Author: Youjiu L

Thakar knelt in front of the statue and recited the scriptures silently.

Eight Shiva statues looked down at him from all directions, with no trace of pity in their narrow eyes.

Ordinary Shiva statues are usually dressed as yoga ascetics, covered in ashes, with hair tied in a bun, a crescent moon on the head, a long snake around the neck, a string of skulls on the chest, a tiger skin around the waist, and four arms. Holding a trident, axe, tambourine, club or doe.

But these eight Shiva statues are all wearing tiger skins, with angry eyes and holding various weapons in their hands.

And at their feet, there was a smaller statue of the god.

Wearing crowns, holding umbrellas, and looking peaceful.

A Yaksha with a face like indigo, hair like cinnabar, and a huge mouth and fangs.

A gandharva with a plump body, flying ribbons and holding a musical instrument.

An Asura with an ugly face, a fierce look, and a weapon.

Garuda is wearing a necklace, a jewel on his head, and wings on his back.

It holds a vertical bone, has horns on its forehead, has a horse face and a human body.

Mohuraka has the body of a snake and the head of a snake, crawling on the ground with a snake crown on his head.

The Shiva statue in front of Thakar is also the largest one, with a dragon under his feet.

But it is neither a multi-headed and poisonous Naga nor a dragon that moves clouds and rains, but a Western dragon with bat-like wings and a hooked tail.

"After waiting for two hundred years, the dragon vein has finally opened again. May God bless us all the best and get the Tianlong Orb."

Thakar prayed silently in his heart.

This time he knelt in front of his father-in-law's bed for three days before finally begging for this opportunity.

If Takal can lead the team to obtain the Heavenly Dragon Orb, he can evolve into the legendary dragons.

By then, no one in the entire White Elephant hybrid race would dare to look down on him.

And his surname will also be upgraded from Thakar, which represents Kshatriya given to him by his father-in-law, to Tivedi, which represents Brahmin.

No one can stand in his way, whether it's the monsters in the Dragon King's Well or the annoying people from the Chinese branch.

No one!

Thinking of this, Thakar suddenly felt worried.

Those people in the Chinese branch have been contaminated with the aura of dragons, which can greatly attract the attention of those monsters.

Without them, a lot of manpower would have been lost in the first step into the well.

Although he doesn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, he has to wait until he gets the Heavenly Dragon Orb.

Thakar stood up and prepared to examine the bodies of the people from the Chinese branch.

He had just taken two steps when deputy captain Raj came in.

"Raj, aren't you supposed to be guarding the bodies of people from the Chinese branch?"

Thakar asked with a frown.

"As long as Shah Rukh and the others are there to watch, that's all."

Raj replied nonchalantly.

"As the deputy captain, you should take responsibility and not leave your post without permission."

Thakar scolded.

"Come on, it's just a pile of corpses. Will they be resurrected? I am a noble Kshatriya, how can I do the work of a Dalit?"

Raj snorted and said.

Dalits are the lowest caste in the White Elephant caste, and they are also called untouchables. They have no rights, no status, and are some of the lowest people.

In some still conservative Baixiang rural areas, you will see some people walking away from others because they cannot let their shadow fall on passers-by.

What's more, some people bring brooms and sweep away their own footprints as they walk.

They work for the people in the village but are not allowed to live in the village.

They cannot go to the village well to draw water, and their children cannot attend ordinary schools.

The menial work of collecting corpses is basically done by Dalits.

"Is that an ordinary corpse? That's the key to the Heavenly Dragon Orb."

Thakar said angrily.

"Whatever you say, I can't do this kind of work. It's up to you to do it. After all, you often do this kind of menial work."

Raj said with a smile.

The air solidified instantly, and an invisible murderous aura spread in the hall.

Thakar's golden eyes stared at Raj, and a scale shaped like a pupil appeared between his eyebrows.

"Raj, you'd better not challenge my bottom line."

Thakar said word for word.

"What? Do you dare to kill me?"

Raj's golden eyes were instantly ignited as he watched him argue with each other.

"Do you think I don't dare?"

Takar said coldly.

"Your father-in-law is just the leader of three states, but my father is the leader of the entire Northern White Elephant. If you dare to kill me, my father's followers will destroy your father-in-law's temple the next day."

Raj said disdainfully.

He was already very dissatisfied with the fact that this lowly son-in-law could serve as the captain. Takar actually dared to point fingers at him. He really didn't know what he was talking about.

"I don't dare to kill you, but if I beat you up, your father won't be embarrassed to complain to my father-in-law."

Takar said coldly.

As the person with the highest bloodline among the younger generation of white elephants, his status is also irreplaceable.

Otherwise, he would not have been forcibly promoted from a Dalit to a Kshatriya.

Excluding those old guys and reclusive ascetics, Takar is the only hybrid that can compare with Kassel's S-class.

White Elephant, which considers itself a great power but has suffered repeated defeats in various fields, lacks this kind of card the most.

"You dare!"

Raj shouted in a sharp voice.

"You can try."

Thakar said calmly.

After the two pairs of golden eyes faced each other for five seconds, Raj turned his face away.

"Hmph, you are cruel. If you can't find the Heavenly Dragon Orb, I will definitely apply to have you returned to your original form."

He said viciously, then turned and left.

"Don't worry, you won't have that chance. I will definitely get the Heavenly Dragon Orb, and you will unfortunately sacrifice in the mission."

Thakar stood under the Shiva statue, looking at Raj's back and sneering in his heart.

Then, he saw Raj standing motionless at the door.

"What does this guy want to do again?"

Takal was a little impatient.

He was about to walk over and give Raj a few words, but the other party came towards him on his own.

However, it flew here.

The body, which was more than 1.8 meters tall, flew into the air and hit Takar like a cannonball, fast and urgent.

His face darkened, and he stretched out his hands, intending to catch Raj.

But the moment it touched Raj's body, a powerful twisting force came over, seeming to twist his body into a twist.

"not good!"

Takar responded to the crisis and turned his palm into a fist, knocking Raj away with one punch.

The power had no source and gradually disappeared, while the muscles on his arms left traces of spirals.

Takar had a gloomy face, stretched his arms behind his back, and twisted his body into a strange posture.

However, his adhering muscles recovered quickly with his movements, and the traces disappeared.

"Awesome, is this the legendary yoga? I've learned a lot."

A teasing voice came from outside the door, speaking in Chinese.

"People from the China branch?"

Thakar asked in a deep voice, even in Chinese.

"That's right. After all, I have a Huaguo household registration now."

The visitor walked into the hall. He looked very thin, with messy red hair, a pale face, a red and white striped shirt, and a yellow vest.

"Mr. McDonald?"

Takar felt that the scene before him was too absurd.
Chapter completed!