Durga immediately stood up, gazing resolutely at the human realm and murmuring to himself.

"Save, save the world, I must go save my husband."

“I can do it, I definitely can do it, Durga.”

"This is the right thing to do. It is right for me to save the world and to extend a helping hand to my loved ones."

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Chapter 319 may be a drama, but the love is real.

"My Lord, I entrust this to you, Kama, I beg you."

The world is shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere of tension, as Gavia's wrath has yet to be quelled.

Although the gods of the heavens, led by Brahma, have witnessed the birth of Durga and are eager for her to quell the anger after killing Mosesa, the immortals and other races in the human and earthly realms are still unaware of this.

Just like now, Kama, having just seen off the sage Narada who had come to ask for help, immediately saw that the blond-haired girl, Vritra, who used to be at odds with him and used to love sleeping all day, was treating him with such respect for the first time.

"Honestly, I would do this even if it didn't have to be this way..."

Cupid grumbled softly, then put his hands on his hips, looking smug. "After all, I am the god who raised Aya."

Before Brahma said, "The one who kills Mosesha will be the one who quells the anger," everyone thought that, unsurprisingly, Kama, the god of love, was the key to calming the anger. After all, he was the nurturer, and the relationship was there. Unfortunately, at that moment, Brahma instantly saw the birth of a new lyra, that is, the birth of Durga.

"I hope so, but can it really succeed? Although I shouldn't say this, why is my Lord angry..."

Felix gazed into the distance with deep concern.

The blonde girl's question was perhaps one that no one could understand: Why was Gavia angry? Was it because Sita was abandoned by Rama? Was it due to Mosesha's asceticism? Or was it some other reason unknown to them?

"I……"

Kama wanted to say something, but was momentarily speechless.

He always seems so happy.

He's clearly someone who never gets angry with anyone in the world.

"……I don't know either."

Kama spoke in a melancholy voice, raising his head.

"However, the most important thing right now is to calm things down; the reasons can be discussed later—"

"Lord Kama."

Phrido couldn't help but call out the name of Cupid.

Cupid turned to look at Fritjof.

What's wrong? Why are you suddenly calling me by a respectful title?

Kama uttered a silent question, but did not continue speaking.

"Please, please let my Lord calm down, I really beg you."

“Frido, I promise you, I will do it.”

Kama was overjoyed; he had not felt such intense love for God in a long time.

"For Gavia, my coming to save him is undoubtedly the right thing to do!"

Then Kama quickly arrived at the site of the great battle between the wrathful aspect of Kavia and the Great Deity and the Holy King.

However, for Cupid, figuring out how to enter this battlefield is also a problem.

Nothingness is insufficient to describe this battlefield; it is more like a black hole born in the universe, where color and sound vanish, leaving only emptiness and a mysterious lingering fragrance.

Tearing everything apart and causing collapse, mysterious strength and resistance are meaningless in the face of this nothingness. The forced tearing apart of the universe is already a physical phenomenon.

All that remained were the flames that continued to burn around the edges of the battlefield.

Kama's eyes vaguely reflected that seemingly eternal repetition, the faint flames coming and going, going and coming again, insignificant yet ever-present, like weeds, yet giving one the illusion of an intensely burning internal organ, an abnormal heat.

Countless beams of red light, like bridges, stretched from the sky, mountains, and sea toward this place.

Amidst the howling flames, faint flames converged and eventually transformed into a torrent, plunging into the seemingly empty battlefield.

As Kama was pondering, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

It felt as if my entire back had suddenly frozen, giving rise to a chilling sensation.

"……Um?"

Kama looked out of the battlefield, and the next second, a cold wind suddenly swept over.

Something...something is coming...

Just as Kama had expected, in the next instant, accompanied by a massive flash of light, a tall figure appeared outside the battlefield.

The god of love gazed at the tall goddess with silver hair and red eyes, just like himself. He was first puzzled, because he did not remember such a goddess in the Three Realms. Then he was surprised, because she had the scent of Gavia on her.

Therefore, Kama stared stiffly at Durga.

"...Are you a weapon of the gods?"

Originally, Durga seemed quite comfortable gazing into the depths of the battlefield.

Her dignified stance made her appear as impressive as her duty to fight.

Finally, upon hearing Kama's words, she looked away, turned to Kama, and spoke coldly.

“I am not the weapon of the gods, I am Durga, the weapon of my husband.”

Although Durga's voice sounded strange to Kama, like that of a child who had just learned to speak, Kama felt a sense of relief and improved his mood after learning that Durga had a "husband".

"So, Goddess Durga, who is your husband?"

Kama asked casually.

“I was born from the light of my husband’s anger, therefore my husband is my husband.”

Durga is a goddess constructed solely with the goal of annihilating demons; in other words, she can be viewed as a very stubborn goddess.

For her, she was born from the light of her husband's anger, and she would only love him. This was an unshakable fact and a firm resolve.

Unshaken and unperturbed, for Durga is the lover of Gavia.

Durga has no other affiliation except for Gavia.

"Hehe, what a great relationship, not bad at all."

Perhaps because Durga's meticulous manner was amusing, Kama burst into laughter.

This is natural. Although Kama handed over all the duties of the god of love to Gavia not long after adopting his reincarnation, the god of love, who was just tired of his duties, was still quite happy to witness such sincere and pure love.

Feeling the warmth within him, Kama continued to ask:

"I mean names, you mean your husband, who is he, and what's his name?"

Afterwards, Durga, who had been asked this question by Kama, smiled for the first time in his life.

“My husband is Gavia, and I have come to save him.”

After speaking, Durga entered the center of the battlefield, leaving Kama in a daze.

Because the god of love truly saw love, the love of the Lord of the Himalayas.

As the goddess moved forward, black mist emanated from above, seemingly from the power of Shiva. However, Durga was not interested and did not glance at it. Her eyes were fixed on the front, as if she were gazing expectantly at the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Moreover, Durga said she wanted to save her husband, Gavia, but even though she understood that Rama and Shiva had come for the same purpose, she was more angry than understanding. If she had been born before Gavia's wrathful form, perhaps Shiva and Rama would have had to defeat her before they could see Gavia.

For Durga, Gavia alone was enough; in fact, Durga considered it an unparalleled honor to have her.

At this very moment, in this battlefield that shakes the three realms, the Holy King Rama has fallen to the ground unconscious, while Shiva, on whom so much hope was placed, has vanished without a trace. The God of Destruction, who unleashed the Great Dance of the Gods, is now within the black lotus in Divia's left hand. This is a power capable of tearing countless universes apart and shattering them in the Indian pantheon, turning them into nothingness or creating the world, all within a single thought.

"My husband, I've come to find you."

Durga murmured.

I wonder what kind of expression my husband will have when we meet.

When Akebono is in the angry phase, will he be wary, terrified, murderous, or hateful? Or will he respond to her with a tone full of expectation, love, affection, and excitement?

However, Durga received a completely unexpected reaction. He simply turned around, his face showing an indifferent expression, but still with a slight smile.

"My husband."

Durga called out her pet name for Gavia as she leaned closer to Jin.

Her response was Divia's usual smile, and the large hand gripping her neck.