The air crackled with anticipation as Karna and Indra stood on the precipice of a cosmic clash. The celestial beings in the throne room and the citizens outside the palace could sense the impending release of unimaginable power.
Behind Karna an image manifested by the power of Pashupatastra, Lord Shiva himself, the wielder of the Pashupatastra, seemed to materialize. The divine presence of Lord Shiva added an ethereal aura to the already-charged atmosphere.
As the Vasavi Shakti and Pashupatastra were on the verge of colliding, a moment of profound stillness enveloped the throne room. The clash between these two mighty weapons held the potential to reshape the destiny of not just those present, but the entire realm of Bharatavarsha.
Artemis's voice echoed within Karna's mind once again, a gentle yet urgent reminder.
[Remember, Host, the purpose is to save Mandodari, not to succumb to the cycle of vengeance. Channel the power wisely.]
Karna, fueled by the clarity provided by Artemis's words, nodded imperceptibly. His gaze remained fixed on the approaching Vasavi Shakti, and with a final surge of determination, he released the Pashupatastra.
The celestial weapons collided with an explosive force that sent shockwaves rippling through the throne room. The clash of energies created a blinding burst of light, momentarily obscuring the vision of those within the palace and the watchful eyes of the celestial army outside.
In that blinding radiance, Karna felt a surge of power coursing through him, a power that resonated with the divine force of Pashupatastra. The combined might of the two celestial weapons created a harmonious balance, countering each other without spiraling into destruction.
As the light gradually subsided, revealing the aftermath of the clash, the throne room remained intact, its delicate decorations undisturbed.
Karna stood with unwavering resolve, Vijaya Dhanush still in hand, and the divine image of Lord Shiva behind him gradually fading away.
Opposite him, Indra, bearing the Vasavi Shakti, appeared visibly shaken. The celestial spear had lost its radiant luster, and the god of thunder seemed to grapple with the unexpected outcome.
"Asambhav!!!"
Indra's voice resonated through the throne room, his disbelief evident in his tone. The clash between the Vasavi Shakti and the Pashupatastra had defied his expectations, resulting in a stalemate that left both combatants standing.
Karna's expression remained steadfast as he faced Indra, his golden wings outspread, and Vijaya Dhanush held firmly in hand. The divine energy that coursed through him seemed to hum with power, a testament to his unwavering determination.
"If Astra's can't do anything, Then I would end you myself," Indra growled, his eyes flashing with renewed determination. Despite the setback, he remained resolute in his pursuit of vengeance against Karna.
Vajra pulsed with lightning as Indra prepared to launch himself into the fray, his divine weapon crackling with potent energy. The celestial army behind him tensed, ready to follow their leader into battle against Karna.
Vajra pulsed with lightning as Indra prepared to launch himself into the fray, his divine weapon crackling with potent energy. The celestial army behind him tensed, ready to follow their leader into battle against Karna.
"Come on then," Karna said as Vijya Dhanush disappeared and Divine Axe-Rhitta materialized in his hand, its ethereal glow adding to the intensity of the moment. "I am ready to face whatever you throw at me, Indra."
"Asura Mode~"
Just as Karna muttered those words a transformation took place, and an overwhelming surge of power emanated from him.
His form underwent a demonic metamorphosis as he entered Asura Mode, Snow-white hair turned into pitch-black, and Golden eyes turned into crimson red. A new pair of arms sprouted under the existing ones, each wielding a powerful divine weapon.
Indra, witnessing Karna's transformation, couldn't hide the astonishment on his face. The Asura Mode had heightened Karna's already formidable power to an unimaginable level.
The air around Karna crackled with the intense energy of the Asura, and the throne room seemed to tremble under the sheer force.
"You dare to challenge the king of Devas in his realm?" Indra sneered, attempting to mask his unease with bravado. The celestial army behind him, though visibly shaken, prepared for the impending clash.
Karna, now in his Asura Mode, met Indra's challenging gaze with a steely resolve. The divine Axe-Rhitta in his hand gleamed with an otherworldly radiance, and the crimson glow of his eyes mirrored the intensity of the impending battle.
