The eyes of the Brahma Skull suddenly opened wide.
Two intense beams of light, like the Brahman Heavenly Treasure, transformed into a Lotus Arrow, pierced through the air, and instantly appeared before Indra.
Boom!!!
The Divine Light shimmered brilliantly, illuminating all directions.
Indra swung his arms, immediately shattering these two arrows.
He took a step forward, emerging from the blazing brilliance, to see the Brahma Skull's hair wildly dancing, its eyes wide with anger, lips and tongue ceaselessly flapping, emitting waves of furious sounds.
This Brahma Skull's seven orifices glowed brightly.
The holy radiance blossomed from this skull, like an ascending great sun.
"I have resurrected!"
"Shiva's power! Damn! Damn! Damn!"
"I am the primordial sound, the Skull of Creation, and you dare use this ash-covered one's power against me, such an insult to me. You unworthy Deva, not fit to call me ancestor, but merely a wild dog of the ash-covered one!"
