"This is troublesome, really troublesome." Indra said in a panic, holding down Azi Dahaka with one hand.
"I overestimated Ouroboros's principles." Indra muttered softly, as if atoning for his own mistake or feeling like a truly useless god.
He never expected Ouroboros to ambush him here. He thought even Ouroboros would know what was more important and urgent.
Azi Dahaka's Spirit Status had reached its limit. Even within the seal, it continued to grow. If he broke free again and destroyed dozens of outer gates or killed a few Kings of Gods, Azi Dahaka would truly trigger the Winds of Decadence. Indra thought the mastermind behind Ouroboros would understand this.
He assumed Ouroboros would use this Gift Game to explain themselves to Little Garden's gods, but who could've guessed their explanation was to force Little Garden to explain itself?
When the Last Trial of Mankind killed a god, it absorbed their achievements, swelling its Spirit Status faster. This time, many were drawn by Arcadia's flag and the Leo Sun Authority used by Ouroboros, some even being incarnations or avatars of Three-Digit beings.
Even if only a fraction, if Azi Dahaka accidentally killed one, Little Garden would be finished.
"What a headache. I not only have to suppress Azi Dahaka but also avoid those who've come to die."
Indra felt his head was twice its usual size.
Many of Arcadia's former allies were drawn by its flag. Those still willing to help Arcadia reclaim it after its fall weren't afraid of trouble.
Yes, he wasn't talking about anyone else but Thor from the Norse Pantheon.
Most critically, Azi Dahaka's wounds were gradually healing, making Indra's headache worse. He couldn't attack, but he couldn't fully control him either.
If he dared attack, Azi Dahaka would dare to revive on the spot. A revival at his peak, with a Spirit Status that had absorbed many Pantheons and the Twelve Divine Generals.
In this situation, even Indra found it tough.
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"Thank goodness, the three-headed dragon is still under control."
Argo crossed space and arrived before Indra in an instant, then stopped. Heracles withdrew Argo, sighing in relief at the sight of the three-headed dragon still restrained by Indra. If he had truly escaped, the problem would've been massive.
Azi Dahaka's three heads surveyed the surroundings, searching for a true human hero who could surpass him. He didn't care about Indra's suppression. All he cared about was his mother and the "Curse" flag he bore—nothing else.
To him, no matter the tricks, deception, weapons, or absolute power, as long as they could surpass him, that was enough. He vowed to always meet their challenges head-on.
But when he saw one of the people on Argo, he was enraged. Even when killed by Indra, insulted by others, or misunderstood, he never frowned. But seeing Aslan, who used the name Angra Mainyu, Mother of the Evil God, he was furious—absolutely furious.
His three pairs of eyes glared at Aslan with absolute killing intent simultaneously. He had never wanted to kill someone, or something, so badly.
This person dared to defile his mother, his master, his faith, and the flag he fought for his entire life.
Then, Azi Dahaka began to struggle. As the rage in his heart surged, Absolute Evil's Spirit Status felt his anger, the support of human history grew stronger, and his wounds began healing rapidly.
"Who permitted you to use that name?"
Countless beams of light and heat gathered in Azi Dahaka's mouth.
In Aslan's eyes, an immense energy, comparable to an entire star compressed into one, gradually condensed into a Wheel of Light like the sun, targeting him.
There was no escape. No matter where he went, this wheel of light would burn him to ashes with absolute heat capable of incinerating a third of the world.
"Halo of the Supreme Ruler!!!"
Azi Dahaka's killing intent was so intense it barely leaked. Others at the scene only felt the pressure caused by his terror and rage.
But wasn't that normal?
After all, he was the strongest Last Trial of Mankind, the strongest God-Slayer, the strongest Demon Lord! It'd be strange if there was no pressure.
Aslan directly faced Azi Dahaka's insane killing intent, though he didn't realize it. His focus was on his main body, and here, Angra Mainyu only maintained basic senses.
Of course, Aslan didn't care, but that didn't mean Indra, Thor, and Heracles didn't.
They knew well how powerful the Last Trial of Mankind was. They watched Azi Dahaka's every move, especially his target for elimination despite being suppressed, and the powerful attack he unleashed.
