...
Time flew by, three days later.
In this starry sky, numerous Asuras and Devas had all gathered together, all fully prepared, glaring at each other with intense hostility.
"Hahaha!"
"Vibhavadi!"
"The end is nigh for you hordes of Asuras, for we Devas have the best Pharmacist, and now with the finest herbs, there's no way you can defeat us!"
Furious Indra, with hands akimbo and pride in his heart, burst out in thunderous laughter.
As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with disdain, staring down at the numerous Asuras before him.
Hmph!!!
Vibhavadi snorted coldly.
His eyes slightly narrowed, he chuckled dismissively, addressing Furious Indra, "The outcome of the battle is already determined, you arrogant fools. It's you who will lose, prepare to meet your end!"
At once, the situation became taut as a bowstring ready to snap.
But despite the animosity, they did not engage in battle, instead, flaming gazes were exchanged, as they began to verbally spar.
