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Indian Mythology: the Heavenly Emperor is not working today

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

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Chapter 232: Oh great Craftsman God, how can you be so selfish, Wind God! (Vote for Monthly Tickets!)

What is this?!

Indra blinked, scanning the box in the hands of the craftsman Vishvakarman with astonishment.

He hadn't approached Vishvakarman before.

It must have been Surya who sought him!

Thinking thus, Indra reached out to take the box, gently lifting the lid.

Swish!

As the box opened, a faint golden light blossomed forth.

Indra fixed his gaze for a closer look.

A curled up bag lay within the box.

This bag was golden yellow throughout, yet not dazzling, instead it exuded a dark gold hue, seemingly non-reflective, very low-key and restrained.

"So, it's this bag!"

Indra clicked his tongue, suddenly realizing.

Dead memories were resurrected in his mind.

Originally, he had told Surya that they could find an opportunity to trap Sani inside the bag and give him a good beating, after which Sani would certainly behave.

Surya, you actually had Vishvakarman make it!

Tch!

Indra shook his head, unable to suppress a laugh.