Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

The Narayana treasure has the effect of "not returning until the enemy is killed. There is no one it cannot kill." In the Mahabharata, Arjuna's teacher Drona received this blessing by making offerings to it.

Judging from the power they displayed, Rama seemed to be in the superior position at this moment, because the sea of ​​arrows he shot out was behind him, and he was surrounded by armor radiating divine power. No matter how you look at it, he was much stronger than Krishna, who was just sitting in front of the giant wish-fulfilling tree.

"Bharata's shamans are indeed very ancient, and quite impressive..."

The man with the smoke-filled glasses, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, adjusted his sunglasses and smiled slightly. "It's a pity that it's a power that doesn't belong to Earth, Rama. If Krishna hadn't willingly given it up, you wouldn't have had such a smooth journey."

Indeed, as the Mirror of Smoke says, if Krishna had not accepted the concept of Bodhisattva, Rama would not have been able to achieve the unity of the three gods so easily. After all, Krishna, as an emanation of Vishnu, had an influence that could even overshadow Vishnu himself.

At this moment, Krishna remained silent in the face of Rama's attack, merely pointing his index finger at him.

Then, a leaf fell from the Ruyi Jiebo Tree, and a faint yet completely out of place light appeared in the sky above Washington, a thin line shimmering with holy golden light.

It fell like a raindrop, instantly annihilating the previously overwhelming offensive. Not only that, it continued to rush towards Rama as if passing through an empty field. Even if Rama ran through the air at his previous speed, he could not dodge it, as if it were an automatically tracking cannonball.

"Why? Aren't Rama and Krishna different emanations of the same god? Why did it have to come to this?"

Amidst the stinging tension, Ritsuka, having learned the general identities of the two from Mashu standing nearby, asked a question.

"Due to the deviation, the Master of Chaldea, Fujimaru Ritsuka."

Smoke Mirror's gaze suddenly turned to Ritsuka and Mash beside him. "In ancient India, Vishnu was the protector, but protection does not mean justice. As a protector, he would harm his own followers for the sake of the world, and then calmly accept the curse as punishment, thus driving the next historical event. The so-called god of divination is both the master of the world and a pawn."

Then, the smoke mirror asked Fujimaru Ritsuka again.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, who do you think represents the divine side of these two people, and who represents the human side?"

Ritsuka remained silent for a few seconds after that.

"...I don't know them very well, so I can't make any judgments based on what I see now."

"That's a good answer. She's so much better than my troublesome younger sister."

Smoke Mirror nodded.

"Krishna is divine, yet he reveals humanity. From the beginning, he knew the fate of everyone in the Mahabharata. It was a grand war orchestrated by the Indian 'Brahman,' who designed such a harsh path for his own reincarnation for the sake of all beings. Having become Krishna, he also used himself as a pawn for the sake of all beings, walking this lonely path without changing his expression. What could be more tragic and resolute than this?"

The topic of fate has always been a difficult concept to describe, whether in the age of gods or in modern times; it can even be called original sin.

Many stories themselves begin with conjectures about this concept.

"Rama, though human, displayed divinity; he was an ideal hero, and thus, in accordance with people's ideals, he banished his pregnant wife."

"That's true..."

Hearing the words of the Smoke Mirror on the other side, Ganesha couldn't help but smile. "That's right, that's why my grandfather's anger contained a part of Vishnu, as well as Krishna and Rama."

In response, Ritsuka asked, puzzled:

"By the way, Ganesh, aren't you going to try to persuade them to stop?"

"Let them go, anyway, it's all over."

Ganesh shrugged slightly. "Actually, Krishna and Rama were both on the same 'right' path, but they got into a dispute because they simply didn't like each other. That's how it is."

"Just think of it as venting, after all, Krishna has never seen Rama, he only knows about him."

Shuichi glanced at the disheveled Rama who was being chased, "If it were me, I would also want to give Rama a good beating, even though I know he has his reasons, I still can't help it."

"Me too."

Felix nodded in deep agreement.

While the group was discussing, Olt, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up:

“In the past, those who sought the happiness of all beings had to wield a sharp sword. To obtain happiness without resorting to violence was extremely difficult.”

