Chapter 493 This Doesn’t Sit Well With Me
Chapter 493 This Doesn’t Sit Well With Me
?It took an entire month for the Empyrean Tusks to calm down from their fervour, finally able to behave normally.
“Why the heck are you bearing the entirety of the mental load from your biome with your mind?” Vhalla chided Inala upon inspecting the latter’s stomach biome, “No wonder you’re mad for a few hours every day. This is just stupid.”
She then glared at Gannala, “Did you learn nothing from the Supreme Tusk? How come you didn’t even teach him the basics of maintaining a biome?”
“I did,” Gannala replied in a hurry, “But Dad’s mind is unable to handle the processing power necessary for that. He’s only in the Silver Grade. So, I had to improvise.”
“This is the problem with talented brats that are born with an abundance.” Vhalla commented as she summoned Rhanalla, “You’re the best in this category. Help Inala’s stomach biome.”
“Sure,” Rhanalla nodded and motioned for Inala to open his mouth, sending a stream of Prana down his food pipe following that. Rhanalla was born with the highest amount of defects possible, with the majority of them concerning the creation of biomes.
As a result, she lacked the brainpower and mental capacity necessary to maintain her biomes, often causing there to be a shortage of resources for her Settlement. Over time, she figured out ways to transfer the load to her spine, cause Prana concentrations in organs to the extent they gained mild sentience, etc.
The mild sentience in the organs allowed them to think related to the biomes in them, as a result reducing the physical and mental strain on the Empyrean Tusk’s brain. Rhanalla even managed to modify the Bone Slip Skill to create a mental hub in her bones and connect them to her biomes.
As a result, her skeleton acted as an extension of her brain, performing the simplest of tasks that could be automated, for they necessitated a fixed response every single time. Over the centuries, Rhanalla developed in this aspect, creating a complex network in her body that had resulted in such a synergetic effect that her Nature became strengthened in response.
By the time she had completed the network, Rhanalla became the 2nd Empyrean Tusk. Every single Empyrean Tusk had a story to tell, having focused on the means to offset the damage resulting from defective genes.
Rhanalla was the most experienced person who could solve Inala’s issues. Once she took action, teaching him a variety of things, Inala noticed that the amount of time he would remain mad every day continued to steadily decrease.
‘Indeed, this is a wealth of experience that cannot be replaced by anything else.’ Inala thought, in awe of Rhanalla as the latter solved in a matter of hours an issue that he was unable to solve for years.
Every single Empyrean Tusk was a pioneer in some field. By constantly absorbing the thoughts, memories, and ideas of the Mammoth Clan part of their immune system, the Empyrean Tusks performed a variety of research and developed Mystic Bone Art, perfecting over time creative means to use it.
Even though there were thousands of races on Sumatra with Gold Grade Pranic Beasts, only two races were worshipped as Deities. There was a valid reason for that. And today, Inala obtained an even clearer picture.
Once the Empyrean Tusks stopped messing around and noticed the issues in Inala, they managed to spontaneously come up with solutions. Two days later, Inala was able to keep his Tertiary Nature of Spatial Immune System active without being influenced completely. He was still capable of rational thoughts in such a state, which came as a surprise.
‘The current me can fight on my own for the Attribute.’ He thought in shock. Originally, he planned to rely completely on Wittral for his female body and Asaeya for his male body. But his present state meant that he could actually approach Amita in his Spirit Weapon range and not lose his mind in the process.
This was the extent of development he experienced in a couple of days, thanks to the Empyrean Tusks who assisted him.
“Now!” Rhanalla slung her hand around Inala’s shoulder and pulled him closer, “You know what to do next, right?”
“I thank you…big sister!” Inala said, watching Rhanalla’s face beam in response.
“Cutieee!” Rhanalla grabbed Inala and twirled around, “You’re the cutest!”
Currently, they were moving as a group across the wilds, appearing as mere flashes to the eyes of the local Pranic Beasts.
In the centre was Raaha, unleashing a mist that covered the group. The mist was capable of blocking out sight, sound, and Prana detection methods from the outside. But for their group, everything remained clear. They could see their surroundings, hear everything that was happening around them, etc.
The mist only targeted external parties. And as Raaha was at the 10-Life Stage, his effective Spirit Weapon range surpassed a kilometre, forming a large enough region where the Empyrean Tusks could roam around freely.
