As the cataclysmic explosion from the clash of "Cruel Sun" and "Lightning Strike" continued to reverberate through the forest, Karna and Vali, the Monkey King, remained at the epicenter of the titanic battle.
The sheer magnitude of the energy released threatened to reshape the landscape itself, and the very ground beneath them continued to tremble.
Karna, his crimson-red eyes now blazing with an even greater intensity, took a moment to assess the situation. The battle had reached a level of power that demanded his full attention, and he knew that to overcome Vali's celestial might, he needed to go beyond his current limits.
With unwavering determination, Karna called upon his inner reserves of power, tapping into the depths of his newfound transformation and the upgraded skill, "Divine Asura God's Wrath."
His aura surged once more, radiating with a divine fury that seemed to eclipse even the blinding explosion that had occurred moments ago.
Vali, the Monkey King, observed Karna's power surge with a mixture of surprise and determination. The forest around them had been transformed into a battlefield of celestial and divine forces, and he understood that this battle would push him to his limits as well.
"Let's level up a bit," Karna declared, his voice resonating with divine authority.
With the proclamation of "WAR!!!" echoing through the battlefield, the clash of celestial and divine forces reached a crescendo. The landscape continued to tremble, and the very fabric of reality seemed to warp under the immense pressure of their powers.
Kavach, the divine armor that had protected Karna throughout his journey, began to form around him. It materialized in a blaze of crimson and gold, encasing him in an impenetrable barrier of divine protection. The armor bore intricate designs and symbols that seemed to glow with an inner fire, a testament to its divine origins.
Karna's form, now enhanced by the fusion of the Divinity of War and Sun, was a sight to behold. His four powerful limbs, reddish-orange flames, and formidable blades radiated with an awe-inspiring, otherworldly power. His voice, resonating with divine authority, promised a relentless and unyielding battle.
Vali, the Monkey King, felt the weight of this declaration as he met Karna's gaze. The azure eyes of the Monkey King blazed with an electrifying intensity, reflecting his unwavering commitment to the battle ahead.
But amidst all this, Another presence came beside Vali taking the form of a figure clad in dark armour and holding a menacing sword.
"Tarakasura! What are you doing here? You should be with the master," Vali exclaimed, his tone a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
Tarakasura, his dark armor radiating an ominous aura, regarded Vali with a cold and calculating gaze. His voice was laced with an air of superiority as he responded to Vali's question.
"Master was... 'worried' so he sent me after you for 'clean-up' after you complete the mission."
Vali's azure eyes narrowed as he listened to Tarakasura's words. The Monkey King was no stranger to Tarakasura's demeanor, and he understood that his presence here was a clear indication of the importance of the mission at hand.
"I see," Vali replied, his tone carrying a sense of resignation. "Well, we've got our hands full with this battle, and Karna is no ordinary opponent. Stay on your guard, Tarakasura."
Karna, his crimson-red eyes still locked onto Vali, couldn't help but notice the arrival of Tarakasura. The presence of another formidable opponent only served to intensify the already overwhelming battle.
With a hint of curiosity, Karna spoke, his voice carrying the weight of divine authority, "So you've brought another ally into this battle, Vali? It seems you're determined to make this a challenge."
Vali, the Monkey King, glanced at Tarakasura and then back at Karna. His azure eyes held a glint of determination as he replied, "This is no ordinary battle, Karna. And Tarakasura here is no ordinary ally."
Tarakasura, standing beside Vali, maintained his enigmatic silence, his dark armor radiating an ominous presence. He was focused on the battle ahead and showed no signs of underestimating Karna or the situation.
The forest, which had borne witness to the clash of titans between Karna and Vali, now saw the addition of a new player in the form of Tarakasura.
The very air seemed to crackle with tension as the battlefield expanded to accommodate the presence of these powerful beings.
"Before you embrace death, Let me tell you about my boons from Brahma Dev. Yes, boons, Two to be exact, First 'that none shall be equal to me in all of the three worlds' and Second 'that only a son of Shiva could slay me' which you are none. So rejoice insect you got the honor to die by my hands."
Karna, undaunted by Tarakasura's boastful words, maintained his imposing stance. His crimson-red eyes, with a purple ring around them, remained locked onto both Vali and Tarakasura, recognizing the gravity of the situation.
With a voice that resonated with divine authority, Karna replied, "Boons are but temporary shields against destiny, Tarakasura. Your arrogance blinds you to the fact that in this battle, it is not just power that prevails, but the determination to protect what is dear. As for being a son of Shiva, you may find that the boundaries of destiny are not as rigid as you believe."
