At this moment, Garuda soared through the sky with wings spread, its golden pupils flashing with brilliance, staring intently at this scene.
Hanuman and the seven-headed white horse stood atop Garuda's spine, their eight pairs of glittering golden eyes resembling sixteen suns, all fixed on Ten-headed Ravana.
Bolin stood on the shoulder of Hanuman.
He clenched his fists tightly, worried about Ten-headed Ravana pulling out the Divine Spear.
Under the gaze of many eyes.
Even within this divine statue, Ten-headed Ravana began to feel nervous, sweat beads involuntarily formed on his forehead.
At this moment, he couldn't help but recall failing to lift Bali's wrist guard in the realm of 'Sutolo'.
Damn it!
"Now I am a blazing inferno, strong enough to devour any existence and turn it into ashes."
"Even that wrist guard, I can now easily lift it!"
"How can I make the same mistake again!"
Ten-headed Ravana roared in his heart.