“You’re slow, muscly cutie!” Fualla stared at Grehha and pinched his biceps, “How come you’re this bad at using Internal Inertial Gravity? You’re worse than what I could do when I was two days old.”
She began to instruct Grehha on ways to improve his usage of Internal Inertial Gravity, watching him pick up her insights quickly, “You’re a good learner. Were you this bad just because you holed yourself up in creating the Bone Vipers?”
“No, I was still practicing.” Grehha smiled wryly. Even though he had Internal Inertial Gravity, he had to figure out the ways to use it based on his knowledge of Sumatra Chronicles, some level of input from Resha, and experiment through the rest.
Even though his usage of Internal Inertial Gravity was very potent, enough for him to fight against Brimgan Royals without issues, before an Empyrean Tusk who was born to wield this power, he was nothing.
In the centre was Raaha, carried by Nitalla for he was too slow in comparison to them. Spread apart from his position were the Empyrean Tusks, their figures a flicker as they covered forty to fifty metres casually with every jump, hardly leaving behind any trace or footprint.
Since Inala and Grehha had Internal Inertial Gravity, they were made to run alongside the Empyrean Tusks and given pointers to improve on their usage of the Nature. Blola and Yennda were carried by Trulla, the 8th Empyrean Tusk.
Whenever they wanted to rest and replenish their Prana, Trulla placed Blola in a nutrient-rich spot, watching him become a Transcendent Eater and supply everyone with Parute Fruits. Since in human forms, they didn’t need much Prana to maintain their bodies, all Empyrean Tusks managed to conserve their resources.
As they travelled, they consumed resources from other regions and managed to steadily increase the accumulation in their biomes. With minimal consumption, their savings ballooned, which made them appreciate Gannala further, for this wouldn’t have been possible without her Secondary Nature of Weaponisation.
“The Supreme Tusk Gannala is something else,” Vhalla approached Raaha as she observed Inala and Grehha, “As long as those with the Fragment Disease from her immune system consume the blood of an Empyrean Tusk, they’ll gain Internal Inertial Gravity.”
“If only our herd wasn’t broken up,” She sighed, “We could have had more Mammoth Clansmen with Internal Inertial Gravity.”
“But this isn’t too bad either.” Raaha smiled, “The Supreme Tusk’s successor has allowed the Mammoth Clan to move discretely like this while conserving resources. And can also equip Natures onto everyone. The strategic value of this far surpasses everything else.”
“You’re right.” Vhalla laughed cheerfully, “Not only will the Mammoth Clan attain the Mystic Grade seven times, but all seven will be unique paths.”
“It’s indeed unprecedented.” Raaha sighed, “But I don’t like it when you Deities give a free pass for all their actions. The death of two Empyrean Tusks and the loss of all the Mammoth Clan’s resources is also attributed to them…”
“You see,” Vhalla said, motioning towards Raaha with her eye. Once the latter strengthened the layer of mist around the duo, ensuring their conversation would remain audible only to the two of them, she continued, “When I was playing around with the Mystic Paths, I inspected the state of their minds.”
“The stress levels of Inala and Grehha have long since exceeded their capabilities. They have been heavily abusing their mental prowess with no regard for conservation. At this rate, it’s just a matter of time before their mind collapses and they become retards.” She spoke solemnly, “Blola and Yennda are on the verge of reaching the same state too.”
“Only I can kill the Boar King. Once I get that Major Treasure, my endgame build will be complete. And then, I can face him at his full power.” She said, “A reckless thought process. But for some reason, this thought has been buried in the depths of the minds of all four. All I managed to do was detect it. I’m afraid no one can erase or modify them. There’s just one guy who can do something like this.”
“Renduldu,” Raaha spoke in seriousness.
“Yup, and the Mammoth Ancestor seems to be on it too. Whenever her Transcendent World appears, I notice her paying special attention to Resha.” Vhalla sighed as she stared at Inala and the other three Mystic Paths in pity, “This is too much burden for such cute kids to bear at a young age. They’re being influenced beyond their fracture point.”
“The Boar King is our opponent. It’s our job to kill him.” She shook her head, “I would have been fine if they wanted to fight the Boar King after becoming adults, but they’re mere children now.”
“This doesn’t sit well with me.”