Karna acknowledged the message from Alter, his thoughts focused on the battle at hand. With a silent nod, he prepared to accept the power that Alter offered, knowing that it might be the key to overcoming Tarakasura's formidable boons and securing victory.
*Rumble**Rumble*
Karna could feel the surge of power flowing into him from Alter, a power that resonated with a different aura, one that was intertwined with ancient secrets and a hint of darkness.
The purple flashes of lightning that gathered around him crackled with malevolent intent, forming a halo of energy that contrasted with his divine aura.
Vali, the Monkey King, and Tarakasura, both observant of the unfolding events, noticed the change in Karna's aura. The forest seemed to react to this newfound power as if acknowledging the ancient and formidable source from which it emanated.
With this infusion of power, Karna's crimson-red eyes blazed with an even greater intensity. His form, already enhanced by the fusion of the Divinity of War and Sun, now radiated with a blend of divine fury and the enigmatic power granted by Alter.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Karna's laughter rang out through the battlefield, a sound that echoed with both divine authority and the newfound enigmatic power flowing within him. His crimson-red eyes, now blazing with a mix of divine fury and the dark energy from Alter, bore into Tarakasura and Vali.
The forest itself seemed to shudder in response to Karna's laughter as if nature itself recognized the extraordinary fusion of energies that had occurred. Trees rustled, and leaves swirled in the air, creating an eerie and awe-inspiring spectacle.
Vali, the Monkey King, and Tarakasura exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting a mix of caution and determination.
The addition of Alter's power had undoubtedly elevated Karna to a level beyond their expectations, and they knew that the battle had taken a more complex turn.
In the blink of an eye Karna appeared in front of them like a ghost already in the position of swinging the blades, He hadn't used till now covered in reddish-orange flames.
"Blade of Chaos" is the name of those blades which unlike the 'original' were made in the flames of primal chaos.
Karna's sudden appearance in front of Vali and Tarakasura caught them off guard, his blades, the "Blade of Chaos," wreathed in reddish-orange flames. The very air seemed to distort around him as he prepared to unleash the devastating power of his new weapons.
With a swift and fluid motion, Karna swung the "Blade of Chaos" towards Tarakasura, the flames trailing behind the blades like a comet's tail. The power behind the strike was immense, and the sheer force threatened to cleave through anything in its path.
Tarakasura saw it... for the second time after so many years.
Smiling at him...ready to embrace him 'again'.
DEATH!!!
Tarakasura, despite his confidence and the boons bestowed upon him by Brahma Dev, couldn't help but feel a shiver of recognition as he saw the approaching "Blade of Chaos" wreathed in reddish-orange flames.
The memories of his 'previous' death flashed before his eyes, Kartikeya piercing his heart. It was a moment etched into his consciousness, a reminder of his vulnerability despite his boons.
In a desperate maneuver, Tarakasura summoned a barrier of dark energy in front of him, hoping to deflect the impending strike. The collision of the "Blade of Chaos" and Tarakasura's barrier was anticlimax as the blade simply passed through Tarakasura's barrier as if it were insubstantial, severing his left hand cleanly. The dark energy that had formed the barrier dissipated, and Tarakasura let out a roar of pain and frustration.
Karna, his movements fluid and relentless, didn't pause for a moment. With a swift follow-through, he directed the "Blade of Chaos" toward Tarakasura's chest, aiming for the heart to finish him once and for all.
Tarakasura, realizing the danger he was in, attempted to phase out of existence, but the dark energy that comprised his form seemed to waver and flicker, weakened by the blow to his hand.
In that moment of vulnerability, the "Blade of Chaos" found its mark, piercing through Tarakasura's chest with an eruption of reddish-orange flames.
The dark-armored figure let out a guttural scream as the blade penetrated his heart. The flames of chaos consumed him, and his form disintegrated into ashes, leaving only his dark sword to fall to the ground.
Karna, having dispatched Tarakasura with a single, decisive strike, turned his attention to Vali, the Monkey King. His crimson-red eyes blazed with the fusion of divine fury and Alter's enigmatic power, and his form radiated with a formidable aura.
Vali, watching the demise of Tarakasura, couldn't help but feel a mixture of shock and awe at the extent of Karna's newfound power. The forest around them seemed to react to the outcome of the battle, with trees swaying and leaves rustling in response.