In the distant Earth, nine immensely large Nagas spiraled forward, each one stretching tens of thousands of Yojanas, the ground they passed collapsing into canyons, their scales covered with mountain ranges.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"You've done well! So well!"
The Evil God Cali nodded in satisfaction.
He had raised so many Asuras and Rakshasas, and now with the combined strength of the Nine Dragons, could they not defeat a single Deva?
This time, he must drag that guy down from the heavens to the Mortal Realm, let him have a fierce tumble.
The Evil God Cali was extremely exhilarated.
He clenched his fist, abruptly turned around, and looked towards the numerous Asuras.
"Are you ready?"
The Evil God Cali cried out.
"I'm ready!"
Ready! Ready! Ready!
The Asuras shouted.
Their eyes gleamed, exceedingly agitated, all excitedly throwing mountains they held in their hands towards the distance, smashing them into the sky, onto the Earth, creating thunderous roars.