Su Mo's handsome face showed a sad look that did not belong to the gods, and he let out a long sigh.

"No god can endure such a humiliation, but he is probably the only one who would rebel against such a fate with such drastic means. After all, if he becomes an asura, he can still climb Mount Meru in the new universe, but if he really dies, no one knows what kind of cold darkness he will face before the end of the universe. ”

"Are the gods afraid of death, too?"

"Because the world after death is not only dark and terrifying, but the process of death is extremely painful, and most importantly, it is not what the gods should have suffered in the first place. ”

Sumo led the countess to his temple, which was his abode, and because of Sumo's special hobbies, it was a little different from the abode of several other gods.

Beautiful lotus flowers float on the clear water, and walking on the meadows by the river can smell the delicate floral aroma – although the unique taste of Suma is more obvious.

The rugged path winded forward, and the countess walked behind Sumo in the forest, which was not like the dwellings of the gods she had seen before, with no flat meadows, only strange rocky cliffs.

"Asura's offensive has penetrated so far that even Indra has failed, and your austerity must be completed quickly. ”

"I think this time the Asuras have all of them played. ”

Su Mo stopped, he turned around and faced the countess: "You mean Vayu?"

"Including Magellan by his side. ”

The god's face was cloudy, and he was both sad about his brother's successive dooms and worried about the difficulties that the ascetic had successfully faced, all of which was bad news, and the asura had not stopped.

Su Mo didn't say anything more, he was silent all the way, and led the countess through the mountains and forests, and finally came to the bottom of a pagoda at the top of the mountain.

The countess followed the god into the gate of the pagoda, a much larger space than it seemed from the outside, with the usual decorations of Brahmin dwellings.

"I need a little time to be alone, sorry. ”

The countess nodded and stayed on the first floor, while Sumo walked up the stairs.

Soon the goddess offered Helen the food and drink to entertain the guests, the beautiful celestial maidens danced in the hall, and the entire Gandapo clan were servants of Sumo, and they knew that the guests who came here today were very important.

The Countess enjoyed the finest suma wine in the entire universe and pondered everything that had happened since the attack on Indra.

The gods have always been secretive about Asura, if Su Mo is not pretending, then Asura can indeed cut off the sight of the gods, and no god will know that the real murderer is the countess, but in that case, there is actually no difference from before.

The gods threatened the countess with Magellan, treating both of them as tools to solve their troubles with the rewards of their austerities.

Even if the countess killed Indra with an absolute advantage, the situation she actually faced did not change, Magellan may have fallen into the hands of Asura, but that does not mean that the countess can escape from the grasp of the gods - only the gods can save Magellan.

Sumo is a sacred herb that the gods consider sacred to be enjoyed only by them, but it is actually a powerful hallucinogen, and there is nothing sacred about it. While enjoying the wine brewed by the god of wine herself, the countess used the essence to dissipate the medicinal power of Sumo, which was the way she had always maintained her control over the essence.

The feeling of floatation brought by Su Mo slowly receded, replaced by the familiar drunkenness, and the countess relaxed her spirit and began to enjoy the beautiful song and dance.

......

Magellan finally chose the most troublesome method - to search all the corners.

It's time-consuming, but some things are just that, and because there's no easy way, only a few people can do it.

"Simple things are as simple as they are, and troublesome things have their own troubles. ”

Magellan said this in his mouth, comforting himself, and then began a long austerity.

To him, the statues of the gods, no matter how elaborate, are ugly, whether they are gods in a world where gods exist, or brahmins in a world without gods, they are just a group of ugly maggots.

However, when it comes to real difficulties, Magellan knows how to control his mind, and he does not waste his attention on such thoughts, but focuses on the things at hand.

Eventually, on Shiva's back, Magellan found his purpose.

It was a mechanism that could be operated without divine power at all, a secret door.

Magellan stood in front of the secret door, and began to wonder in his heart whether he had been affected and that it took so long to find such an obvious secret door.

But of course, that's just an emotional vent after success, no matter how much time it took before, it was a must, and now, everything has paid off.

However, it is not surprising that the secret door cannot be opened for the time being, after all, almost everyone who lives here knows its location.

Magellan must also unravel a mechanism.

It would probably be a complex mechanism full of Brahmin metaphors, enough to keep out all who are not allowed, but not too difficult for Magellan.

First up is the biggest clue: the secret door is on Shiva's back.

For the Brahmins, Shiva was an important deity and direct teacher who held the mysteries of asceticism, and it was reasonable for them to place the secret door on the back of the great god, and the corollary was that the mechanism that opened the secret door would also be on the idol of Shiva.

Magellan jumped onto the tall lotus base, and just as he expected, there was a gap in the idol that shouldn't have existed, and that was for the mechanism to work.

He jumped back to the ground and stepped back.

When the whole picture of the idol is in front of you, everything is very obvious, so that in order to distribute part of the movable gap of the idol on the upper body of the idol, all six arms of Lord Shiva can be moved.

And Magellan had seen that the idol looked a little abnormal.

Whether it is Shiva, whom the Brahmins knew, or the god himself whom Magellan once met, his six arms have a fixed posture, because the things in each hand and the position of the arms have unique meanings and rules that must be followed, and the appearance of the gods is different from what Magellan remembers.

Obviously, that's the mechanism that opens the secret door.

It wasn't hard, but Magellan knew he was right. Brahmins are not the kind of people who seek rigor and absolute security, they seek a sense of ritual and a division of identity, and if the mechanism is too complicated, it is too much.

Magellan began to straighten Shiva's arm.