Chapter 543 Perfect Biome Domination
The body of the Boar King at Compartment 1-A was constantly drawing in Bolts of Transcendence nonstop. Through them, he was also consuming the influence of the Attributed Region.
A glance at the latter, and Resha felt that the Boar King wasn’t recklessly moving about in anger like before. Instead, he was accumulating something. ‘His mind’s most definitely comprehending the sea of information that flowed into his mind space through the Bolts of Transcendence.’
Information that only Transcendents could obtain. Even the strongest of cultivators trying to become a Transcendent gathered a dozen Bolts of Transcendence. But what about the Boar King? Even if a majority of them had been destroyed by the Attributed Region, the Boar King had summoned at least a hundred bolts.
Inala had summoned 24 Bolts of Transcendence in total in order to evolve. This was the amount necessary to fuse his two bodies, five Natures, One Minor Treasure, one Major Treasure, and three pieces of Sumatra Gold into a singular whole.
The Boar King didn’t have anything like that which could consume the power of the Bolt of Transcendence. Instead, he was voraciously consuming them.
Inala had sensed that long ago, which was why he asked Resha to target this Boar King. The body of the Boar King in the centre too had planned something but stopped summoning Bolts of Transcendence once he arrived at the centre, for there was no reason to do so anymore.
It did consume a lot of Prana to heal the wounds carved by the remnant power in a Bolt of transcendence, not to mention dozens of the same. Hence, he was conserving his power. This meant that in terms of danger level, despite being tremendously stronger, the body of the Boar King in the centre was less dangerous than the one at Compartment 1-A.
But even though Inala had asked Resha to stop this Boar King from reaching the centre, realistically speaking, Resha didn’t have the means to stop the latter.
This body of the Boar King was on his last leg, deprived of all his Prana reserve, having resorted to combusting his muscles and other parts of the body to generate enough Prana to heal the wounds from the Bolts of Transcendence.
Despite it, he was actively summoning more bolts. And as long as these bolts continued to approach him, Resha would be unable to target him. He did have the Major Treasure of Cure. But without any plans, the moment a single Bolt of Transcendence touches him, he would be vaporised.
The Boar King was able to harness the bolts from various angles, having better control over the process after doing it so many times. Therefore, the moment Resha approaches anywhere near the latter, a bolt would indeed vaporise him.
Most of all, Yarsha Zahara was accompanying him. Resha couldn’t bring himself to kill her. In a dangerous situation, he might instinctively move to protect her, which would only allow the Boar King to enter the centre and rejoin with his other body.
He weighed the pros and cons and judged that since he couldn’t stop the Boar King in Compartment 1-K, he would instead target the one in the centre and lure him back to Compartment 1-K. The spinning tops in Compartment 1-K were powerful enough to kill the Boar King.
Since Resha had already used his Secondary Nature of Mystic Bone to refine the skeleton of Brangara’s four kids and had poured in enough power of Perfect Inertial Gravity in them, he could take action with a thought.
“Shit!” Asaeya condensed two Spirit Weapons and hurled them at the figures of Brana and Baga, grunting upon seeing a repulsive force of gravity originate from their bodies and push themselves away from her Spirit Weapons.
This repulsion force used the momentum of her Spirit Weapons to fly away, angling themselves to a spinning top. In two to three seconds, they would make contact with a spinning top and be dissolved instantly.
Without assuming their Empyrean Boar forms, their bodies were too fragile to last for even a fraction of a second against a spinning top. Their deaths were assured unless the Boar King did something about it.
The moment the figures of Brana and Baga flew away from Asaeya’s grasp, the Boar King was already on his way towards the gate. “Fucker! How many times will you pull the same fucking shit?”
“Until you’re dead!” Resha said and took flight, remaining beyond the immediate range of the Boar King. This way, he could avoid both the Bolts of Transcendence and any shockwaves unleashed by the Boar King fast enough.
But it was still close enough to follow the Boar King through the hole in the gate, a perfectly calculated distance. In his hurry to rescue his children, the Boar King had to fight for every single second. Hence, he couldn’t split his attention towards Resha, for that would result in him failing to save his kids.
A stream of Prana spanning a length of a hundred metres latched onto the Boar King’s back. Trailing towards its end was Inala, having reverted to human form. The stream of Prana split into eight, allowing him greater balance and control.
By distributing the required force among the eight streams, Inala could pull himself closer to the Boar King faster. He could also evade or move away at the same speed.
The moment Resha acted otherwise, Inala was able to guess his thought process. Upon understanding that Resha had some logic, he changed his plans. There was no time or room for a conflict, so it was best to cooperate.
