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66: Chapter 66: The Invincible Lion Head Strike (Please follow, solicit for monthly pass) 66: Chapter 66: The Invincible Lion Head Strike (Please follow, solicit for monthly pass) “Are you afraid?”

As soon as the words were spoken.

Narasimha burst forth, his claws and fangs bared, struggling fiercely, emitting roars that with waves of terrifying destructive power, continually spread out.

In this world, joy is supreme!

The roar of Narasimha carried with it the terrifying power to destroy everything.

Kailash too shook with these roars, as if the ground beneath was overturning, ready to completely collapse.

Regrettably, under the protection of the bestowed blessing, Narasimha’s power could not harm Indra at all.

“You’re afraid!”

There was a hint of certainty in Indra’s tone.

Steadily gazing at the roaring Narasimha, he no longer hesitated, striding towards the massive Narasimha and the griffin.

He did not have a large physique, appearing ant-like in front of Narasimha.

But the voice of Narasimha grew quieter!

“Anger stems from fear, and fear stems from the unknown!”

“You’re afraid of me!”

“You don’t know why you can’t harm me!”

Indra said solemnly.

At these words, it seemed as if Narasimha was provoked further, his lion head shaking furiously, his struggles growing more terrifying, his formidable power almost too much for even the griffin, an incarnation of Shiva, to restrain.

“No!”

Narasimha bellowed madly, his hair disheveled, opening his maw wide, issuing a roaring intimidation.

But Indra had already seen through Narasimha!

“Since you wish to know, I can tell you now, the reason you can’t harm me.”

Indra smiled and raised his hand towards Narasimha, speaking slowly and clearly.

“Because!”

“I have someone above me!”

Indra paused, then continued.

“Just as you can’t harm me, this person is someone you will never be able to defeat!”

Indra declared.

At these words, Narasimha’s bloodthirsty gaze fixated on Indra, opening his huge maw and roaring.

“Who!

Is!

He!”

Narasimha’s eyes were blood-red, filled with rage that could destroy everything, as he roared ferociously.

He wanted to kill this person!

Destroy everything!

Indra’s expression was warm as he smiled at Narasimha in front of him, opening his arms wide as if to embrace the whole world.

“Vishnu!”

Vishnu!

Vishnu!

Vishnu!

Indra’s voice echoed across Kailash, resounding in the ears of all the great deities.

Narasimha abruptly became still, the blood in his eyes gradually fading away.

“Wisdom!”

Mahadeva Shiva smiled slightly and nodded.

Gently swinging his Trishula, the Damru Drum vibrated, transforming the music of destruction into auspicious sounds, the upbeat beating echoing incessantly, reverberating throughout Kailash.

The peaceful music soothed everything.

Narasimha finally calmed down.

Brahma’s eyes lit up, following up with, “Indeed, wisdom!”

Salabhamvid Goddess looked appreciative, smiling at Indra in front of her like a mother-in-law admiring her son-in-law, pleased to see him use wisdom to resolve the disaster.

Goddess Lakshmi also took a deep breath, joyfully looking towards Narasimha.

Roar?!!

Narasimha slightly opened his mouth, stunned in place.

Streams of golden light began to radiate gradually from Narasimha’s body, like the babbling spring waters of melting ice and snow in springtime, slowly trickling out from within Narasimha.

However…

It’s a bit slow, eh?

“Supreme Lord, let me lend you a hand, heh heh ha!”

Indra’s mouth curved into a slight smile, chuckling softly.

He stood sideways, majestic, raising his right hand wide open.

Whoosh!

A Vajra Pestle instantly appeared in his hand.

The Vajra Pestle, with its four corners and thousand teeth, was like a colossal hammer, in his hand like the sun in the sky, radiating endless brilliance.

Dare to devour his brother, bang bang, take two hits from this.

Indra gripped the Vajra Pestle, sprinting with large strides, leaping into the air, his figure soaring high, flickering with endless radiance, accompanied by sparks and lightning.

Whoosh!

He leapt high into the air, right in front of Narasimha, and jumped over the head of the man-lion.

Endless thunder and lightning twined around the Vajra Pestle, which burst forth with storm-like light in his hands, thundering horribly.

“Awaken!”

Indra gripped the Vajra Pestle tightly with both hands, raising it high into the sky and let out a massive roar before slamming it hard onto the head of Narasimha.

Boom!

The Vajra Pestle, carrying boundless power, smashed down on the forehead of Narasimha.

There was a clang like evening drums and morning bells, instantly echoing throughout Kailash.

Narasimha’s head shook slightly.

Indra’s large hand moved in an instant and smacked the blue lion face of Narasimha; the Divine Armor emitted endless cyan light, beginning to absorb the Helakela within Narasimha’s body.

Narasimha convulsed wildly.

Strands of Helakela poison, like Naga venomous snakes, wrapped around and emerged from Narasimha’s gaping maw.

The light of the Divine Armor flickered, absorbing the deadly poison back into itself.

“Still blue,”

Indra’s gaze was intense, examining Narasimha’s blue face.

All of the Helakela inside Narasimha had been absorbed back, but the face of the lion remained a deep blue, as if stained by poison.

Bang!

Indra flew down from the air, landing upon the earth.

The golden light around Narasimha grew ever more dazzling.

Whoosh!

Infinite golden light emerged, gathering atop Narasimha’s head.

Within this radiant brilliance, the figure of Protector God Vishnu took shape.

Great joy spread through the air!

At this moment, Shiva smiled warmly, watching the figure of Vishnu.

Brahma finally let out a sigh of relief, and the Salabhamvid Goddess’s eyes twinkled with a smile, peacefully looking upon the returned Vishnu.

…

In the Milk Sea.

Goddess Lakshmi was also beaming with joy.

She blinked her lovely eyes, and with her snowy hands clasped in front of her chest, her heart swirled with various emotions.

“My husband has finally come to his senses!”

“I shall go to the starry sea and pluck some stars to weave a bracelet for him.”

Goddess Lakshmi felt joy in her heart.

Whoosh!

Garuda flapped his wings, equally joyful, and landed before Goddess Lakshmi.

“Lady Master!”

“Are you going to see the Supreme Lord?

Let me escort you!”

Garuda folded his hands and said happily.

He was also happy for the Supreme Lord and couldn’t wait to see him.

“No need!”

“I will go myself!”

Goddess Lakshmi’s eyes sparkled, her face full of smiles, and she stepped briskly, cheerfully moving forward.

She wanted to find some beautiful stars in the sea of stars, weave them into a bracelet, and give Vishnu a pleasant surprise.

…

Kailash.

Vishnu had finally returned.

Narasimha also finally regained his sanity.

Narasimha opened his maw wide, and gusts of wind blew out from it instantly, followed by the gods he had swallowed.

Whirr!

For a moment, numerous Devas, Immortals, Apsaras, and Gandharvas were all spat out from Narasimha’s mouth.

Uncountable figures densely packed.

Everyone was either shocked, baffled, or unbelieving as they watched the scene unfold.

The avatar of the Protector God has regained his sanity?!

“Praise the Supreme Lord!”

Narasimha pressed his hands together and said softly.

Vishnu smiled gently.

He lifted a finger and a ball of diamond-like cerulean radiance drifted upward from Narasimha’s head, flying into the sky.

The blue light dazzled to the extreme, resembling diamond stars, flashing with icy, cold crisscrossing lights.

So dazzling!

What is this thing?

The gods and Immortals couldn’t help but show curiosity on their faces.