It is a large, wide, abundant river that winds from the north, and according to the locals, its source is at the foot of the distant Mount Meru.

Magellan walked upstream along the river, and in this world without gods, the four-sided avenue leading to Nannapura, the entrance to the mountain of the gods, has also disappeared, so if you want to reach Mount Meru in the north, following the river is the easiest way to walk.

The river is naturally inhabited by human beings, and all the way north, Magellan also encountered many villages and even small towns along the river, and although the conversation with the natives was difficult, it was not for nothing.

The great temples in the north were sacred places for the Brahmins, and in the legends they told the locals, the only place where the gods stayed outside of Mount Meru, where the Brahmins gathered, were isolated from the rest of the world.

Strangely, no one knows exactly where the temple is.

Magellan began to have a bad premonition.

He thought he might have to ask a brahmin a few questions.

That's a little harder.

Magellan was incompatible with the Brahmins, he did not have the variety of Brahmins, but he had to disguise his interests with penance, he was basically a pariah, he never asked for sacrifices from the lower castes, and he did not get angry when he came into contact with untouchables.

But these were not too many problems, he just needed to find the temples that were inaccessible to the Brahmins.

It didn't take long, after all, Brahmins simply couldn't hold on to true isolation.

From the mouth of a merchant who was trying to become a Brahmin, Magellan learned of a small city where Brahmins gathered, and there was a large temple called Nanapura.

The merchant regretfully told Magellan that he had not been able to find the place, but had only heard about it from the Brahmins.

Magellan didn't tell him where Nanapura was, and he didn't want a normal person to become a Brahmin.

Continuing north along the river, Magellan found the entrance to the mountain of the gods in his memory, which was empty, but it was clear that the brahmins, who were obsessed with pleasure, were powerless to hide themselves.

It was a clearing of garbage, and the gap leading to the forest was trampled into a road by passers-by.

Magellan walked into the woods, rounded a few corners, the stench behind him disappeared completely, and then beneath the canopy of tall trees, he saw a temple resplendent with gold.

It is typical of Brahmin temple architecture, with a cascading tower-like stone spire covered with gold leaf, and densely covered with reliefs of various sizes of deities, hidden in a green canopy.

Before entering the temple, Magellan could already smell the spices of the gods and the smell of suma wine, but he was somewhat surprised by the absence of Brahmin arguments.

Walking into the temple, Magellan looked around and found that it was empty.

He looked at the green smoke curling in front of the huge idol and wondered in his heart, the ascetics among the Brahmins would not live in such a luxurious temple, and the people who lived here would never leave easily.

Whether it is the majestic hall, the square in front of the temple, the Tallinn behind the palace, or even the luxurious Brahmin dwellings, all the places are empty, except for food and drink, which proves that not long ago, there were people here.

Everything is like an exaggerated fantasy story being swept away by a brushstroke, some powerful force brushes through unnoticed places, and the weak ordinary people who remain in place are dumbfounded and overwhelmed.

But Magellan firmly believes that the more powerful the power, the more visible the traces it leaves behind.

He searched the entire temple and eventually returned to the main hall.

One of the three supreme gods is enshrined there, representing the Brahma god of creation and the beginning of the universe.

The god was on a throne and smiling, but in Magellan's eyes, it was just a boulder, and even the glimmer of power he had felt in Brahmins was gone.

This world is returning to the ordinary, and all extraordinary powers, including the essence and divine power that are not there in the first place, are gradually fading away, but Magellan, who was extremely looking forward to it, did not see the results he wanted to see.

The biggest reason mortal lives haven't changed, and the biggest reason is that they don't care.

Magellan put his unsubstantiated speculation behind him and searched the entire temple again.

He found the books left behind by the Brahmins.

Only a very small number of people have access to words, so it took Magellan a little time to really understand the books, but in the end he only understood a very small part of them, but that was enough.

"The gods debated the Dharma with the Brahmins in the glorious temples, they spoke of the Vedas, and the voices containing the power of the Dharma resounded through the mountains and forests on both sides of the Eternal River. ”

This is already obvious enough, of course, not clear enough, but Magellan is not going to waste time, he needs to find the place where the gods and brahmins meet as soon as possible, if I guess correctly, everything with extraordinary power is gradually disappearing.

The River of Eternity is the great river that runs through the poison, originating from Mt. Meru, where the gods live, and ending in the endless sea in the south, where it can only be fertile, a gift from the gods.

On both sides of this river, where mountains and forests exist, at the foot of Mount Meru in the north, there were not many suitable places to build temples, and Magellan knew that he was close to his goal.

Heading north along the river, Magellan made his way through the mountains and forests in the valley.

From time to time, he would leave the valley to bypass the cliffs, the tributaries of which cut numerous ravines in the plateau, and each time he encountered them, it took a lot of effort.

Fortunately, Magellan does not lack strength, so at least he has a lot of time left.

Finally, after a long trek, Magellan saw what he was looking for.

It was a city, hidden in the middle of the mountains.

......

The countess refused the invitation of the brahmins to discuss the Dharma with her, and left their abode with Indra.

As before, the way to leave was to enter the next heaven, and the brahmins all believed that the countess had won the game and was also eligible to enter the higher places.

After a night's rest, Indra had returned to his original appearance, and he opened the black gate at the edge of the meadow, where he could see the snow-covered slopes.

"May the three great gods watch your austerity and give it the reward it deserves. ”

This was the Brahmin's final blessing and farewell, and then the countess stepped into the familiar darkness.

Standing in the darkness, Indra let out a cold snort full of anger, and he raised the powerful vajra in his hand to illuminate the darkness with a flickering thunderbolt.

"Asura's Trick ......"

"I've always been curious about ......"

The countess smiled and walked over to Indra.