Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

I was wondering why that Naratuo sage suddenly appeared in front of me, and why you appeared in front of me. It's because I am a derivative of Shiva, so I am extremely special and extremely important. Otherwise, neither of you would have appeared in front of me.

"Since you, Shiva, have been watching over me for so long, why have you only appeared before me now? Do you wish me to be great, or terrifying?"

The provocative words came naturally from Andoja's mouth.

It seemed that Anthaka did this on purpose, but it did not enrage Shiva; he simply continued to answer quietly.

"Whether you become great or terrible depends on your choices, Anthaka. Whether your past is a blessing or a curse depends on your choices. Whether you repent or give up on yourself still depends on your choices."

"Haha, I actually have so many choices."

Anthaka approached Shiva step by step, saying, "I never expected that the Great Deity would personally come to warn me, Anthaka. But what crime have I committed? I did have something I wanted to do, but I haven't done anything yet."

At this point, Antoga seemed to have been seen talking to himself, and gave an apologetic smile.

"Great Heaven, please forgive me. In the darkness, I often talk to myself. I am often alone and blind."

"Brahma's blessing could have freed you from the predicament of blindness, but you chose darkness yourself, and now you expect to receive sympathy."

"No, no, no, God, if you want me to beg for forgiveness, then I beg for your forgiveness. I beg for your forgiveness for all my mistakes so far, and yet you have been so lecturing me. For this—"

Antoka placed one hand on his chest and bowed slightly. "I am extremely grateful to you."

He continued.

"Also, Da Tian, ​​you don't need to worry. Without a doubt, I will never let you down in the future... I'm telling you the truth."

"Anthaka!"

Shiva spoke an angry voice to Anthaka, who had spoken a lie.

"One day when you truly understand the meaning of reality, you won't say that anymore."

"Real? What is reality?"

Anthaka roared at Shiva, whose face remained indifferent, as if he had suddenly become enraged.

Was it when I was a child and those guys bullied me? Or when I was almost burned to death?

He pointed at Shiva, and his whole body erupted with a molten red color.

"I'm your derivative? I'm your child? Don't be ridiculous, there's no way that's possible! Telling me now won't change anything!"

Then, Anthaka laughed and locked eyes with Shiva.

"I'm glad you didn't pity me because I'm pitiful, because I know what's so pitiful about me. I understand that better than anyone else. Don't pity me, laugh at me, make a joke out of me... But who told you to look at me like that!"

I'm not stupid at all, but you think I am? I'm not stupid at all, Antoga isn't stupid at all! But you all think I'm an idiot, right? You're wrong, all wrong, it's not like that, I didn't want it to be like that, Antoga didn't want it to be like that either!

But I'm surrounded by a bunch of disgusting guys, and in their eyes I'm naturally the most disgusting one. That's why I don't want to see the light. It's too disgusting. Compared to the disgusting light, I'd rather stay in the darkness with only one ray of light. That's enough for Antoga!

"Great Heaven, do you think you're superior to me just because you're the God of Destruction and the God of Companions? Do you think you're better than me? You're terribly wrong! Listen carefully, Great Heaven, do you understand? I am your derivative. If I'm so disgusting, then you, as my original self and my father, are also disgusting."

Dark clouds rolled in, and a fierce wind surged, forming a swirling vortex within which lightning crackled.

boom! boom! boom!

Blinding bolts of lightning crashed down, followed by countless streaks of azure light that densely covered the area around the two.

Finally, Andoka opened his arms to Shiva and shouted:

"I, and you, are both trash, equally trash—"

The roar shattered the clouds, turning them into a deep, dark expanse.

Anthaka's figure was like a shooting star, carrying darkness and lightning, transforming into a ball of blue-black fire, and instantly rushing straight towards Shiva.

"So, die, Shiva!"

Shiva waved his trident, black smoke billowing around him, and headed towards the speeding Anthaka.

In an instant, a terrifying explosion reverberated through the void, and finally, Antoga crashed to the ground, engulfed in flames as it fell upon the earth.

Boom!

A violent explosion rose from the ground, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the air, and flames and thick smoke billowed up.

Anthaka is no match for Shiva. Although he is Shiva’s wrath like Water Deity, he also has some Parvati elements, so the gap between him and Shiva himself and Water Deity is even greater.

Moreover, although he can choose how he dies, it doesn't mean he's invincible. He doesn't have the buff of Vairocana that makes him invincible; he's just 'immortal'.

