# 1219
Chapter 1219
Puff--!!
Just as Pakash's palm was about to touch the golden wine pitcher, the latter seemed to have been startled and flew upward sharply!
For a moment, Pakash grabbed at nothing.
Pakash: ...
It can escape on its own? This 【Holy Grail】 really does have a spirit!!
Seeing that Pakash failed to seize the 【Holy Grail】, the other agents breathed a collective sigh of relief. At this moment, they also realized that the biggest obstacle on their path to obtaining the 【Holy Grail】 was none other than Pakash.
Pakash was the agent of Vishnu, one of India's three Supreme Gods. Simply by the rank of his God's Ruins, he was enough to overwhelm everyone present. His comprehensive combat power ranked fourth among the 【Ten Foreguards】—at this level of existence, one-on-one they had virtually no chance of victory.
"The time for the God Mark to flare up is almost here! Let's kill him together!!" an agent shouted.
At these words, the agents locked in chaotic battle instantly reached a consensus, all launching attacks at Pakash in the sky. Countless God's Ruins surged forth like a tide.
Pakash's expression turned grave!
He had been lingering around the edge of the battlefield, keeping his presence to a minimum, precisely to prevent this kind of encirclement. He had finally waited for an opportunity to grab the 【Holy Grail】, but it had flown away on its own... The situation had reversed dramatically.
He glanced back at the golden wine pitcher hovering in the air behind him, and a resolute light flickered in his eyes.
As long as he could obtain the 【Holy Grail】, what did it matter what price he paid?!
"You court death!" Pakash stared at the agents rushing at him from all directions, blood vessels crawling through his eyes, and roared.
He stomped hard on the void!
Boom--!!
An invisible ripple spread outward. Pakash's back suddenly arched, and two arms broke through the flesh, growing outward.
His skin began to take on a dark yellowish hue like Buddhist robes, spreading rapidly. In mere seconds, the entire person had transformed into a dark yellow four-armed Buddha statue, with blood-red eyes radiating endless fury.
His four hands formed seals in rapid succession, then pressed down forcefully from high above. A mysterious and magnificent golden seal materialized from the void, suppressing toward the many agents.
Lin Qiye let out a soft exclamation of surprise.
"This is indeed similar to the ancient Buddha from Great Xia mythology... the God's Ruins of an Indian Supreme God." he thought to himself.
After some thought, he understood why.
Buddhism in Great Xia had originated from India. It wasn't strange for Indian gods to possess some Buddhist characteristics. Strictly speaking, only Taoism had truly originated from Great Xia, so the Supreme Gods of Great Xia were the Taoist Three Pure Ones. Perhaps some other Great Xia deities might have Buddhist inheritances, but there would never be a Buddhist supreme being.
Even as an agent of a Supreme God, could Pakash alone defeat seven or eight agents of the same realm...?
Just as Lin Qiye was analyzing the situation, in a certain corner beneath the night sky, a pale blue trace streaked across like a meteor, quietly hovering among the clouds, seemingly observing the chaotic battle below.
Lin Qiye, who had been constantly monitoring the surrounding environment, immediately noticed its existence.
"【Star Coins】?" Lin Qiye's expression brightened.
He had set up this scheme precisely to use the agents to draw out the King's 【Star Coins】. Now that the 【Star Coins】 had appeared, it meant his plan was more than halfway complete.
In the dark clouds, a pale blue star coin was spinning continuously, leaping, cautiously approaching the battlefield below.
Lin Qiye kept an eye on the battle while locking onto the 【Star Coins】 constantly approaching in the sky.
Now the distance between the 【Star Coins】 and here was too great. Acting rashly might scare it away. Only when it got close enough would he have a better chance of capturing it.
In the battlefield, Pakash, who had transformed into the four-armed Buddha statue, tore another agent to shreds once more. Blood rained across the sky, yet not a single drop stained that dark yellow Buddhist robe.
Standing in the blood rain, Pakash's chest heaved violently. He lowered his gaze to look at the last remaining agent, his eyes blood-red, like a war god.
"What kind of monster are you..."
That last agent, who had witnessed Pakash's near-massacre, was completely terrified. The four-armed Buddha-form Pakash was simply a killing machine—the gap in strength was simply too vast.
Pakash didn't speak. Those blood-red eyes locked onto him. His figure flickered and transformed into a dark yellow lightning bolt, directly crashing into and shattering that agent's body.
The agent's eyes bulged open, staring in disbelief at his shattered body. In deep despair, the light of life in his eyes gradually faded.
Pakash walked out from the blood rain. He swept his gaze across the corpses littering the ground. The dark yellow Buddhist robe on his skin's surface gradually receded, and the extra arms behind him retracted into his body.
The moment the Buddhist robe vanished, his figure swayed, nearly causing him to pitch forward and collapse.
Pakash's face was deathly pale, blood continuously seeping from the corners of his mouth. The entire person looked unbearably haggard.
"Are you alright?" Lin Qiye stepped forward and asked with a tone of concern.
"...I'm fine. I just overextended my potential and injured my cultivation foundation. After this, I'll probably be weakened for half a year." Pakash waved his hand, his voice hoarse. "It seems, as you predicted, we ultimately couldn't escape the fate of mutual slaughter... Fortunately, the 【Holy Grail】 is finally in hand."
Pakash raised his head to look at the golden wine pitcher right in front of him, and hope and excitement blazed in his eyes once more.
"As long as I have the 【Holy Grail】, the depleted potential can recover quickly, and the God Mark in my body can also be removed." Pakash seemed to have foreseen the future, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He patted Lin Qiye's shoulder and slowly said,
"At that time, I'll take you out together."
"Alright!" Lin Qiye nodded vigorously.
Pakash took a deep breath, spread his legs, and walked toward the golden wine pitcher floating in the air.
Standing behind him, Lin Qiye glanced at the 【Star Coins】 in the sky. After all the agents had been killed, the 【Star Coins】 was clearly losing interest, not only no longer descending but also turning toward another direction. It seemed to have lost all interest in everything here and was about to leave.
Lin Qiye followed the direction the 【Star Coins】 was moving and frowned.
That direction... was Wu City?
What happened there?
Doubt flickered through Lin Qiye's mind, but he quickly cast it aside. After all, the most important thing right now was to稳住 the 【Star Coins】.
It had taken so much effort to lure the 【Star Coins】 out. If he let it escape now, all his previous work would be for nothing.
Fortunately... the performance he had prepared for the 【Star Coins】 wasn't quite over yet.
Lin Qiye's gaze turned forward.
He saw Pakash grab the startled wine god pitcher that was preparing to flee, hold it high above his head, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth, and speak loudly:
"I, with the lives of seventeen divine agents, make a wish to the 【Holy Grail】... erase the God Mark within my body!"
Whoosh--!!!
Thick, fragrant wine liquid sprayed from the pitcher's spout, completely engulfing Pakash.