"Pest come already, and face your doom," Karna's voice, now resonating with an otherworldly echo, carried an undeniable air of confidence.
The clash between the Asura Mode-enhanced Karna and the god of thunder, Indra, seemed inevitable, and the throne room brimmed with the anticipation of an extraordinary battle.
"ATTACK WITH ME, EVERYONE!!!"
As Karna and Indra prepared for their final clash, the celestial army behind Indra surged forward, unleashing a barrage of divine weapons and celestial powers. The throne room echoed with the cacophony of battle as Karna, now in Asura Mode, stood ready to face the onslaught.
The Asura-enhanced Karna moved with unparalleled speed and agility, his four arms wielding the divine Axe-Rhitta with masterful precision. The ethereal glow of the axe cut through the onslaught of celestial weapons, creating a dazzling display of light and power.
Despite the overwhelming numbers, Karna's Asura Mode seemed to make him an unstoppable force. His movements were a blur, and each swing of the divine Axe-Rhitta sent shockwaves through the celestial army, scattering them in disarray.
Blades of Chaos materialized on the upper pair of arms, and Karna started swinging them with deadly accuracy, cutting through the celestial weapons and defenses of the army with ease. The blades moved with fluid grace, their chaotic energy leaving devastation in their wake.
As chaos reigned in the throne room, Karna's Asura Mode seemed to tap into a primal force, unleashing a torrent of power that overwhelmed his adversaries. The celestial army, despite their divine prowess, found themselves outmatched by Karna's ferocious onslaught.
Indra, witnessing the devastation wrought by Karna's Asura Mode, gritted his teeth in frustration. Despite his best efforts, he and his celestial army were unable to halt Karna's advance. The god of thunder knew that he would need to call upon all his divine strength to stand a chance against the Asura-enhanced warrior.
"Regroup! Focus your attacks on Karna's vulnerabilities!" Indra commanded, his voice carrying a sense of urgency. The celestial army, though battered and disorganized, rallied to their leader's call, directing their divine weapons toward Karna's exposed flanks.
"Heh~ Like what?" Karna snared at Indra's command, his Asura Mode rendering him nearly impervious to their assaults. The divine Axe-Rhitta in his hand cleaved through the onslaught with ease, its ethereal glow illuminating the chaos of battle.
As the celestial army regrouped and intensified their attacks, Karna's Asura Mode responded with an equal measure of ferocity. Blades of Chaos whirled through the air, deflecting incoming divine weapons and striking down celestial beings with deadly accuracy.
Despite their concerted efforts, the celestial army found themselves struggling to gain any ground against Karna's relentless assault. His Asura Mode seemed to draw upon an inexhaustible well of power, fueling his every strike with unparalleled strength.
Indra, witnessing the futile attempts of his celestial army, clenched his fists in frustration.
The prospect of defeat at the hands of Karna's Asura Mode loomed large, threatening to shatter his pride and authority as the king of Devas.
"We need to find a weakness in his defense," Indra shouted above the din of battle, his voice carrying a note of desperation. The celestial beings around him nodded in agreement, their determination undimmed despite the overwhelming odds.
As the celestial army continued their assault, Karna's Asura Mode remained steadfast, its crimson aura flickering with untamed power. With each swing of the divine Axe-Rhitta, he carved through the celestial ranks, his resolve unshaken by their relentless attacks.
"I don't have time for your plays, WRATH ASURA FORM~"
As Karna uttered those words, a surge of dark energy enveloped him, shrouding his Asura Mode in an even more formidable aura. His form underwent another transformation, his features becoming more demonic and his presence exuding an aura of pure wrath.
The celestial army, witnessing Karna's transformation into the Wrath Asura Form, faltered for a moment, taken aback by the sudden escalation of power. Indra, however, gritted his teeth and steeled himself for the inevitable clash.
"Stand firm! We cannot afford to falter now!" Indra's voice rang out with command, rallying the celestial army to renew their assault. With renewed determination, they launched another wave of divine attacks toward Karna's Wrath Asura Form.
