"Looks like this little girl has discovered my identity."

The silver-armored Valkyrie nodded, flicking Reinhardt's blade with her fingers.

"I swear not to fight women. Your job is to educate your children and wait for your husband to come home.

Don't hit women...... The sword can't hurt the body...... Love the Ganges...

Thinking that Wang Mu's face had changed, he finally found traces of this existence in his memory.

He is the son of an immortal god and is free to choose his own death.

He was stronger than Calana.

His bow and arrows made the sun god Surya tremble and fear.

He was able to stand up to Vishnu, the god of preservation, and his battle with Mahalaja almost destroyed the world.

"I never thought it would be you......"

Wang Mu licked his lips and smiled excitedly.

In the eyes of the naysayers, the disobedient God before us is the highest, has no regrets, and deserves our best efforts.

"Since you know who I am, you'll agree with me, right?"

He flicked Erica's sword with his fingers, and Erica was immediately brought to Wang Mu's side by a gust of breeze.

"Speak your reasons, King of the Temple, and it will determine whether you are welcomed by my sword or forgiven by the Ganges."

“… There's only one thing that Godkillers can't do. ”

Now that we know who he is, there is no need to waste any more words.

Wang Mu held the blue rose in his hand and circled his index finger.

He was so full of the power of the sea that he almost froze into water, and even Erica couldn't help but cover his throat with a sore hand, and the lack of oxygen made the blonde girl very uncomfortable.

This was a pre-war signal.

"I think I've asked this many times......"

The silver-robed Valkyrie sighed, drew her bow and arrows, and a scimitar appeared in his hand.

"Wicked Shasha King, let me, Vaishma, son of Ganges, follow the good deeds of King Vaishma and put an end to your violent reign!", or the oath of Heaven.

The great hero of the first half of the Hindu epic Mahabharata, son of the goddess Ganga, blessed and guardian of the Kuru people.

In the description of this epic, the heavenly oath is a demigod of great skill and high character.

His power is unmatched on earth, and in all of the Mahabharata only the incarnation of Vishnu, his master, the axe-wielding Maharaja, is able to fight against all others, even the sun god Surya, whose arrows terrify him.

He attached great importance to filial piety and tradition. Happy father and stepmother in one, as the eldest prince, he voluntarily renounced the right to inherit the throne, swore to his mother, the goddess Ganges, that he would never marry or start a family, and devote the rest of his life to the glory and prosperity of heaven and royalty.

This is where his name comes from, which means "the one who made a terrible oath."

That's what he's been doing all his life... Virgin body.

Of course, that's not the worst part.

Because his father felt that the king's oath was so strong, he blessed him - no one in the world can accept God's vow, and only when he chooses to die can he go to heaven.

There seems nothing wrong with this blessed eternal life. Even the gods are watching.

But because of the existence of the oath, the heavenly oath experienced unimaginable suffering, put the state and the degree, the five sons and the hundred years of the sons contended, and in the end, this little god looked at the virtues of the kingdom for nearly a hundred years, before being physically and mentally exhausted, did not tie the hair with the princess, is heaven.

"Patron God of the Kingdom, God of Steel, Son of Ganges, Great Bisma......"

Wang Mu smiled cruelly and hugged Erica.

"King?!" (

Erica asked, confused. "At least I can help you."

"No, my strength is a bit special. It has the trait of the disobedient god I killed last time.

Precisely, this is the characteristic of the mysterious Cthulhu, who will be asked to help her King Mu in the future to avoid the possibility that the blonde girl will become a madman.

He liked Erica a lot. With a wave of his hand, Wang Mu sent her away so as not to be drawn into the next battle with Vithma.

As Erica left, he aimed his revolver at Visama, who had been silently watching him.

"Son of Ganges, I don't know if my skill today will ruin your father's blessing. I do not know. ”

"Then let's try the Tea King."

Vishama smiled confidently, turned to grasp the sword, and waved his hand at the Queen Mother as if declaring war in the distance.

The air of the sword, mixed with thunder and lightning, cleaved the land by the Ganges, chopping down a new monarch-killer, and the aftermath of the storm made even the nearby woods tremble.

"King Indra's thunder?"

Wang Mu smiled when he saw Jin Lei, and he didn't even want to do a defensive posture, so that Ye Lei and Lightning suddenly split his body.

But it's no different.

Man is born in lightning and is immune to thunder and poison. King Indra's thunder was powerful, but not enough to terrify this fighting race.

"I'm sorry, great Vithima, lightning doesn't work for me."

In response to Visma's attack, the king raised his left hand and read his powerful words.

"The sea, the lake, the river, listen to me! Destroy the enemy in front of me! Take his life!"

In Vismar's eyes, the spell was like a flame rising and burning, but there was something strange. There was no movement around Wang Mu.

Suddenly, Vismar's ears moved, and his keen hearing made him aware of the impending flood in the distance.

Then his face was filled with anger

You made my mother drown her child!

"Haha, isn't it funny that the son of the Ganges drowned in the Ganges?"

Wang Mu smiled and jumped into the torrent behind him, and disappeared like a fish in the blink of an eye, leaving only Bisma, dressed in silver, to face the raging waters of the Ganges River alone.

The momentum is magnificent, the river is surging, and it is deafening. The rushing river is unstoppable on the land! Like a green dragon with thousands of teeth and sharp claws, it rolled all the way, and the earth roared.

Can't hide! Can't hide! This is the mother's river, if you hide, it is equivalent to refusing the mother's embrace, this is disrespectful to the son!

Close your eyes, stick your knife into the ground, and put your hands together in silence as you chant God's Word.

"The brave will overcome evil, and steel will show righteousness. My father, please give me the strength to keep me away from the river and the stress!"

In his body, a twinkle of divine light symbolizes Vismah's rejection of the river and the pressure to end his life.

This is a blessing from the Blessed King and a vow as a reparation.

10,000 tons of water fell on his head, motionless as if rooted in his feet, did not resist, silently bear his mother's tears. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The King's Dimensional Journey, Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.