The authority dwelling within the Brahmastra was the certainty of a victorious strike. Therefore, the moment the Asura King was pierced by the Brahmastra, his fate of defeat was sealed.
As for the subsequent clash between the vast sea of lightning and the Asura King's offensive, it was merely a meaningless aftershock. Even Aži Dahāka couldn't withstand the power of the Brahmastra, let alone the Asura King before him.
And while the lightning was blazing and the aftershock had yet to dissipate, two powerful pressures arrived one after another.
"Spare him!"
A thunderous voice echoed through the sky, transmitted from a great distance.
At this time, Artoria had already finished cleaning up the entire Asura clan. After sensing the unusual movement, she immediately looked towards the east with vigilance. "Who's there?"
The rushing lightning seemed somewhat familiar to her, as if it were the power Su Mo had used just now. And what followed was a spiritual rank she had seen before and was relatively familiar with.
"Arriving after the battle is over, most likely a law enforcer coming to clean up," Su Mo made a small joke and looked at the visitor in the distance.
His words couldn't really be called a joke, because he had guessed correctly.
"...Alright, looks like I didn't make it in time!"
The lightning stopped at the edge of the battlefield, transforming into a scruffy middle-aged man who looked both dashing and down-and-out. The middle-aged man let out a helpless sigh, looking like a corporate slave working overtime. But his immense spiritual rank and the divine light flashing between his brows proved that he was definitely no ordinary person.
The Great Peng Golden-Winged Bird clan on the side instantly recognized his name.
"Lord Indra, Emperor of Heaven!"
"Lord Indra, you've finally arrived!"
As one of the Twelve Devas, the head of the good gods, Indra, who should have been subjugating a Devil King in the lower world, had finally rushed back to the heavenly realm. Unfortunately, he still couldn't stop the fight that had just occurred.
Hearing the shouts of the Great Peng Golden-Winged Bird clan and looking at the already exterminated Asura clan, Indra waved his hand, signaling them not to pay their respects for now.
He had more important things to do than to communicate with the survivors.
Thinking of this, he raised his eyes, and his golden pupils met Su Mo's directly.
Facing this terrifying existence who dared to attack his own colleague, who had forced a dignified Three-Digit Primordial God and Buddha into a Devil King, and then killed him, the first words of the majestic and stern war god were—
"Excuse me, young man, do I know you?"
"Huh?"
The Great Peng Golden-Winged Bird clan was slightly taken aback by this question. Even Saber Alter showed a strange expression. Only little Garling's expression was as confused as Indra's.
"No, why do you ask?" Su Mo answered crisply and asked back.
"If you don't know me, how can you play with my authority better than I can... sorry, I have to ask this, otherwise some idiot will think I know you and that we have some special collusion," Indra exclaimed in amazement, then explained his purpose, and secretly dissed some unknown existence.
"A dignified God-King is also afraid of others' misunderstanding?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows and deliberately asked back.
"Can't be helped. There are too many demons and monsters in the world, and there are also insects in the pantheons," Indra cooperated and complained.
Then, a cold voice of a certain mysterious existence came from his ear. "Indra, watch your words. Do not overstep!"
Indra was not at all surprised by this voice. As the one with the duty of transmitting messages, he was the messenger who conveyed the will of the higher-ups of the pantheons to Indra.
In fact, he had heard this voice half a minute ago. At that time, he had just realized from the results of the Haotian Mirror that he had fallen for a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and had hurriedly returned with the Heavenly Army.
Unlike the complex ceremony of descending as a human in the lower world, when returning to the heavenly realm, he only needed to break through the ritual's constraints, which was an operation he could complete in the blink of an eye. As for the Heavenly Army under his command, most of them were only Four-Digits and were not bound at all, so they naturally didn't need to be sorted out.
And after returning to the heavenly realm, Indra had originally wanted to lead the Heavenly Army back to Mount Meru to solve the matter of little Garling and the Celtic pantheon's Devil King at the same time.
Just then, this messenger contacted him with an angry tone. "Indra, what is your relationship with those Devil Kings? Why did you give your power to these enemies of the gods!"
The first words were a strong questioning.
With Indra's temper, he naturally couldn't stand this groundless accusation. Just as he was about to refute, the other party transmitted the scene on the battlefield to him.
Looking at the battlefield, at the "Indra Guīmìng" used by Su Mo, which had almost completely replicated his own power, Indra's eyes widened. "Damn it, it's clearly my power, why does this guy look so cool using it!"
"?"