Anthaka, who had been knocked to the ground by Shiva's blow, was not to be outdone. He quickly got up and roared again. His fists pounded his chest, producing a thunderous roar. As his arms swung, he stirred up a violent hurricane, scattering the flames in all directions, and stomped his feet on the ground.

Then, Anthaka pushed off the ground with all his might and charged bravely toward Shiva.

His upper body leans extremely forward, constantly moving forward. This posture represents his determination and the direction he is heading. There is only one option: Shiva.

However, Shiva simply waved his trident lightly, and the black smoke that followed swept across the world at an astonishing speed.

Such astonishing energy made people mistakenly believe that destruction had begun at this moment. The divine power that was accelerating uncontrollably was transformed into destructive particles, which should have destroyed everything it came into contact with. If it weren't for Brahma's restraining effect, this intense destructive power would probably have been witnessed throughout the entire Three Realms.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, when the light subsided, Antoga, who had been knocked to the ground again, was bewildered.

Because the ground beneath his feet was literally halved, from him onwards, wherever the black smoke came into contact with it, the power of the God of Destruction evaporated it completely, leaving the molten surface still burning and bubbling with smoke.

Even Antoga himself was spitting blood, and it was clear from a distance that the wound was fatal.

If it weren't for Brahma's blessing, Antokia would have collapsed long ago, but thanks to the blessing, he stood up as if nothing had happened, even though he was covered in blood.

then.

"Anthaka".

Shiva's calm voice continued to ring out.

Do you want to continue?

Upon hearing this, Andoka still smiled joyfully, seemingly very happy.

"Shiva, although you can hurt me, taking my life will not be easy."

Shiva's power could indeed kill Anthaka, but not completely, because Anthaka, who had the blessing to "decide how he dies," would not die before the day when "the day he truly thirsts for light will be my death day," and would immediately be resurrected.

The same applies now. Although Shiva could violate this rule and forcibly kill Anthaka, the result would be the collapse of the world, which would have to be destroyed, and a new cycle would begin. This was the first cycle in the Hindu divine era, so Shiva took it very seriously. Otherwise, he wouldn't have repeatedly tried to persuade Anthaka, who was considered his son, to change his mind.

Although Anthaka understood that he was only spared immediate death thanks to Brahma's blessing, he was certainly on the defensive.

Shiva is like a storm; what would happen if he knew a storm was coming in a few seconds?

Judging from what seemed like a casual strike just now, it was a sure kill for Antoga.

--destroy.

Anthaka understood the horror of this title.

At the same time, he also personally felt the difference between himself as rage and it. Without Brahma's blessing, how many times would he have died?

This isn't walking a tightrope; it's more like dancing on a spider's web. It wouldn't be surprising if it broke at any moment, because what Antoka is doing right now is a rebellion against conventional wisdom, but he has no regrets.

"I want to repay him, to repay him."

We must repay him; yes, he has friends.

Even the children of darkness, born in darkness, burying their lives in darkness, and destined to return to darkness one day, have friends.

Moa, who acted as the proxy of the god of love, was an insignificant deity in the eyes of the three realms.

However, in the eyes of Antoka, who had been helped by him, Moa was more worthy of his worship than all the gods and all the symbiotic gods in the world.

I want to be that kind of person, I want to become him.

Therefore, I want Shiva's power; I want to kill Shiva, all of him, everyone, everything—

"Kill everything...including him?"

At that moment, Antoga saw the murmurs originating from his own 'darkness' and couldn't help but murmur the same words.

This voice reached Shiva's ears, and the god of destruction questioned him in a voice that sounded incredibly calm to Anthaka:

“Tell me who you want to kill, Antoka.”

Da Tian's words were not questionable; in other words, they were simply a statement.

Shiva was well aware that the "he" mentioned by Anthaka was the reincarnation of Kavia.

"No, no, I didn't—"

“You can be angry with me, you can have evil thoughts, but you shouldn’t have such thoughts, Anthaka.”

The next instant, a thunderous roar resounded through the sky. Shiva simply stood there, tearing through the thick fog like lightning. With every gesture, he could twist and madden the laws of nature. At the same time, the sound of the thumping damaru drum rang out.

The rapid, vibrating drumbeats seemed to contain boundless rage, emanating from all directions and echoing across the wilderness.