Unlike the others who nodded, unaware of his true identity, Yan Yanjing's lips curled into a subtle smile.

After all, this is Ort!

How could Olt say something like that?

It was as if an orchestral melody of lamentation resounded in Smoke Mirror's chest. So even the Star Eater could have such insights. How did his own Fifth Sun manage to do that?

It's incredible.

In fact, this wasn't really Ort's insight, but rather the result of her own understanding on the sun, and her powerful computing ability, which forced the two processes of '4.6 billion years' she experienced to be consistent with Novia's '4.6 billion years'. This insight, derived from Ort's, was what she received from Novia.

"There will always be someone who creates happiness for future generations, a happiness where they no longer have to fear the darkness. Humanity itself is constantly moving forward in this way. Leaving aside the world-famous or obscure heroic stories, there will always be someone who leaves something for the world—"

"The simple and uninteresting passion of 'bringing happiness to strangers'."

The words of the cold and aloof blonde-green-haired girl shattered Tralock's previous perception of her.

As expected, she has the same personality as Novia... This is really putting a lot of pressure on me.

"If it's truly outstanding, even if it's only for a period of time."

Smoke Mirror, who was listening nearby, put her finger on her chin and nodded, "I also acknowledge the current you."

“These are not my words.”

The girl, in the guise of the Star Eater, had a bright gleam in her eyes as she placed her hand on her chest. "It's mine..."

Then she fell silent, refusing to speak no matter how many people nearby asked her.

Smoke Mirror and Tralock can be roughly guessed, and if nothing unexpected happens, it is Novia. As for Ganesh, who is smiling happily on the side, if he knew who it was, he would probably tell Ort to not say such things that would affect the relationship between his maternal grandparents.

As they were talking, facing an unavoidable attack, Rama finally had nowhere to run, sighed slightly, and prepared to face defeat.

However, in an instant, the entire environment changed, turning into pure dark smoke.

Even Krishna's wish-fulfilling tree quickly dissipated; judging from his own reaction, it was probably the concept that dissipated.

While the people of the Americas were still puzzled, the people of the Indian camp were already ashen-faced, as they were well aware of this reaction.

Soon, the dark smoke turned into a hazy mist, and a purple-skinned woman with a cloak held Krishna in one hand and Rama in the other, lifting him up like a chick, and then ruthlessly dropping him.

Destroy, look up at the sky.

Destroy it, look up at the sky.

Then, quietly and peacefully, suddenly, it will fall.

"Don't worry, I won't escape before my husband finishes his rage, hehehehe!"

Stirring up a storm, the wrath of eight hands.

His gaze swept across the ground, his eyes as sharp as blades.

Looking up at Ganesh, he called out that name.

“…Grandma Kali!”

For people of the Hindu pantheon, Kali is more terrifying than the stern Durga, after all, it is the wrath of wrath.

"Is this what your Hindu goddess looks like?"

Clear his throat with the smoke-filled glasses and take off his sunglasses.

No? Isn't this a bit crazy? This is the first time I've seen a pantheon of gods look like this.

"I...I don't know why Grandma Durga would let Grandma Kali appear..."

Ganesh answered Smoke Mirror's question with trepidation; judging from her trembling, it wouldn't be unacceptable if she said she would run away at any moment.

Apart from Ganesh, the reactions of the Indian Servants were basically similar. The one who showed the most fear was Furito, who knelt on the ground and clasped her hands together in front of Kali in the sky without even raising her head.

"No, that's enough. The first sun in a foreign land, we'll meet again someday—"

"babble!"

Ganesh, who was about to run away, suddenly stopped because the arms that suddenly appeared in various parts of her body caused the girl's pupils to shrink instantly and her to tremble involuntarily.

Kali, Grandma Kali is here... Father, save me! If all else fails, call Mom! Grandpa, come quick, everyone is waiting for you to save them...

"Don't run away, Ganesh... let me touch you..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ganesh chuckled awkwardly twice. "Well, it's been a long time, Grandma Kali—"

"What are you calling me?"

Oh no, I said the wrong thing.

