"This is... Shiva!!!"

When a huge figure with three faces appeared from the blood mist, he stood in front of the South Asians with a blank look on his face. Sitharaman, who didn't know what had happened, instantly turned to shock on his face.

"Three-faced Shiva!"

This figure looked exactly like the three-faced image of Shiva he had read in religious texts, and it was also exactly the same as the sculpture he saw.

The only difference is that only two of the three sides of Shiva's head are complete, and the other side has no specific appearance.

But feeling the huge sense of holiness coming from the figure, and the huge sense of oppression that he had never felt before, Sitharaman was sure that what he saw before him was the three-sided form of Shiva after his birth!

"Shiva appears..."

Sitharaman's face changed from shock to extremely pious, and then he slowly prostrated on the ground.

What an honor and gift it is to see Shiva come into the world?

It's just a pity that Master Laxman has never seen such a scene...

Wrong!

Master Laxman must have been living in Shiva's kingdom, accompanying Shiva day and night.

Sitharaman suddenly remembered that after he returned home, there were rumors that Master Johari's ascetic practices were approved by Shiva, so he deliberately performed miracles and rewarded Master Johari.

At that time, Master Johari did not ask for any reward from Shiva, but only said that he hoped to be with Shiva forever.

Master Johari said he didn’t want rewards, but actually he wanted the biggest reward.

After hearing this incident, countless ascetics praised Johari for his great wisdom.

Sitharaman seemed to understand in a trance what it means to always be by Shiva's side.

Nothing can stay with Shiva more permanently than being one with Shiva!

The South Asians behind him looked at each other, and with shock and piety, they prostrate themselves on the ground and shouted "Siva Mahatma".

……

"Is this Johari's trump card?" Robert's eyes showed excitement, "It looks pretty good?"

The secretary beside him commented truthfully: "It is very powerful. It is not an exaggeration to say that this aura is possessed by the gods. I have never seen a practitioner with such a powerful aura."

"I can't feel whether it's strong or not, but the momentum is really good, and it can make me feel suffocated even from such a distance." Robert said, "Johari has good hidden things, but why do I feel that Johari is more famous than

Is Laxman still stronger?"

The secretary guessed: "Johari's current method has never been shown in South Asia. If he uses this method, Laxman is far from his opponent."

"If Johari's method is not inherited and has been hidden by himself, then this method should be something that he did not know where he got from, and it should be in the near future. I suggest that the company focus more on South Asia, especially in South Asia.

It is to pay attention to the rumor that Johari met Shiva."

"When you go back, make a report to the headquarters. I am also interested in Johari." Robert smiled, "This so-called Shiva only appears in two sides. If there is a third side, will it be even stronger than now?"<

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"Maybe."

"These are not important." Robert looked at the blood mist left on the ground among the South Asians. "Just now, fifteen of the South Asians took the potion, and eleven of them died on the spot. Four of them began to awaken, and the awakening rate was much higher than that of ordinary people.

People take potions."

"The survival rate of powerful practitioners who take medicine without conflict is about four times that of ordinary people. For ordinary people, at most one person out of fifteen can survive, which is considered good luck."

"Record the data, and if possible, collect the blood or body tissues of some South Asians who took the medicine from the battlefield after the war, and bring it back for study."

He patted his head with some pain: "Fifteen potions are already the maximum potion that I can mobilize under my authority. If I can't get something back, I will suffer a big loss this time... Oh? That East Asian guy hasn't given up yet!

What a commendable courage! How could he possibly want to fight against Shiva of this size?"

"It's not confrontation." The secretary looked at Lu Zhen, who was walking towards "Shiva" step by step. "From his eyes, I saw confidence and excitement."

……

"What the hell...what is this?!" Zhang Chulan wiped his eyes and looked at the figures on three sides again. The figures were still so deformed, without any change.

His heart skipped a beat, and an idea suddenly came to his mind——

Lu Zhen may not be able to win this battle!

He had never thought that Lu Zhen might fail before, but the oppression of the monster that appeared in his field of vision was too strong and terrifying.

Zhang Chulan even felt that none of the aliens he had seen so far who exploded with full force seemed to have such suffocating momentum.

Not only was he imposing and oppressive, but the moment the monster appeared, he actually showed no hostility towards the monster.

It seems that this thing is an existence higher than itself, an existence that should be the object of belief.

Anyone who disbelieves or commits blasphemy will face its wrath and punishment like the punishment of heaven.

Zhang Chulan can still control and restrain his behavior and consciousness with his strong will, but even if many employees who are not close, their expressions change, their bodies shake, and they become trembling, as if they are about to crawl on the ground like those South Asians.