The messenger was at a loss for a moment. What was this war god thinking?
"No! He copied my power, I have to copy it back. From now on, I'll use this golden-armored war god trick to show off!"
It wasn't until Indra made his happy declaration that the messenger realized how unreliable this guy was.
"Indra, he's the enemy!"
Hearing this, Indra didn't think much of it.
Enemy? Whose enemy? It has nothing to do with him anyway. Maybe the other party can teach the Asura King a lesson and help solve the Roc Demon King problem at the same time! It would be great if he could solve the Roc Demon King's lifelong affair. It would be like finding a good match for his old friend's daughter. This guy is so familiar with my power, he must admire me very much. Can someone who admires me be a bad person?
It wasn't until the Asura King was enraged and completely fell into a Devil King that Indra realized something was wrong.
The young man before him was strong, but his actions were a bit too rash. That was a Three-Digit level Devil King!
Realizing the danger, Indra didn't have time to wait for the main force of the Heavenly Army to set off. At the messenger's urging, he turned into lightning and rushed to the battlefield alone.
Before setting off, Indra's plan was to ask the Asura King to show mercy. It would be a pity for such a young and powerful hero to die here.
He didn't expect that after arriving, the situation on the battlefield had changed far beyond his expectations. In such a short time, the one who was defeated was actually the Asura King.
He was a colleague after all, and also considered his father-in-law. Indra tried to save him, but it was too late. The moment he saw the Brahmastra pierce the Asura King's chest, he knew that things were irreversible. So he could only show himself and negotiate with the young hero before him, who was suspected to be human but could not possibly be human.
He had thought that with the other party's temper, the two of them would not be able to communicate, but he didn't expect the other party to be unexpectedly to his liking.
Indra took the opportunity to be sarcastic a few times, which made the messenger's voice tremble with anger.
"To attack the Eight Legions in the holy land of the Buddhist sect, and even exterminate an entire legion, do you know what your actions mean, do you know what kind of treatment you will receive?"
At this moment, Indra's expression was grim, and tribulation lightning flashed in the sky, as if symbolizing the wrath of heaven.
Seeing his attitude, the Great Peng Golden-Winged Bird clan, including little Garling, all showed worried expressions. "Lord Indra..."
They immediately spoke up, trying to plead for Su Mo. The Great Peng Golden-Winged Bird clan was proud, but for their life-saving benefactor, they would not hesitate to repay with all their strength. Even if the other party was an enemy of the Buddhist sect, the kindness itself could not be erased.
But before they could say much, they were stopped by a thunderous voice. "Shut up! I haven't settled the score with you for starting a war with the Asura clan! Do you think you'll be fine?"
After silencing everyone with his extreme power, Indra finally cast his oppressive gaze on Su Mo.
To his surprise, Su Mo not only did not show any worry or fear, but even showed a very calm smile.
"The treatment I will receive?" Su Mo smiled with great interest, then answered, "It should be being thanked by the Buddhist sect, being commended by the pantheons, and becoming a model for all of Little Garden to learn from!"
Hearing this, both Indra and the messenger were stunned.
In the next instant, the two of them asked the same question.
"What nonsense are you/he talking about?"
And faced with this strange question, Su Mo answered in a matter-of-fact tone, "I quelled the internal turmoil of the Buddhist sect, rescued the imprisoned princess, and also subjugated a Devil King for the pantheons, washing away the stain of the Buddhist sect. No matter how you look at it, I should be welcomed as a distinguished guest, right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.
The person who had forced the Asura King to fall into a Devil King and had extinguished the Asura clan, actually said that he should be commended?
They had never seen anyone so bold.
And more importantly...
"That seems to make some sense?"
Indra touched his chin, and was actually a little convinced.
Even the messenger was choked at this moment and couldn't say a word.
There was no way around it. Although everyone knew that the Asura King was forced to fall by Su Mo, in the unwritten rules of Little Garden, no matter what the reason, no matter what the situation, falling into a Devil King was not allowed. Even if you died a grievous death, you could not become a Devil King.
Only on this point did the world of Little Garden have a very obvious moral mysophobia. To the extent that Su Mo's inhuman behavior was actually very much in line with the procedural justice of Little Garden.
As for the extermination of the Asura clan, after this race became a Devil King's clan, it also became a small matter that could not be held against him.
For a moment, even though everyone knew that what Su Mo had done was wrong, no one could criticize him in the slightest, and could almost only go along with his wishes and praise his merit in subjugating the Devil King.
How strange.