Stop him!
They had to stop him from releasing this attack, or Aslan and Merlin would likely be doomed. They didn't have the ability to escape the Halo of the Supreme Ruler's range.
If they, especially Kalki, died, the situation would be irreparable.
Kalki was the only known Four-Digit human hero here, the only one with a modern human Spirit Status. Without him, who would be the main attacker?
He could neutralize or even ignore all attacks not from humans or Zoroastrianism.
Almost as the Halo of the Supreme Ruler appeared, Indra, Thor, and Heracles acted simultaneously.
A golden spear appeared in Indra's hand, thrusting straight at the middle of Azi Dahaka's three heads.
Heracles swung a massive wooden club, nearly three or four people tall, striking Azi Dahaka's left head hard.
And Thor's storm axe extended boldly, swinging fiercely at Azi Dahaka's final head.
No!
Not just the final head—Thor, the Thunder God, aimed to cleave the three-headed dragon in two! He wanted to kill Azi Dahaka, to kill Absolute Evil!
"Who are you? You're clearly not Thor, the Thunder God!"
Indra halted his spear, meant for the middle head, and instead blocked the axe swung by "Thor"!
*CLANG!!!*
The clash of the storm axe and Vasavi Shakti produced a piercing sound. At the same Spirit Status level, Indra had a slight edge, knocking the storm axe back.
But seeing Vasavi Shakti with faint rust, Indra's expression turned deadly serious.
"It's you! You're not dead! Zarathustra! The Great Demon of Aging!"
Like Indra, he was an Evil God from the Zoroastrian worldview, unrestricted by Azi Dahaka's Another Cosmology. If "Thor" had killed Azi Dahaka like that, Azi Dahaka would die, then be revived at his peak by human history!
This was also why Zarathustra appeared here to attack Azi Dahaka—to restore him to his peak!
"Hehe, I'm not like you, Bahram, who betrayed him and became a dog for Buddhism!"
"He's gone, and all of Little Garden no longer has meaning!"
His true identity exposed by Indra, or his disguise pierced, the figure before everyone was no longer the red-haired giant wielding a storm axe, unafraid of death.
Instead, it was a frail, aging old man who, by merely standing there, seemed to bring everything to its end, to the close of their lifespan.
As he spoke, Zarathustra unleashed his Spirit Status again. Instantly, scenes of passing time and aging Spirit Statuses appeared. The already hunched old man looked even older.
In Aging, the strongest form of death, no one could escape the fate of growing old—not even he, the Demon of Aging. Moreover, by overusing his Spirit Status now, he was the fastest to lose his lifespan and age.
"Bahram, as the Demon of Rebellion, how will you face this attack?" Zarathustra laughed.
His goal was achieved. Since he couldn't kill Azi Dahaka, he'd let Azi Dahaka kill their last hope.
The savior Kalki, the savior born, the end arrived. But if the savior died before facing the end? What would the future hold?
At that moment, Angra Mainyu closed his eyes, and Aslan, waiting for Indra's return atop the fortress, opened his.
Main account online!
Aslan saw Heracles, powerless to stop or only able to restrain one of Azi Dahaka's heads.
With a single thought, space began to warp. No, not just warp! Space began to collapse!
Destroying and reconstructing space-time here!
Aslan used his Spatial Divinity with full force, just as Azi Dahaka's two remaining heads unleashed their breath!
Space-time reconstruction complete!
Aslan successfully redirected the Halo of the Supreme Ruler, released by Azi Dahaka, upward by forty-five degrees.
The absolute beam of heat pierced the sky, shattering the ceiling, burning the sky's curtain, reaching the starry heavens.
In Little Garden's starry sky, the beam pierced countless planets before finally stopping.
After doing all this, Aslan smiled at Heracles across the space, then collapsed into Kalki's arms.
Heracles looked at Aslan, showing a shocked smile, praising him endlessly. If he weren't restraining Azi Dahaka, he'd be eager to bestow his blessing as a hero's reward for Aslan!
"As expected, at the crucial moment, it's Arcadia that takes the lead!!!"
"Great kid, you're worthy of being Arcadia's heir. Even if Croix were alive, he might not have done as well as you!"