Be a lord in the world of Indian mythology

Chapter 69 Stone Demon

This description doesn't seem to match up at all!

After assessing his physical condition, Vijay forced himself to get up, climbed onto the roof of the carriage, and looked out into the distance.

Looking around, there are patches of green grass and gentle hills. Not to mention a rocky beach, it's hard to find even a decent-sized rock.

As for the massive mountain range that can be seen at a glance?

Then there would be absolutely no trace of them!

Theoretically speaking, it's simply impossible!

Even if you are tens of kilometers away, you can definitely see some traces of a mountain range that is described as towering into the clouds.

But now, looking around, there is only blue sky and white clouds, and not a trace of mountains.

The tribe of the Stone Golem?

That must be over a thousand miles away!

All of this means only one thing.

They... got lost!

It is unknown when or where the caravan deviated completely from the Mittal family's ancestral Eastern secret route and entered a completely unfamiliar territory.

Vijay clenched his fist, quickly calculating in his mind.

Now that things have come to this, it seems there is no other choice!

Vijay made up his mind: wait here for a while, and when the other side catches up, he will use the excuse that the caravan's goods have been destroyed and the caravan members are unable to move forward to suggest that they turn back temporarily.

Now that the authorities have taken over the Stone Temple and obtained clues about the alien god, which is enough to report to the higher-ups of the Brahman, there is no reason for them to force their way into the unknown.

This reason is reasonable and should be able to convince the other party.

"This grassland is much safer than the swamp, isn't it?" Vijay jumped off the carriage and asked softly.

Bim nodded, slightly relieved: "Don't worry, Master. According to the old masters, this area is relatively peaceful, except for the Stone Demon tribe."

Vijay nodded, relieved, and planned to lie back in the car to rest for a while and regain his strength.

But as soon as he lowered his head, his ear suddenly twitched.

A strange roar drifted slowly from behind the hills not far away.

The sound was neither like the cry of an eagle nor the roar of a cow, yet it combined the characteristics of both: deep, heavy, and with a strange rhythm. It was not like the wild roar of a wild beast, but rather like some kind of call or announcement.

Bim's face changed drastically, his voice trembling: "Shiva, master, I remember that voice! It's the cry of the Stone Golem!"

Vijay froze, then abruptly looked up towards the hills.

The next second, two enormous bodies, each 4 or 5 meters tall, slowly emerged from the back of the hill.

They are as imposing as ancient mountains, their bodies forged from a single piece of dark blue rock, their skin rough and covered with rock patterns. They have no facial features, only a narrow, elongated slit in their chest cavity that opens and closes slightly, as if breathing.

With each step, the ground trembled slightly, the heavy footsteps echoing like muffled thunder, and a primal sense of oppression swept over, sending chills down one's spine.

As the two colossal rock formations emerged step by step from the shadows of the hills, the air across the entire grassland seemed to freeze.

The caravan members were so frightened that their bodies stiffened, their legs went weak, and they instinctively shrank back. Some even trembled uncontrollably.

Vijay's gaze was fixed on the approaching stone golem, and suddenly, fragments of memories about these stone golems flashed through his mind...

A narrow escape from death, offering gifts, and building friendships!

The image flashed by in an instant, but it struck his mind like a bolt of lightning, waking him up instantly.

Star Rain Grass!

"Star Rain Grass! Quick! Get the Star Rain Grass!" Vijay suddenly snapped back to reality and roared urgently, his voice trembling slightly with tension.

Bim didn't dare delay for a moment. He turned and sprinted towards the convoy, shouting as he ran, "Quick! Search the cargo! Find the Star Rain Grass! Hurry!"

The caravan members snapped out of their daze, panicked but not daring to be careless. They immediately scattered and rushed towards the sacks and wooden crates full of goods, frantically searching them.

The vehicles that were specifically used to transport Star Rain Grass were damaged several times. Although some of it should have been salvaged, these lowly weeds were simply stuffed into other goods, and no one bothered to take stock of the losses.

At this moment, everyone was anxious, fearing that the crucial life-saving item had already been lost.

The sounds of rummaging, dragging, and rapid breathing mingled together, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

Good luck!

Not long after, a servant shouted with ecstatic joy, "Found it! It's here!"

Hearing the noise, everyone gathered around and saw that the sack was buried deep at the bottom of the pile of goods, wrapped in a rainproof cloth. Although it was covered with some mud, it was intact. When the sack was opened, a strong, unique, and strange smell with a fishy odor instantly filled the air. It was the smell of Star Rain Grass!

