Chapter 12

"Indra!"

"In the Ocean of Milk below, all the power and luxury you seek are contained, including the elixir of immortality," Vishnu said calmly.

Vishnu issued an S-level quest—Churn the Ocean of Milk!

Quest rewards: Restoration of divine power, other treasures, and the elixir of immortality.

"However..."

"Asura King Kimmuka is currently carrying Mandara Mountain. Under the guidance of Sage Sukra, he intends to use Mandara Mountain to churn the Ocean of Milk by himself."

Hearing this, Indra nodded in sudden realization.

"So Kimmuka wants to mix things up first. He plans to churn the Ocean of Milk, turning it into a paste, but since he's not big enough, he's using Mandara Mountain as a churn to extract the essence from the Ocean of Milk!"

Vishnu tilted his head slightly.

What Indra said sounded odd, but it was essentially correct.

"Exactly!"

Vishnu nodded earnestly.

"Kimmuka has the power of a blessing. His current strength far exceeds yours; you are not his match!"

Vishnu's tone shifted, his expression turning serious as he outlined the present difficulty.

At these words, the gods became alarmed, their anxiety clear.

The fire god Agni opened his mouth, the sun god Surya's face darkened, the water god Varuna stood in confusion, and the wind god Vayu swayed.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

The black Ocean of Milk churned violently as Kimmuka's enormous form appeared, holding the colossal Mandara Mountain, which resembled a heavenly pillar, and gently lowering it into the Ocean of Milk.

Mandara Mountain, which seemed to support the heavens and earth, was nestled in Kimmuka's embrace.

His massive waist bent forward slightly, moving slowly like an old bear scratching a tree, churning the ocean.

The vast Ocean of Milk surged with immense waves, dark and boundless, its expanse immeasurable, stretching infinitely.

Amidst the towering waves of the Ocean of Milk, the gods were in utter panic.

"This Kimmuka is beyond our ability to defeat!"

"Please, Lord, save us!"

"Lord, act quickly!"

The wind god Vayu and the other gods cried out.

Hearing this, Vishnu smiled silently, then looked at Indra and asked softly, "Indra, what do you think?"

"The Ocean of Milk is boundless, both wide and deep, capable of holding infinite things. Though he can stand on its surface with divine power, lifting Mandara Mountain, which is the world's center, might cause him to sink."

Indra analyzed.

Churning the Ocean of Milk required more than just the gods and Asuras.

After they brought Mandara Mountain, Vishnu would incarnate as a tortoise to support Mandara Mountain, preventing it from sinking into the Ocean of Milk.

Although Kimmuka possessed boundless divine power, he couldn't match the infinite. Once his power was exhausted, if he didn't let go of Mandara Mountain, he would be dragged into the Ocean of Milk.

"Playing with a heavy load isn't easy, especially when it's Mandara Mountain!"

"Kimmuka, I bet you don't have an indestructible kidney!"

With this in mind, Indra looked at Garuda.

"Garuda!"

Turning around, Indra said, "Go to the heavens and bring all the other gods and many Gandharvas. Churning the Ocean of Milk requires their help too!"

Garuda's mouth twitched.

He wasn't a subordinate of Indra and didn't want to follow his orders.

"Although I must respect you, that's not a reason for you to command me!"

Garuda retorted.

"Hmm~ you're right. He can't last much longer!" Vishnu chuckled softly. "Garuda! Indra is correct. Go!"

Garuda: "..."

Garuda was speechless.

It seemed that Vishnu was influenced by Indra!

But with Vishnu's command, he had no choice but to comply.  

Swish!

Garuda spread his wings and flew toward the heavens.

At that moment, Vishnu tilted his head slightly, his divine discus spinning in his hand, his gaze sweeping over Indra.

He was somewhat surprised.

The previous Indra would have belittled Kimmuka, accusing him of coveting his throne and deserving death.

His gaze shifted to Kimmuka, who was moving slower and heavier, with the Ocean of Milk already reaching his ankles and rising to his knees.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

Kimmuka, with Mandara Mountain in his arms, used his divine power to churn the boundless Ocean of Milk.

"Master, I can't hold on!"

Kimmuka panted, his brilliant eyes bloodshot, his body starting to sink into the Ocean of Milk.

"This is bad!"

Seeing this, Sage Sukra felt the situation was dire.

Kimmuka intended to churn the Ocean of Milk with Mandara Mountain, but if Mandara Mountain fell into the ocean, the Trimurti would intervene, putting Kimmuka in danger!

Sage Sukra looked solemn and quickly shouted, "Hold on, I'll go to the underworld to gather more Asuras. Don't let the gods interfere!"

Swish!

With that, Sage Sukra immediately set off for the underworld to bring reinforcements to stabilize Mandara Mountain.

Kimmuka's eyes widened.

His enormous form stood in the Ocean of Milk, his arms turning red as he hugged the giant mountain, unleashing a power that terrified the gods.

For a moment, Mandara Mountain was stabilized!

"Lord, why not take Mandara Mountain from him?"

The sun god Surya bowed respectfully to Vishnu.

"He's holding Mandara Mountain without letting it sink into the Ocean of Milk. He hasn't harmed the world or violated dharma. The Trimurti won't interfere unless necessary!"

Vishnu said softly.

"So we need to follow the rules!"

Indra thought.

"In that case, let's tickle him!" Indra waved his hand, signaling the gods to move forward.

"!!!"

The gods were terrified.

But trusting Indra and Vishnu, they followed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Indra flew to Kimmuka's sun-like eyes, hovering, staring at the colossal figure in amazement.

So huge!

The size difference was so vast that Kimmuka couldn't see Indra standing before him.

"Blind you!"

Indra gathered divine power in his hands, unleashing a blinding lightning bolt, launching a Kamehameha at Kimmuka's eyes.

Boom, boom, boom!

Lightning flashed, splitting the sky, shaking the cosmos, illuminating Kimmuka's eyes.

"Huh? Ah!!!"

A thunderous roar, like an earthquake, erupted.

Kimmuka's eyes burned, his face bewildered, and he quickly shut his eyes tightly.

When he reopened them, he realized he'd been attacked, glaring at the source of the lightning.

The gods stood before him.

"Indra!"

Kimmuka's voice thundered over the Ocean of Milk, making Indra's ears ring.

Indra pointed a finger and spoke.

"Kimmuka, I'm here to negotiate!"

(End of chapter)