Chapter 820: Why Did You Kill Our People?
Chapter 820: Why Did You Kill Our People?
“When did it get so close? Brangara turned alert, instantly snapping out of his spiralling mental chaos as he zoned in onto the entity before him, staring upwards to see the massive sandstorm looming over him.
Even though it didn’t have any facial features, he could still feel as if it was staring at him, treating him as its target as dozens of chains sped towards him. Even though they were fast, he had plenty of methods to avoid them.
However, that wasn’t his issue. Rather, it was his descendants who were scurrying around the place, evading the chains while targeting him repeatedly. Even though they were avoiding the chains for the time being, armed with the power of Internal Inertial Gravity, it was just a matter of time before the chains touched their target.
Moreover, the Influenced Region of Armoury was also about to bombard them with a series of Spirit Weapons, ‘In Sumatra Chronicles, that full-scale attack instantly decimated four Empyrean tusks. In terms of defence, the Boar Kings are weaker than the Empyrean Tusks.’
‘If I don’t protect them, they’ll be killed.’ His expression turned sullen as Brangara understood his enemies’ plan, ‘I don’t know how they managed to do it, but somehow, they have inversed their perception of Virala and myself. Damn fucking…!’
He was extremely incensed; however, the moment he noticed a golden flash among the rain shower of Spirit Weapons, his body moved spontaneously, using Subtle Terrian Dominance to create a barrier of air to form a shield.
Bam!
A resounding clang reverberated as a spear of Rutham a metre in length arrived at a stop upon slamming into the shield of air.
Tangible Nature Minor Treasure-Mud Ball!
Tangible Nature Minor Treasure-Satellite!
A layer of mud covered the Rutham spear, following which it solidified and turned into a Satellite, allowing Brangara to send it drilling into the ground where it remained unmoving. This was his go-to method to neutralise the Spirit Weapons unleashed by the Influenced Region of Armoury.
The layer of mud also served as a barrier against the power of psychokinesis unleashed by Armoury, so it served as a great counter. Brangara had planned not just to face the Mystic Seven, but also the Armoury.
After gaining knowledge of Sumatra Chronicles from Yennda, Brangara realised that the Major Treasure of Attribute had revealed itself a month in advance to the time depicted in Sumatra Chronicles.
It meant that there were individuals among the Mystic Seven with the knowledge and capability to prepone the reveal of a Major Treasure. This also indicated the possibility of them using the Influenced Regions against him, with greater control this time.
During the Second Major Disaster, Resha only used bait to make Brangara fight against the Attributed Creatures. However, that would change now, as the Mystic Seven were growing increasingly dangerous.
So, he had prepared for the possibility of fighting the Influenced Region of Armoury alongside the Mystic Seven. He had been treating it as one of his enemies. Therefore, without a moment’s hesitation, he shot a series of Mud Balls towards the Spirit Weapons he deemed threatening to the Boar Kings.
Of course, the people he was protecting were too blind to see the truth, fully consumed by their hatred, “Reveal the truth! NOW!”
“Where have you hidden my grandfather?” One of the Boar Kings roared as he unleashed an artillery strike at Brangara.
“You dared infiltrate the Varahan Palace and killed not just the Empress, but also kidnapped the Emperor and His Highness, Lord Yamahara!” The youngest Boar King of the group bellowed and stacked five Natures of Prana Shock to release a series of shockwaves at Brangara.
‘Killed the Empress?’ Brangara realised what was happening, ‘That was merely a puppet controlled by my dear son. It seems the enemy has infiltrated my Empire enough to ascertain such sensitive info that even the Boar Kings weren’t privy about.’
“I am Brangara!” Brangara roared as Prana billowed around him and erected a massive barrier, shielding all the Boar Kings from harm as thousands of Spirit Weapons bombarded the region, absolutely wreaking the place.
“I am the real deal!” He uttered confidently, displaying his sheer might as he glared at his descendants, “Don’t you dare for a moment assume I’m that weasel!”
“You’ve played that trick five times by now.” One of the Boar Kings shouted, stacked four Natures of Eddy Blade in his Astral Chart and sliced onto the barrier of air. Immediately in response, the other Boar Kings targeted the same region until it formed a gash.
One after another, the Boar Kings left Brangara’s Spirit Weapon range, glaring at him from outside, unflinching even when a couple of the Boar Kings died once from the hail of Spirit Weapons.