Karna, now consumed by the primal fury of his Wrath Asura Form, met the celestial army's assault head-on. His movements were a blur of motion as he deflected their attacks with ease, his divine Axe-Rhitta cutting through their ranks like a scythe through wheat.
The Wrath Asura Form seemed to amplify Karna's strength and ferocity to unimaginable levels. With each swing of his axe and each strike of his blades, he left a trail of destruction in his wake, the very fabric of reality trembling under the force of his onslaught.
Slaughter.
That could be the only word used at this moment. Karna's Wrath Asura Form became an embodiment of unrestrained power, a force that seemed to defy the very laws of divine combat.
The celestial army, despite their divine prowess, found themselves helpless against the overwhelming might of Karna's wrathful transformation.
Some lost their arms, some legs, and some lost their... lives, as Karna's Wrath Asura Form moved through their ranks with relentless efficiency.
The once-unified celestial army now descended into chaos and disarray, their divine weapons proving futile against the overwhelming power of Karna's wrath.
Indra, witnessing the devastation, could no longer conceal the fear and frustration that etched his features. The king of Devas had never faced such a formidable adversary, and the celestial army's defeat seemed imminent.
"We can't let him continue like this! Unleash the combined power of the Devas!" Indra shouted, desperation lacing his voice. The celestial beings, though battered and demoralized, channeled their remaining strength into a collective assault, hoping to break through Karna's Wrath Asura Form.
As the combined divine energies converged on Karna, the air crackled with intensity. The throne room, once a haven of delicate decorations and regal splendor, now bore witness to a cosmic clash that threatened to reshape the very fabric of Bharatavarsha.
Karna, in his Wrath Asura Form, faced the onslaught head-on. The dark aura surrounding him seemed to absorb the incoming divine energies, empowering him further. The celestial army's efforts were futile against the overwhelming wrath that Karna now embodied.
With a mighty roar, Karna unleashed a devastating shockwave that repelled the celestial army, sending them sprawling in disarray. The once-proud warriors of the heavens now lay battered and defeated, their divine powers waning in the face of Karna's wrathful onslaught.
Indra, the god of thunder, gritted his teeth as he struggled to rise from the ground. The humiliation of defeat burned within him, and his thoughts raced with the weight of impending consequences. The celestial beings around him, equally battered, looked to their leader for guidance in the face of such unprecedented defeat.
Karna's Wrath Asura Form, his dark silhouette pulsating with unrestrained power, turned toward Indra. The golden glow of his eyes, now veiled in the shadows of wrath, locked onto the god of thunder with an intensity that sent shivers down the spines of those present.
"Today, your reign comes to an end," Karna's voice, resonating with the echoes of his Wrath Asura Form, cut through the throne room. The remnants of the celestial army, battered and defeated, watched with a mix of dread and awe as Karna approached Indra.
Indra, still on the ground, glared defiantly at Karna. Despite the overwhelming odds, the god of thunder refused to yield to his adversary. The throne room, once a symbol of grandeur and power, now bore witness to the culmination of a battle that transcended the realms of mortals and gods.
"You may have bested my army, Karna, but the king of Devas does not fall so easily," Indra declared, summoning the remnants of his divine strength. The celestial beings around him, though weakened, joined in solidarity, ready to face whatever fate awaited them.
In response, Karna's Wrath Asura Form emanated an aura of pure malevolence. His dark silhouette seemed to absorb the very essence of the light casting an ominous shadow that stretched across the defeated celestial army.
"Your defiance is commendable, Indra," Karna's voice held a menacing undertone as he raised the divine Axe-Rhitta. The ethereal glow of the weapon intensified, casting an otherworldly radiance on the scene.
"The One: Ultimate Slash~"
As Karna invoked the devastating attack, the very fabric of reality seemed to tremble. The divine Axe-Rhitta in his hand crackled with divine flames igniting on it with a ferocious intensity.
The celestial beings, including Indra, braced themselves for the impending onslaught, their resolve unwavering even in the face of certain doom.