Vijay was overjoyed. He rushed forward, ripped open the sack, grabbed handfuls of Star Rain Grass, and stuffed them into his mouth without caring about the dirt and dust on the leaves. He chewed them fiercely.

A strange, indescribable taste instantly filled his mouth and nasal cavity, causing him to furrow his brows and almost gag.

But he endured the discomfort and chewed frantically until the grass was completely crushed. Then he raised his hand and smeared the crushed grass scraps all over his face, neck, arms, and chest, soaking even the front of his robe.

A strong, exotic fragrance instantly enveloped his entire body.

"Quickly, you all eat some and apply some too!" Vijay threw Star Rain Grass to the caravan members and then gave the order loudly.

After doing all this, he suddenly looked up at the stone figure that was getting closer and closer.

At this moment, the two stone figures had already walked up to the caravan.

Their bodies were as hard as iron, and they held thick, long wooden clubs, each as thick as two people could hug, carved from a single giant tree. The top of the clubs was also inlaid with sharp stone blades, so heavy that they seemed capable of easily crushing everything.

A faint light emanated from the crack in the stone figure's chest cavity, sweeping across the trembling caravan. With a casual reach, it grabbed a startled camel or ox at the edge of the group.

They easily seized the cart and the oxen together.

"Snap!"

With a crisp crack, the ox's body was instantly crushed.

With a casual tug, the stone figure tore the heavy camel and ox in two, leaving it covered in blood and its internal organs scattered on the ground.

They stuffed the broken oxen into the cracks in their chests, and the oxen disappeared from everyone's sight.

The caravan members were terrified, their faces ashen. Some were so frightened that their legs gave way and they collapsed to the ground, trembling so badly they couldn't even scream.

Not to mention using the life-saving remedy Vijay provided for them!

After the stone man finished distributing the food, the ghostly light turned to the servants who were lying on the ground. It moved slowly, with an overwhelming sense of oppression, and approached step by step.

At this critical moment!

"Stop!"

Vijay suddenly stepped forward, blocking the crowd, raising his hands high and waving them vigorously, shouting, "I am a member of the Mittal family! I have come according to the ancient covenant of my ancestors!"

His voice was loud and clear, tinged with nervousness yet unwavering, as he tried to awaken the ancient memories slumbering within the stone figure.

The two stone figures stopped simultaneously, their chests gleaming with a faint light. They slowly lowered their heads toward Vijay, their massive bodies leaning forward as if sniffing.

The strong, exotic fragrance of Star Rain Grass clearly wafted into the stone man's senses.

The originally fierce, eerie light gradually softened.

The stone man gently raised his rough, rocky fingers, scratched his hard head, and leaned down to gaze at Vijay.

Like the sound of two rocks rubbing and colliding, it came from the crack in the stone man's chest cavity, indistinct yet with a distinct rhythm.

Vijay was overjoyed, and tried to put on a sincere smile as he responded loudly again: "I am a descendant of the Mittal family, and I have come according to the Old Testament, as commanded by my ancestors!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, signaling the people behind him to put down their weapons and not to panic.

The two stone figures looked at each other, their chests gleaming with a faint, eerie light, as if they were communicating.

A moment later, one of the stone golems stretched out its huge rocky hand and cautiously reached towards Vijay.

The hand was huge, easily enveloping his entire body, yet the movements were gentle, softly lifting Vijay and placing him in the palm of the hand, before slowly raising him to his feet.

The stone figure spoke again in a deep voice, turned around, and strode into the depths of the hills.

Vijay sat in the stone golem's palm, his view unobstructed and his heart at peace. He turned to Bim and shouted, "Bim! Hurry! Get the caravan together! Don't fall behind!"

Bim nodded immediately and shouted, "Everyone, follow! Quick! Don't stop!"

No one dared to delay, so they quickly prepared their vehicles and got ready to follow the stone man closely.

Just as the team was about to set off, the earth suddenly began to tremble violently!

"Boom!"

Heavy footsteps came from the direction of the misty swamp behind them, getting closer and closer.

Everyone's expression changed instantly, and they instinctively turned around to look.

Then, the figure of Fan Numu slowly emerged from the mist.

At this moment, countless pink tentacles of the eye unfolded, but they were no longer pink as before; instead, they had turned into an eerie deep red, like congealed blood.

The enormous pupil was bloodshot, flashing with a violent and furious light. The pressure emanating from its body was even heavier than before. With each step it took, the earth trembled.

Clearly, he had ended the battle at the temple and followed the scent.

The two stone figures stopped abruptly, their eerie chest light suddenly turning wary. Their massive bodies tensed slightly, their rocky textures gleaming faintly, as they stared intently at the approaching Brahma's eyes, adopting a defensive stance.