,worship the monster.

"What kind of monster is this?" Zhang Chulan said to himself again.

"I'm afraid this is not a monster." Zhang Lingyu looked at the prostrate South Asians, "I heard them call this thing Shiva, so this should be Shiva, one of the three-phase gods they believe in."

"Shiva? One of their highest gods?" Zhang Chulan frowned.

"That's right." Zhang Lingyu nodded and thought, "I once saw a saying that Shiva has a three-sided form. This is how it is described in the book."

"The book says that among the three faces of Shiva, the calm face in the middle is the sky, which is the tranquility beyond joy and anger, and represents the power to protect and maintain the world."

"The right face is the angry Lord of Fear, which represents chaos and destruction. This is Shiva's duty of destruction."

"The left side of the face is supposed to be the happy sky of laughter, which represents joy and creation."

"But here... I don't know why, only two of the three sides appear, and one side does not appear, but both sides are consistent with the description in the book."

"It's a bit scary..." Wang Zhenqiu, who was eavesdropping, swallowed, "You mean, this thing is a South Asian god who came to the world? Then how can you fight? God... If this guy is really a god, there are practitioners.

Is he his opponent?"

Hao Yi and Bi Youlong, whose expressions became a little heavy, also looked at Zhang Lingyu, as if they wanted to know if this disciple of Longhu Mountain had any clever ideas.

"I don't know about this." Zhang Lingyu spread his hands, "But don't be too negative. If this guy is really the god who can create heaven and earth in just a wave of his hand, he can't have that much momentum, so everyone also

Don’t worry too much, at least Lu Zhen can resist his oppression.”

Wang Zhenqiu frowned: "The South Asians are so well-prepared, I'm worried that they may have a back-up plan."

……

On the roof, looking at the three strange beings, the shorter stranger sighed: "What a strong monster, are you sure you can deal with it? They seem to say this thing is a god from South Asia."

"God..." The slender stranger's aura grew stronger and stronger, "I'm very interested, but unfortunately... this is not my opponent."

"It's decided, I want to challenge another god!"

After speaking, his momentum gradually weakened, and he became an ordinary spectator again.

The shorter Yiren smiled and said: "This kind of opponent is rare but hard to find. Look at the price paid for the birth of this so-called god."

"So many South Asian practitioners were used as consumables and dedicated into this so-called Shiva's body, so this thing appeared. Where can you find the second one?"

The slender stranger looked up at the sky: "You will find it. I have a hunch that such opportunities will only increase."

"More and more? What kind of scene will that be? A world where gods decide everything?" The shorter Yiren shook his head slightly, "This is not interesting at all... Oh, it's about to start! Tsk, Lu Zhenyue

It's getting stronger and stronger, and its momentum is no less impressive than the opponent's."

……

"Take me as the subject of research? Reveal the secret of Shiva?" The calm face of the three-faced Shiva is still peaceful, "The arrogance of mortals prevents you from understanding the greatness of Shiva, and leads you to destruction without knowing it!

You should know what kind of existence gods are!"

The fearful Lord on the right widened his eyes angrily: "Those who disrespect Lord Shiva shall bear the wrath of Lord Lord Shiva! Those who disrespect Lord Lord Shiva shall lose all joy!"

The calm face in the middle smiled slightly: "Korana, your consciousness can still be preserved intact. Enjoying the joy of being one with Shiva in your waking state is the greatest gift Shiva has given you."<

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"I shall become Shiva's wrath and destroy all disrespectful people for Shiva!" The voice of the Lord of Fear was loud and breathtaking.

"Gods... it's a pity that you are not at the top." Lu Zhen looked at the missing left side of Shiva on the three sides with some regret.

If this thing could reach its complete state, how strong would it be?

Although it is not complete, it is enough to study the so-called gods of South Asians and the strange power that caused Johari and others to undergo such a big change and become powerful to this level in the blink of an eye.

No matter what Shiva is, no matter the weird Johari, or why Korana who was killed by him is resurrected here, Lu Zhen only has his own opponent in his eyes.

He took a step forward, with four colors flowing in his eyes, and his momentum slowly rose.

The strong wind coming from within made his clothes bulge, making him look full of power.

A thin figure confronts a three-headed monster that claims to be a statement, and the two huge momentums have already collided together.

As if dark clouds were covering the sky, the atmosphere became even more depressing.

Behind Lu Zhen, a magnificent mixture of four colors began to appear, as if it had crossed the world barrier from another world and appeared in this world.
To be continued...