Chapter 281: The Terror of the Six Paths Buddha!
Suddenly, Buddha in his Six-Armed Avalokiteshvara form stirred.
The thousand hands behind him, spread like a peacock's tail, began to move eerily, the eyes on their palms shifting unnaturally. The sight sent chills down the spines of both humans and gods alike.
Moreover, the feeling of being watched enveloped them in a wave of dread, as if an invisible hand born of terror had seized their hearts, freezing them in fear.
In the next instant, almost no human or god could react in time.
By the time they realized what was happening, some found a hand piercing through the heart of a nearby being—one of the thousand hands extending from Buddha.
"W-Wait, I—!"
Before the god could finish speaking, his heart was instantly crushed, startling the gods around him. And it wasn't just him—nearly a hundred gods among the divine spectators were killed by Buddha's thousand hands.
Either having their hearts crushed, necks twisted, or heads pierced—such scenes instantly threw many gods into panic.
Had Buddha lost control after transforming like this? Had he truly become an evil demon?
Of course not!!!
Some gods, before being killed, suddenly begged for mercy, making nearby deities realize they were traitors planning to cause trouble at critical moments.
Huh?
As the thousand hands retracted after eliminating these traitors, they tore something out from the corpses—the souls of the gods!!!
Then, the golden scale held by the jackal mask behind Buddha's head suddenly released, transforming into a massive balance. The souls were thrown onto one side of the scale, while a feather rested on the other.
In the next instant, the scale tipped sharply—the weight of the souls far exceeded that of the feather.
Thus, the thousand hands seized these souls again and shoved them into a demonic face on Buddha's head, where they were chewed up.
This sight sent another chill down the spines of both humans and gods.
Although Buddha's actions were purging traitors, his appearance and methods left everyone deeply unsettled.
Ah, there was still one god struggling—a chief deity, one qualified to represent the gods in battle.
It seemed Buddha had also seen through this one's treachery, and within moments, he was slain. His soul was torn into pieces like bread and devoured.
This was the terror of the present Six Paths Kannon Buddha!!!
He was undoubtedly far more powerful than Zeus, Shiva, or Odin!!!
Brunhilde's palms grew clammy with cold sweat.
Her resolve was now shaken.
In a massive divine hall.
The supreme deity seated on the highest throne, veiled, watched the anomalous figure in the projection with growing gravity.
As if aware of her gaze across the image, one of the figure's faces turned to meet her eyes, seemingly piercing through time and space to truly see her.
No, he had genuinely spotted her, confirming her existence.
"W-What is this feeling?!"
"Is he looking at us?"
"But we're not in the central heavenly realm!"
The gods in the subordinate hall also felt as if they were being watched, a cold shiver running down their spines.
However, remembering they were in their stronghold—no, not just a stronghold, but their entire temple had been relocated here, though indeed not in the central heavenly realm but within the Greek mythological divine space—they felt ashamed. Their great existence, Lady Gaia, was right beside them, yet they showed a hint of fear in her presence.
So, one god defiantly raised a scornful gesture toward Buddha in the projection.
This act caused the menacing gaze fixed on them to contort into an even more terrifying expression. Was he angered?
If he had the guts, let him come fight!
In the next instant, something shot out from the image—
"Guh!!!"
He couldn't speak, his throat tightly gripped by a hand.
"H-How is this possible?!"
"Damn it!"
"He can attack like this?!!"
The entire hall erupted into chaos as countless hands burst through the screen, forcing everyone to dodge frantically and retaliate.
Just as the situation was about to worsen, accompanied by a cold snort, the thousand hands that had emerged from the image began to dissipate like mist, on the verge of vanishing.
But before disappearing, more than ten of them were directly dragged into the image, vanishing without a trace.
No, not vanished—they had been seized and taken to the arena of the Central Heavenly Realm.
This bizarre turn of events left the backs of most gods drenched in cold sweat.
No one had expected that Buddha, transformed into such a state, could be this terrifying—able to reach through the image and snatch people directly.
No, it seemed he hadn't just captured people here; he had also seized some of the high-ranking gods commanding the invasion of other pantheon spaces. Most likely, he had reached through the live broadcast to grab them as well.
For a moment, many began to waver.
A Buddha like this was probably no less formidable than the one seated on the Supreme Divine Throne.
Which meant that if they weren't in the divine hall, without the protection of that being, encountering Buddha would be certain death.
Would they have to forever cower by the side of this Primordial God?
But that being wouldn't allow such cowardice. Those who didn't act would be purged—useless trash was not needed.
"There's no need to panic. That's merely Buddha's final struggle before death. I have already seen him shrouded in death, witnessed his 2.5-fold certain fate of demise!"
"That state clearly comes at a cost!"
Several gods, who served as Gaia's right-hand men, spoke these words.
This wasn't mere consolation but the truth—they had genuinely seen the deathly fate looming over Buddha!
They also roughly understood why Buddha had transformed like this: he intended to resolve the final battle between humans and gods in one fell swoop, then launch a counterattack against their side before his condition deteriorated [before his death]!
So, while their side might suffer significant losses soon, overall, the scales of fate were still almost entirely tilted in their favor.
Buddha's actions were merely allowing the gods on his side to cling to life a little longer.
Once Buddha died, the top pillars of the gods on that side would be almost entirely gone.