Inala had the capability to change his plans on the fly to suit the situation, so he made adjustments accordingly. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t angry at Resha, cursing upon seeing the latter fly alongside him, “Retard.”
“What do you know about my plans?” Resha cursed in response, “I’ve been on the right track all along.”
“To avoid the worst-case scenario, you took a path that led to that exact, fucking scenario.” Inala clicked his tongue in disgust, “You think the rest of us couldn’t target his kids? I, Virala, and Orakha had plenty of chances. But we didn’t target them for a reason, dumbass.”
A Bolt of Transcendence flew towards the gate and slammed into it, poking open a hole. The path it took was in line with Inala and Resha as the duo evaded in a hurry.
The Boar King assumed human form to leap through the small hole that had formed, trying to keep it small enough that Resha would be unable to pass through. In human forms, the Boar King was short as compared to Resha.
But Resha was prepared, spiking his field of gravity to fly towards the Boar King faster. Through his Tertiary Nature of Empyrean 100, he turned into an Iron Grade Pranic Beast with the smallest possible body, barely managing to enter the hole while ignoring a portion of his body that was dissolved by the closing wall.
As Inala had the key, he passed through the gate normally and condensed a Biome Bomb in his hand. The wind was pushed out fiercely to form gales as he assumed Royal Zinger form, hurling the Biome Bomb at tremendous speeds that almost resembled a flash of lightning.
The Boar King unleashed concentrated Prana Shocks at the spinning top approaching his kids, using the impact to slow down its approach. His figure then grabbed the kids and landed on the spinning top, kicking it away by a couple of metres.
He inspected the condition of Brana and Baga, relieved that they were alive. But then, a Biome Bomb phased through his arm, making him only feel as if the wind had brushed past faintly. It had wrapped around Brana and instantly compressed itself to perfectly layer his body.
In the interior, Brana was trapped, failing to break free as the Biome Bomb was tremendously tough. Eight streams of Prana jutted out of the Biome Bomb externally, appearing no different from the strings of Prana created using the Minor Treasure of Tangible Psychokinesis.
The eight strings latched onto the Boar King’s arm and began to steal his Lifespan. Right as the Boar King intended to destroy the Biome Bomb, the strings of Prana elongated themselves while the surface became slippery, causing the Biome Bomb to slip out of his hand.
The eight strings of Prana seemed alive, acting like an octopus to maintain distance between the Boar King and the Biome Bome.
“Dammit!” The Boar King grunted and extended his hand to grab a string, only to see it detach and attach to another location on his arm. A second string curved beyond his reach and maintained contact.Like a living octopus, the eight strings acted like legs to run across the Boar King’s arm, continuing to steal his Lifespan in the process. At the same time, a second Biome Bomb appeared and enveloped Baga, repeating the same.
Even though the Boar King managed to save his kids, Inala used them to target him better. And as both the Biome Bombs perfectly wrapped around his kids, in fear of harming them, the Boar King couldn’t even take drastic actions.
The Biome Bombs had the functions of both Tangible Psychokinesis and an Enrino’s Satellite. After all, Inala took advantage of the Major Treasure of Attribute’s power and fused it with the data of an Enrino into the evolution of his Primary Nature.
Hence, by infusing his Prana into a Biome Bomb, Inala could give it instructions, making it capable of sentient thought—by using the mind aspect of Prana—until all the Prana he had infused in it is consumed.
As a result, the Biome Bomb was capable of moving on its own. And with two of them grabbing all of the Boar King’s attention, Inala condensed a third Biome Bomb, feeling sweat drip down his forehead, ‘I’m using too much power for my first time. But no other choice. This is indeed a great opportunity to kill him, before he succeeds in whatever he’s planning.’
The third Biome Bomb slammed into the Boar King’s right leg and morphed to form a layer on the leg. Inala transformed into a male Royal Zinger as this Biome Bomb rapidly absorbed Prana from the Boar King’s right leg and created a terrain within it.
This terrain formed a small layer on the inner surface, in an instant taking on a grey sheen. The faint layer managed to consume all the Prana being stolen from the Boar King like an unquenchable sinkhole.
Two seconds later, the layer turned into grey sand as the effects of Sandy-Grey Void were fully unleashed within the Biome Bomb. Immediately after, the effects of the grey sand targeted the Boar King’s leg, rapidly drilling into it, with every single particle of grey sand behaving as if it was alive. The reason being?
“Fuuoh!” Sweat dripped from his forehead as Inala felt a ginormous strain even in his Mystic Grade Pranic Beast form, activating the power that made him a Mutated Mystic Grade Pranic Beast.
Secondary Nature—Perfect Biome Domination!