Chapter 29: The Last Stand of the Modern Army

Meanwhile, in the heart of the battlefield, the surviving soldiers of the modern military were being pushed back.

Lt. Sarah Vaughn had lost half her men. Her rifle was almost out of ammo. Demonic warriors—once human, now twisted by Kali's corruption—swarmed toward them.

Her radio crackled.

"Captain… w-we're outnumbered! Requesting evac—!"

Static.

There was no evacuation.

There was nowhere to run.

She turned to her second-in-command. "How many rounds do we have left?"

"Not enough," came the grim reply.

Sarah gritted her teeth. "Then we make them count."

And then—

BOOM.

The battlefield exploded in divine fire.

Arjuna, mounted on his chariot, rained celestial arrows upon the demonic horde, cutting through the darkness like a divine hurricane.

And beside him—

💥 Tanks and helicopters burst into life, now reforged with celestial energy!

The modern army was no longer just fighting with bullets.

They were fighting with the power of the gods.

Chapter 24: The Betrayal

As the battle raged, deep in the shadows of the Kaurava camp, Duryodhana stood before a mysterious figure.

"You promised me victory," he growled. "And yet, the gods fight against us."

The figure smiled.

It was not a human smile.

It was cold. Unnatural.

"Victory comes at a price, prince," the figure whispered. "And you have not yet paid yours."

Duryodhana hesitated.

And then—

The figure reached forward.

Dark energy surged through Duryodhana's body, his veins turning black. His eyes glowed with a terrible, inhuman light.

"Now," the voice whispered, "you are ready."

Duryodhana screamed—

And when he opened his eyes, he was no longer just a man.