Since the last time Ganesh saw Kali was the last time, he forgot in his panic that Kali didn't like to add her name and only called her Grandmother. This was because she was very unhappy with Durga, Moses, and Kama, and adding their names would force her to accept it, so she refused to call them that.

However, what Ganesh experienced afterward was not the usual 'punishment'—that is, having eight hands twist her ears for a long time before transforming back into Durga for a severe reprimand. Instead, she was pulled behind her. At this moment, Kali took a step forward, with all the terrified Indian Servants behind her.

"Will you be my enemy?"

Kali, who usually appears mad, stares intently at Ort with a rare seriousness.

Neither he nor Durga could defeat them; no matter what they did, this distance wouldn't be enough to protect them.

Ahead lay a heavy, impending sense of impending death, as if it would crush one's heart—

destroy.

Kali actually really likes the people of India because they all have the scent of a husband, a very fragrant scent, which she likes. However, as soon as she gets close to them, they run away because they are afraid of her, so Kali is actually quite sad about this.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have abandoned the time Durga allowed her to appear during, and instead returned to her body to sulk after being feared by Ganesh in the past.

Even so, facing an 'invincible enemy,' Kari still wanted to protect those behind her.

However, since Ort had remained silent for the previous reasons, Kari took this as a silent acquiescence, but she did not act immediately, only kept expressing her meaning.

"I am here, watching; I will shred; I will devour; I will triumph, and triumph again; I am merely a butcher, and I kill..."

"Ok?"

Ort reacted immediately to that word—'kill'.

Therefore, he began to scan the woman in front of him, and unsurprisingly, he detected an emotion that seemed to be similar to Novia's.

"What brings you here to kill me?"

"Because what I love is blood, and slaughter, and... Gavia... my husband..."

Although Kali seems crazy and talks about killing and death all the time, she actually has the same personality as Durga, just a bit silly. Just like now, she is playing with Ort's eight hands.

“I really like the ‘sun’ where he is, because it’s beautiful.”

Boiling emotions continued to push Ortega's still-cold rational judgment forward. "My husband, Favia."

"Oh, ah."

Upon hearing this, Kali didn't know what to say and could only utter two dry sounds.

Although I don't know what happened, they don't seem to be enemies. If they're not enemies... then they're friends.

Immediately afterwards, Ort and Kali stared at each other, as if in a game, whoever didn't start first would lose.

"It's unbelievable that Grandma Kali would be so peaceful one day..."

Ganesh looked at Kali with surprise, then turned to face the Indians and said seriously, "Alright, now that everything is over, everyone should leave quickly."

Having already seen Gavia's Water Defender and the followers led by Frutus, they naturally agreed.

Of course, there were also Servants who had not seen it before, and therefore quietly objected.

"Where's the promised God Ganesh? Are you guys lying to me—?"

"Nonsense, am I doing this for your own good? Look at the mess you've all made! Even though Krishna is taking responsibility for you, you've still done it, haven't you? I'm just glad Grandpa didn't kill you all first. Maybe that's how Grandma Kali escaped!"

At this point, Ganesh pointed to Antoga among the dissenting Servants, making him a prime example.

"Yes, and you too. Don't hide, you good-for-nothing brother Antoga. I don't know what you were thinking back then, actually wanting Mom and Grandpa to... Sigh, Father was still lenient. If it were me, I would have made you repent for thousands of years first."

"No, please stop scolding me, little sister..."

With her eyes bandaged, Antoga was speechless upon hearing this. "That's because I was too young before. I'm much more mature now, don't you think, little sister..."

Subsequently, with Anthaka as their representative, those who had previously opposed Ganesh left one by one.

As for Kali, Ganesh really didn't dare to speak, so before leaving, she pulled Ritsuka and held her hands.

"Until fate allows, Master of Chaldea. Also—"

The brown-haired girl leaned close to Ritsuka's ear.

"My grandfather's safety in Chaldea is in your hands! Therefore, I bless you, Fujimaru Ritsuka, may you always be healthy."

After he finished speaking, Ganesh also turned into blue photons and disappeared.

"Forehead……"