Be a lord in the world of Indian mythology

Chapter 53 Escape

Saying the entire army was wiped out is a bit of an exaggeration; at least Vijay was still quite lucid.

But everything around him seemed normal, as if Vijay was the one who didn't fit in.

The caravan set off without anyone even glancing at Vijay or the nominal caravan leader again!

Vijay opened his mouth, wanting to shout loudly to tell everyone that they had been deceived.

But he didn't say anything!

To be honest, Vijay was a little confused. Should he follow them?

If I were to turn around and leave now, it would probably take me about a day to get back to the stone bridge, and then I could return to Mital Village all by myself.

Given this situation, it's believed that they could persuade the Brahma priest and Lakshman...

If they believe it, then what?

Is it a call to action to set off again immediately?

What if they don't believe it?

Losing patience, the Brahmin priest inflicted an even harsher curse upon himself and then stripped the gods of their witness over his own territory.

Enraged, Roshman ordered his troops to destroy the village, just like the other two villages he casually destroyed on a whim?

Even if he manages to escape with his life, hides his identity, goes to another place to accumulate talent points, becomes a demigod warrior, and then returns to Harappa to take revenge?

Is this what I want?

The Maya, Bim, and those Dalits of Mittal village!

It seems that only when I'm in bed at home, on the training field, or by the well with its clear, slightly watery surface, do I feel any joy.

Vijay clenched his fist, having made up his mind.

Successfully pleasing yourself

Add 1 talent point, 1 talent points remaining.

Where do you define the standards for pleasing people?

I really don't understand, is this what you call pleasing yourself?

Vijay was both amused and exasperated, but this interruption immediately made him adjust his attitude and face the problem at hand.

Is there any hope for the caravan?

Seeing that the caravan was about to enter the fog, Vijay gritted his teeth, jogged after them, and jumped to his position.

The people around him seemed to completely ignore his existence.

He was already the one who had been isolated and abandoned!

However, Vijay immediately sensed that the group was moving at an unusually slow pace. They lacked the eagerness to survive that they had shown in the previous days. Even the steeds and oxen were moving slowly, as if no one wanted to leave the valley.

What will happen to the caravans if this situation continues?

One by one, the people in the group disappeared without a sound or trace, leaving not even a bone behind.

Unconsciously, his hand swung backward and he immediately touched a piece of ice.

correct!

Ointment for the Dead!

Vijay suddenly remembered this treasure; in his panic, he had completely forgotten about it! The young city lord had clearly said to take it out and use it in times of crisis!

Vijay slapped his forehead and hurriedly took out the ebony ivory box.

The box had just been taken out and opened, the instant it was exposed to the air.

A faint, clear chill emanated from inside the wooden box. Upon closer inspection, a pool of colorless, watery yet icy paste lay quietly inside.

It is icy cold to the touch, but it does not harm people; it only instantly clears one's mind.

Vijay gently extended his fingertip, dipped it in a tiny bit of ointment, and the ointment condensed on his fingertip into a round, azure, tear-like ice crystal.

Vijay first looked at Bim, then reached out and applied a dot of ointment to his forehead.

The ice crystals instantly seeped into his face, and the next second, Bim's eyes moved, as if they had suddenly come to life. He looked at Vijay, his face full of confusion: "Master?"

"Great!" Vijay clenched his fist. It really worked!

It seems that the reason I haven't fallen into the same state as them is entirely because of the ointment of the dead on my body.

"Do you remember what just happened?" Vijay's excitement contrasted sharply with Bim's bewilderment.

Bim slowly shook his head, as if he had just woken up, until he saw his own condition and the surrounding caravan, at which point he exclaimed in surprise, "Shiva, thank goodness! How did we end up on our journey?"

Since it's useful, let's try to save it first!

Vijay jumped up, intending to help each of them individually, but the next second, he stopped.

The thought that had been troubling me before resurfaced in my mind.

Only a few witnesses were saved?

Let's work on our story again!

Roshman is easy to deal with; at worst, we can give him some of our family's treasure trove...

He pulled Roshman aside and suggested forming another caravan, which should be able to persuade the Brahma priest...

Then we'll have time again!

"Master, master?" Bim looked at Vijay in horror. "Where are we going?"

It was then that Vijay realized the caravan seemed to have strayed from the riverside path and was heading deeper into the valley!

The carriage suddenly jolted again, and the ebony ivory box flew into the air.

"Damn it!" Vijay reacted quickly, leaping forward and managing to save him.

Upon landing, his pupils seemed to be obscured by the mist.

The ointment did not come into contact with the eyes.

The next second, for the first time, extreme fear and panic were revealed in those usually calm eyes.

He seemed to be extremely frightened, his whole body trembled, and he let out a sharp roar that was completely out of his usual style.

The voice was filled with fear and panic, which showed just how deeply he had been misled.

Almost instinctively, Mu pulled out all the magical artifacts he carried with him from inside his robes.

Several beams of pure white light instantly burst forth from the magical artifact. The light did not spread outwards, but instead focused on him, layer upon layer, protecting him firmly.

It was clear that this Brahma slave was terrified to the extreme, and had used all his knowledge to save his life in this strange place.

Depend on!

Vijay cursed under his breath. Now that he was awake, the slight filth that had just arisen vanished.

I can't let him know that I'm planning to stand by and watch him die...

We need to keep the evidence as proof!

Vijay immediately walked to the front of the group, facing everyone, and placed the cold touch on the center of the forehead of each caravan member.

Each time someone was pointed at, their body would tremble violently.

The next second, terror reappeared in those blank eyes.

They gasped for breath, looking around blankly at the desolate valley, at the people around them, at their own hands, their faces showing extreme fear.

It was obvious that from the moment they woke up in the morning until just now, they had completely lost their own consciousness and were completely controlled by an invisible force, like puppets on strings, at the mercy of others.

Only at this moment did they truly awaken from their dream.

Fear returned to their faces once again.

Vijay put away the ointment, clutching it tightly to his chest, and shouted sternly at everyone: "Back to the main road! Full speed ahead! Don't look back! Don't stop! Don't think nonsense! Follow me, charge forward!"

The wheels rolled, dust flew, and people were filled with unease.

run.

Run as fast as you can.

Run out of this valley.

Even at night, fear continued to lash at everyone's nerves like a whip. No one dared to say they were tired, no one dared to suggest stopping to rest. Everyone's spirit was squeezed to the extreme by the pressure of death.

Vijay stood at the head of the procession, facing the pitch-black night and the chilly wind, and shouted the order: "No rest tonight! Light all the torches!"

The order was given, and the entire team responded.

Dozens of huge torches were lit at the same time and placed on both sides of each oxcart. Soldiers carrying torches led the way, and the flames soared into the sky, illuminating the rugged road ahead. In the darkness, the caravan was like a fire dragon, rushing forward recklessly.

Finally, as the sky began to lighten once more, Vilandra, who was running at the forefront, suddenly let out an excited roar: "We've reached the end of the valley!"

Vijay suddenly looked up and stared ahead.

In the distance, beneath the horizon, a massive waterfall cascades down from the sky, its roar deafening, while white mist rises and refracts a faint halo in the sunlight.

Below the waterfall, a clear path runs across the landscape.

It's the way out!