Fannu approached step by step, his scarlet whiskers swaying slightly, his huge pupils staring intently at the stone man with scrutiny and vigilance, but he did not immediately launch an attack, clearly also carrying a certain degree of apprehension.

A terrifying confrontation raged, the air seemed to freeze, and the oppressive atmosphere was palpable.

Vijay, sitting in the stone figure's palm, felt a sudden tightness in his chest and immediately cried out, "Shiva, protect me! Lord Eye! Stop! Don't do it!"

Fan Nu Mu clearly heard Vijay's words. He paused, his scarlet whiskers trembled slightly, and his huge pupils looked at Vijay with a hint of doubt and scrutiny, but he did not move forward. The violent pressure around him subsided slightly.

The stone man remained vigilant, its eerie light fixed on the eyes of the demon slave, showing no sign of letting its guard down.

Upon seeing this, Vijay immediately reassured the stone man, raising his hand to indicate, "He is one of my companions, not an enemy!"

The two stone figures exchanged a glance, their eerie light flashing for a moment before their hostility gradually dissipated. Yet they remained vigilant, slowly turning around and continuing their journey.

Seeing this, it leisurely came to the side of the group. Its scarlet tentacles slowly retracted, and its huge pupils silently followed behind the group. It no longer approached or launched an attack, but simply followed silently, its gaze always fixed on the stone man, with a hint of inquiry and vigilance.

With the potential crisis averted, the team resumed its march.

The stone figure moved with steady yet incredibly fast steps, its massive feet leaving deep footprints on the grassland as it walked deeper into the hills.

The caravan members exerted all their strength to barely keep up with the stone man's pace, and dared not stop for the rest of the journey.

After crossing one low hill after another, the view ahead gradually opened up.

In the distance, a simple yet massive mountain stronghold slowly came into view.

The stronghold was built from huge rocks and thick logs. The walls were towering, and the outer fence was densely covered with the skeletons of various giant beasts. Huge teeth, thick ribs, and broken skulls were stuck in the fence. The white skeletons gleamed coldly in the sunlight, exuding a sinister and eerie atmosphere. They were out of place with the surrounding green grassland and looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.

This should be the Stone Man's tribal camp.

As the group drew closer, the village gate opened, revealing glimpses of the village's interior.

"You wait outside!" Vijay shouted to the caravan.

Then, he let the two stone figures lead him into the mountain stronghold without any precautions.

The interior of the stronghold is extremely spacious, with the ground paved with flat stones. Houses made of huge skeletons can be seen everywhere, with animal bones as beams. Although there are no roofs, they exude a unique sense of order.

Dozens of stone figures of varying sizes, some sitting, some standing, and some lying down, are scattered throughout the mountain village.

They come in various shapes and sizes, some tall and imposing, others relatively short. The rock textures around their bodies are all different, and the dim light on their chests varies, yet they all exude a sense of composure.

When the two stone figures led the outsiders into the mountain stronghold, all the stone figures instantly raised their heads, and the eerie light from their chests focused on Vijay, their scrutinizing gazes instantly enveloping him.

It's impossible not to panic!

Vijay was sweating bullets, and could only hope that the fragments flashing through his mind were real and effective.

The stone figures in the mountain village all lowered their heads, their chests gleaming faintly, as if they were sniffing out scents.

A moment later, the initially wary ghostly light softened, but it still curiously observed Vijay.

Slowly walking to the center of the mountain stronghold, the Stone Demon stopped and carefully placed Vijay under a stone pillar that was almost three or four meters high and required three people to encircle.

Vijay landed on his feet, let out a long sigh of relief, and finally relaxed completely, breathing in the fresh air.

As soon as Vijay steadied himself, a voice resounded directly in his mind. The old, deep voice was like thunder rolling across the wasteland, carrying the weight of time.

Vijay was certain he had never heard such a language before, yet strangely he understood its meaning: "Outsider, what brings you here?"

Vijay felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively looked up.

The huge stone pillar in front of them was not a real stone pillar.

It turned out to be the remains of a stone figure!

The straight column is its spine, and a humanoid face is faintly visible on the stone pillar.

Without much hesitation, Vijay immediately confirmed the origin of the sound.

Vijay took a deep breath, stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully. His tone was calm and firm: "Elder, I, Mittal Vijay, have been entrusted by our ancestors to bring Star Rain Grass as a gift. I humbly request the tribe to guide us on the secret path to the east."

Stone Pillar showed no reaction whatsoever to Vijay's words!

It was as if it couldn't understand Vijay's words at all!