As a result, Antoka's blood turned as cold as ice, causing his whole body to tremble. Fear gradually froze his muscles, and his hands slowly lost their strength.

Fear began to erode his spirit.

Run! Run! Run! No, you can't escape...

It is impossible to withstand this power, not even with the blessing of Brahma.

This sound, which caused turmoil in the universe, made all the gods tremble, and even Brahma and Vishnu were anxious.

If Shiva had actually defied the rule of Brahma's blessing and killed Anthaka, then this cycle of reincarnation would have collapsed due to the violation of the rules, thus forcing the beginning of a new cycle...

But what about next time? Will the next Anthaka be destroyed in the same way? Wouldn't that leave the world stuck in this situation?

But it was too late. Shiva's trident had already shot out with a bang, reflected in Anthaka's eyes, about to pierce Anthaka's chest completely and annihilate him.

But just as Shiva was about to kill Anthaka, something changed—

In an instant, the entire earth underwent a dramatic transformation. The devastated land changed in the blink of an eye, sprouting tangible objects like the Himalayas in the past, and rapidly covering the original site to make it look like a green field, as if spring had arrived.

"You've gone a bit too far, Shiva."

At the last moment, Gavia, who had been urgently summoned by Brahma, said this to the God of Destruction.

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Chapter 311 It's only natural that you treat me this way.

A little earlier.

In the mountains where Kama, the god of love, resides, the soft, drowsy sunlight, the newly painted trees, and the birdsong all blend together perfectly, bringing a blissful springtime.

At that moment, Gavia was fishing by the river. The fishing line in his hand was visible, already submerged in the water. Many leaves, blown down by the wind, were scattered on the river's surface. The light green leaves gathered together, floating leisurely, creating ripples that swayed gently.

Beside a rock covered in moss, Kama, the god of love, rests his chin on his hand and watches all this.

Although Cupid's duties are very busy, he is not extremely busy every day. There are always some free time, like today.

Therefore, Gavia, who was freed from the task of acting as the agent of Eros, could have her own time. However, thinking that if she went far away, Gavia would say "whatever you want" but with a very unhappy expression, she chose fishing to appease her parents, since it was not far from home.

Kama, seeing this, said, "Let me see how your skills have improved. Don't be like before, unable to catch a single fish." Kavia's reaction was obvious; at the very least, Kama's tone and expression revealed his barely suppressed joy.

The two people, one big and one small, were by the river. They looked like a father with his child, but in reality, they were parents with their child. It can only be said that a perfect time has passed, and Kama is still the same little kid he was back then. If nothing happens, he will probably stay like this forever.

Kama, who had come to accompany Gavia under some pretext, saw a familiar body of water before him.

Kama, who first saw this scene at the moment of perfection, was so mesmerized that he forgot the time. But as millions of years have passed, it has become a routine for the god of love, and he no longer feels any emotion towards it.

Despite the familiarity and the indifference that had faded, Kama felt a surge of pride when he saw that Gavia, whom he had raised, liked the place. He narrowed his eyes as if to say, "Hmm, my place is really beautiful, isn't it?"

As for the cockatoo of Kama and Phritha of Gavia, they were still sleeping because it was a rare day of rest.

Time passed, and neither Kama nor Gavia spoke. The only sounds were the rustling of the wind through the leaves, the chirping of birds from the distant forest, the leaping of squirrels among the trees, and the fluttering of colorful butterflies among the flowers.

Kama sat on the rock, gazing at the beautiful scenery in the water and Gavia. Whether out of boredom or other thoughts, he got up and went to the riverbank.

Picking up a leaf from the water, which he had been looking at for a long time, one of thousands of leaves floating on the river, Cupid handled it with the care of a jewel. In the hearts of Gavia's parents, Kama, it must have been something quite interesting.

However, comparing the height of Kama and Gavia, it seems that the god of love belongs to the child. Children are eager to share anything they think is good with others. In a child's heart, things that are worthless in the eyes of adults seem dazzling.

Then Kama went behind Kavia and placed a water-soaked leaf on his head.

"Couldn't you dry the water first before adding it?"

Gavia did not turn around, but simply said this.

His tone was not accusatory at all; in fact, it sounded more like he was saying, "It would be better to do it this way."

"I'm afraid you won't notice. Anyway, it's not a big problem. If it really doesn't work, I can just comb your hair for you."

Kama didn't seem to care and continued speaking.

"You can't even catch Aya, so why are you still fishing?"