This guy actually dared to knock on his head!
I'll kill you!
Rakshasa's massive arms trembled, and the curved saber was about to be lifted again.
Swoosh!
The next moment, Indra slowly turned his head, turned his back to Rakshasa, and strode away.
"..."
Rakshasa stood there, full of confusion, his ten heads slightly shaking, uncertain whether to lift the curved saber or not.
Who the hell is this guy?
Rakshasa, filled with doubts, furrowed his brows, shimmered, and transformed into a golden light, flying back to Uttarakuru, returning to his maternal grandfather's home.
"Rakshasa, where did you just go?"
Kubera suddenly came out, frowning, "What you need now is asceticism, only through asceticism can you gain more power."
Hearing this, Rakshasa felt even worse.
His original plan was to borrow troops to attack the Heavenly Realm so that he could later humiliate his brother Kubera.
But now, it had completely failed!