Chapter 1370: Chapter 77: For Rome’s Sake, Give Brother Ra a Hand_2
Thirdly, he shot down the giant bird named “Kamak.” This monstrous bird blocked the rain with its wings that could cover the sky, diverting all the water into the Farah Kalt River, causing a drought. Garsasbu shot at it with a bow and arrow for seven days and nights, causing it to fall.
Afterwards, he killed seven giant bandits, subdued the desert wind demon Viyavan, and accomplished other feats that can be considered miracles.
However, due to his arrogance, he extinguished the Sacred Flame and lost the Protection of the Spirit Light. He was trapped in a nightmare by a curse cast by a female demon and fell into a deep sleep on the Zabistan Plain, his soul sent to Hell. Through his own repentance and the intercession of humans, gods, and animals alike, he was given a mission of salvation, and during the waiting time, he was guarded by ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Holy Spirits, slipping into eternal slumber.
Later, the evil dragon Azdahak of Persian mythology broke free from its seal. After devouring a third of the world, it was completely slain by the resurrected Garsasbu. Garsasbu saved the remaining two-thirds of the world and thus entered Paradise.
With these miraculous feats, he can be said to be the strongest among the Persian humans, the Hero King of the Persian Divine Era.
His status is similar to that of Hercules in the Age of Greek Gods and Gilgamesh in the Babylonian Divine Era.
In the Indian Divine Era, the corresponding figure is the human hero formed by the reincarnation of the Protector God Rama from another epic “Ramayana,” while Garna and Arjuna from the “Mahabharata” are somewhat inferior compared to this Garsasbu.
(To compare, the status of Garna and Arjuna is akin to Achilles and Hector mentioned in the Greek epic “Iliad,” whereas the legend and exploits of Garsasbu clearly have the déjà vu of Hercules’s twelve trials.)
During his stay with the Persian army, Arjuna wasn’t convinced by such a comparison and even had a showdown with this Persian mythological “Eternal Undying.”
But the result was that out of ten confrontations, nine were defeats, only he and his brother Garna could jointly surpass the opponent.
In short, this is a rather formidable adversary.
And at this moment, the Roman scholars also deciphered the true name of this Persian hero from Arjuna’s lip movements, filing their hearts with gloom.
The two great epic heroes of India—Garna and Arjuna;
The existence in Persian mythology comparable to Hercules—Garsasbu;
Unexpectedly, the scouting Persian vanguard hid three trump cards, leaving a big trouble ahead!
Almost instantly, the scholars calculated the only answer:
Otherwise, everyone will die here!
However, the Persians, forced to expose their last trump card, clearly would not give the Romans this chance.
“Thunder of Indra, grant life to the good and judgment to the wicked. This is the cycle of creation and destruction—Indra’s Fury!”
Arjuna pulled the Divine Bow Gandiva, a light arrow forged of purple lightning erupted in the storm with dazzling thunderbolts.
As the bowstring relaxed, the earth trembled in the roar, mountains collapsed in the thunderstorm, and clouds were torn into pieces by the electric currents. The full-blown Thunder Spear transformed by the mighty aura of the Indian Heavenly Emperor shot forward, instantly shredding a second Bronze Giant.
The Indian soldiers on the Vimana Light Boat shouted excitedly, cheering for their Prince, their hero.
Meanwhile, the Hero King Garsasbu of the Persian Divine Era was not to be outdone:
“Master of Light! Father of Flames! The praised one! For the conquest of the enemies of this world, bestow the strongest person with divine, with Thousand Blade Lights!”
In solemn chants, the golden sword that surfaced in his hand spun in a circular arc, runes flickering below, like a golden sun suspended high in the sky.
Next, a multitude of Golden Swords, glowing from the fission and formed into shape, rained down densely with the command, piercing the third Bronze Giant into a sieve and melting it into slag with searing flames.
The Persians cheered louder upon witnessing this scene.
Caesar cursed while leading the remaining Divine Blood Guard to break out and regroup with the unprotected scholar party:
At this point, the Romans had lost all opportunities to turn the tables, only by taking advantage of the gap when Arjuna and Garsasbu were occupied with Bronze Giants and other Atlantis troops, could they retreat from this battlefield, bringing a glimmer of hope.
The Companion Cavalry also realized this, swiftly rescuing the severely wounded Alexander and rushing to join Caesar.
The three forces formed horns and relied on each other, retreating from the battlefield in an orderly fashion.
However, focusing on the front, they overlooked another threat.
A figure of gold and red burst out from the boiling lava, intercepting the Roman army ahead.
Seeing the iconic Sun Wheel Divine Pattern on the young man’s chest, Alexander and Caesar’s faces changed drastically.
“Sorry, you all have to stay.”
Garna flipped away several solidified magma flakes on his body, his expression as calm as ever.
As the son of Sun God Surya, he possesses a natural affinity for flames and tremendous resistance to them.
Therefore, killing him with light and heat is an extremely challenging feat.
“With this strike, let it be a farewell, gentlemen.”
Garna slowly raised the Sun Wheel Spear in his hand, the blistering flames that scorched skin, evaporated blood, and charred armor and bones cascaded down like a river of gold and red.