However, even though Igor expressed his desire to not join, the old monkey would not interfere as long as Indra did not go too far.

GRUUU!

His eyes moved over towards Igor who had suddenly multiplied his power twenty-times over.

[He really forgot everything I told him, didn’t he?]

.

|DxD|

.

Su Su Su Su Su Su Su Su Su

Igor stared defiantly at Indra, a steady stream of blood running from his lips. The impact had hurt him so much that he blacked out for the briefest of moments. Yet that did nothing to suade the bubbling rage churning through the blonde like poison.

Indra grinned as he shook his head. The guts that Igor had amused him, yet also irked him.

“You…”

But he was interrupted by the blonde charging forward.

Swoosh

“RAAA!”

Igor charged forward with his fist outstretched.

Tswii!

In an instant, the blonde appeared above Indra, ready to launch a falling heel kick to the head. But…

Tswii!

…he quickly vanished and appeared in front of Indra, ready to launch a gut punch.

Tswii!

Again, he disappeared again and appeared above Indra with his knee level with his face. And just when he seemed fully committed to his attack…

Tswii!

He vanished once more and appeared behind Indra. This time, his hands were clasped together in the tiger seal. Two of his fingers pointed outward, their aim apparent. Igor rushed forward, fully determined to launch the one attack he knew would work on the god.

The blonde knew that his attacks most likely wouldn’t work on Indra. But if he could successfully trample on his dignity, then was willing to use whatever methods necessary.

Yet just when his hands were only inches away from Indra’s buttocks, a heavy pressure descended that instantly pushed him towards the ground…hard!

BOOM

The impact was so hard and so sudden that once Igor slammed into the ground, he immediately blacked out. This caused him to inevitably lose his Kaioken. But the blonde wasn’t completely unconscious.

Although it took a few seconds, Igor’s mind finally regained clarity. Standing up, the blonde was now face to face with Indra who appeared to be dangerously calm.

Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author's preferred platform and support their work!

Ignoring the strained chuckles of Sun Wukong, Indra glared at Igor with a subtle trace of killing intent.

“You…you really want to die, don’t you?”

Despite the beating he’s received, Igor wasn’t one to lose a stare-down.

“If I die, then I’ll have died as a warrior.”

“Hehe…”

Indra shook his head in disdain. Then with one finger flick to the forehead, sent the blonde flying again to the wall again.

BOOM

The impact was so forceful that Igor rebounded from the wall before falling on his butt.

“ *Cough* *Cough* *Cough* ”

The blonde could already feel that several of his bones were broken. There was also the part where his spine was damaged, thereby temporarily paralysing him from the waist down. Blood dribbled down his exposed chest, his legs splayed out awkwardly on the ground.

But Indra did not care for this. Slowly taking his time to walk towards the blonde, there was an expression of disdain on his face.

“Die a warrior’s death? Aren’t you more like a dog now? What you’re about to experience is a dog’s death.”

Igor remained silent at his words. The last thing he wanted to do was spit blood in front of Indra. He looked at Indra without any fear, which seemed to irk the god. It irritated Indra that there was someone who continuously defied him. If he didn’t do anything now, it would set a precedence for future generations to defy him.

But just as the war god was about to act any further, he suddenly received a voice transmission from Sun Wukong.

{Indra. Stop now before you take it too far.}

Indra did not break eye contact with Igor. It annoyed him how this little child was able to maintain blatant eye contact with him.

It made him want to properly ‘humble’ him.

{Wukong. Out of respect for our partnership and your honour, I told you I will not kill him.}

{I know you won’t. But the kid won’t see it that way. Right now, he doesn’t hate you. But if you continue to humiliate him…}

{Ha! Do you think I care about the feelings of this brat?}

{Not now. But he has potential. If you alienate him now, there will be no chance of resolving any issues he has with you.}

{Wukong. Are you telling me to swallow my pride on a slim possibility?}

{Indra. The only thing you’re doing right now is pushing him towards Shiva. As of now, you are currently a goal he aims to surpass. This means he will stay to observe you, However, if you do what you are currently doing, he will inevitably side with Shiva out of spite.}

{Yet all of these conjectures hang on the slim possibility that he can walk out my door.}

{Indra. I know you won’t kill him.}

{You cannot confirm that, Wukong.}

{I can. You have also felt his potential. The kid is a peak-god class entity at such a young age. And he also owns the time chamber of the Aryans. There are only two things that can happen. Try to kill him and earn both mine and his resentment, or nurture him and we gain a hundred-thousand soldiers in one body.}

{...}

Indra mulled over Sun Wukong’s words. What the old sage made sense. The blonde as he was had a lot of potential to be great and he had the drive. Killing babies in the cradle was not Indra’s method of doing things. He to enjoyed a good battle otherwise, he would not have been named the God of War.

Furthermore, he was suddenly curious as to how powerful the blonde would be if given time. The thought of having another powerful figure on the level of Shiva suddenly excited him.

Looking at the blonde before him who showed not a single ounce of fear, suddenly amused him. To him, Igor was like a little chihuahua under a leash. When everything was put into context, his little barks suddenly sounded pleasing.

Lowering his glasses from his forehead, Indra crouched down, his eyes still managing to ooze amusement through the darkness of his aviators.

“You have quite the spine, don’t you? By all rights, I should kill you here and now. But, I am a magnanimous god. As such, I will watch you from now on. Since you dare to call yourself a warrior, I expect you to act like one. If you show cowardice, I will kill you, regardless of whether Wukong vouched for you or not. Do you understand?”

The logical answer would’ve been to apply in the affirmative. The ordeal had passed and Igor had been given a way out. The opportunity to end things on a relatively good note had arrived and one would need to be stupid not to take it.

But with typical blonde fashion, Igor surprised everyone.

“A hundred years. If I don’t reverse this situation in a hundred years, I will willingly subordinate myself to you.”

“...”

“...”

Sun Wukong almost ripped out the hairs on his body in absolute fury and paranoia.

[One job! You had one job! Why are you so stubborn!!!]

As for Indra, he matched Igor’s gaze with a confident smirk.

“How bold of you. How…bold. But out of respect for Wukong, I will accept this instead of annihilating you on the spot.”