“We would do everything in our power to kill you. However, we would rather die than be protected by you.” A Boar King roared, “You’ve tortured the Wean Clan enough, Virala!”
“It’s high time you paid the price!” As the Boar King uttered, the expressions of all 79 Boar Kings shifted, causing goosebumps to form on Brangara’s skin.
“You…don’t mean…?” His eyes widened in absolute disbelief as Brangara stared at the Boar Kings huddle together, following which one of them opened his mouth wide and yanked the closest Boar King into his mouth, taking a chomp immediately after, “No!”
“What the fuck are you doing?” Brangara roared in anger as his figure rushed towards the Boar King who had taken a bite off the head of his sibling and punched him away, “Are you sane?”
“We are ready to pay any price to kill you!” The Boar King whose head had been chomped upon appeared beside his corpse with a solemn expression.
The Boar Kings launched a series of attacks at Brangara and hurriedly jumped away as the Boar King—who had been sent flying-rushed towards them and began eating them up.
“Are you guys…fucking retarded?” He never knew he could feel anger at such high intensity towards his Clansmen, something he only felt against Empyrean Tusks until now. ‘I vowed to never allow such a tragic fate befall my family.’
“No…” He let out a soft breath, staring at the sky to hear the pitter atter resembling raindrops. However, they were Spirit Weapons bombarding his shield of air, in the tens of thousands. He observed them in silence for a couple of seconds as a single tear drop cascaded down his cheeks.
“This is shit! Fucking shit! One big…messed up life…” He exhaled weakly, “Seriously, what the fuck have I been doing until now? My descendants are repeating exactly the scene from my most horrifying nightmare!”
“I…am the Celestial Boar! Brangara!” He uttered weakly and assumed Celestial Boar transformation, only to see the Boar Kings scream in despair upon the sight.
“FUCKING VIRALA!” One of the Boar Kings mourned with enough stress that one of his bodies exploded as he bombarded his chest out of grief, “He…He…”
“He consumed the Emperor!”
‘Fuck!’ Brangara was in a state of fluster, as his Celestial Boar form, which he thought would serve as proof of his identity, only served to further the misunderstanding.
“Hurry! Eat faster!” One of the Boar Kings roared and slapped his head aloud, using Prana
Shock stacked five times to flatten his body in one hit, following which his second body appeared beside to stuff it into the mouth of the Boar King devouring them all.
“Hold him back until we succeed!” The Boar Kings bellowed in fear and desperation as they charged at Brangara with reckless abandon.
At the back, they were being consumed by one of the Boar Kings.
“Ack!” A Boar King coughed out blood as a harpoon had stabbed him through the chest,
extracting something out of his body to condense a Spirit Weapon that flew towards the Influenced Region of Armoury, “Oh…shit!”
As his eyes dulled, the Boar King realised what had happened and shouted in alarm, “It stole
all the Natures from my Astral Chart!”
“My Brethren! Don’t let those chains touch you!” He shouted as his body was transformed into a sack of minerals and absorbed by the Armoury.
“Quick, hold Virala…” A Boar King at the vanguard bellowed, about to activate all Natures left
in his Astral Chart when a massive shadow loomed over him. He stared up to see the mighty figure of the Celestial Boar, smiling wryly to observe the latter’s fist approach him, “Oh…”
He was flattened into a paste as Brangara lifted his fist, feeling a pain in his heart as blood dripped down his fist, ‘I…killed my family…again!’
‘No, I don’t have time left to dally here!’ He slapped himself upon seeing the Boar Kings feed themselves to each other with greater frenzy, ‘Before they created another cursed Empyrean Boar King, I’ll kill them all.’
“The Wean Clan doesn’t need another repeat of a hatred-filled tragedy. Let that sort of misfortune end with me.” Tears streamed down his eyes as Brangara’s figure flailed across the region, slapping the Boar Kings into paste with every hit, roaring in sadness upon every hit of death he delivered onto his descendants.
“This is…” At that moment, a stunned voice resounded, right as Brangara killed the last Boar
King, “What are you doing?”
Brangara stared at the individual guiltily, realising that it was his oldest son, Brana. And unlike the rest of the Boar Kings, he seemed clearheaded, which only worsened things.
“W-Why have you slaughtered us…” His voice stammered as Brana stared at Brangara in disbelief, “Father?”
“Why did you kill our people?”
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