Chapter 364 Two Plaguing Choices

Chapter 364 Two Plaguing Choices

[Die!]

As the mace-like trunk of the 1st Empyrean Tusk slammed into it, the Empyrean Boar King was unable to defend on time, due to its anaemic state. In a desperate attempt, it manipulated the air in its surroundings to move its position, causing the impact to not be dead-on.

The mace-like trunk made contact at an angle, hence unable to deliver the entirety of the might contained in it. The Empyrean Boar King revved its two Subtle Terrain Domination Natures to the limit, spitting out blood as it was critically injured by the attack.

[No! Come back!]

The 1st Empyrean Tusk realised its mistake a moment later after it gave its all in that attack. Due to the angle at which its mace-like trunk slammed into the Empyrean Boar King, the latter was sent flying far away from the Mammoth Clan.

Whether it was the Empyrean Tusks or Mammoth Clansmen, they all could sense that the Boar King was out of Prana. As a result, all the Natures that it had been using were deactivated, making it the best situation to kill it.

But the blow was too powerful as the Empyrean Boar King's body continued to fly away, like a baseball hit beyond bounds.

[Chase him! Raaha! Kill him!]

The 1st Empyrean Tusk shouted when suddenly, its eyes dulled as its trunk exploded into bits and pieces, having borne the brunt of the Boar King's retaliation. A portion of its face too crumbled, causing it to collapse.

Thud! Boom! Thud! nove/lb/In

Dozens of Empyrean Tusks collapsed one after another, exhausted beyond limit while also sustaining grievous injuries. The exhaustion of eight Empyrean Tusks had reached such critical levels that their Internal Inertial Gravity flickered before being deactivated.

Immediately in response, their bodies began crumbling.

Lying in a pool of his own blood was Raaha, still at the 10-Life Stage but all his bodies were severely wounded. When the Boar King retaliated, he swapped through his bodies in a flurry, using them to tank through the attacks in such a way none of his bodies died. That was the only way to minimise his losses, because he intended to attack once again.

Unfortunately, the Boar King took advantage of the 1st Empyrean Tusk's attack to be sent flying away.

"Get...Back!" Resha growled as reverted to his human form, lacking his arms. The internal organs on his chest were laid bare, for the portion before that was destroyed when his attack failed. He churned as much Prana as he could accumulate in a short while and targeted the Empyrean Boar King's figure.

Primary Nature—Total Inertial Gravity!

A gravitational field was unleashed in a tunnel form, connecting the Empyrean Boar King's body to the land underneath the Mammoth Clan. Instantly, a suction force was unleashed that caused the Empyrean Boar King's flying figure to decelerate.

Once it was stopped in the air, its figure would be pulled towards the Mammoth Clan. In its weakened state, it would be killed without a doubt. Knowing this, the Empyrean Boar King observed its battered body, taking action without hesitation.

Instantly, its battered limbs burned up and were combusted to generate Prana. The same went true for all the fat reserves stored in its body. A decent amount of Prana formed in its Spirit Container as the Empyrean Boar King opened its mouth and bleated.

Astral Chart—Bone-Melting Artillery X4!

The sky was littered with spikes that flew towards the Mammoth Clan, with a good portion of them flowing into the tunnel of gravity that Resha had created, using the force of attraction to accelerate.

"Shit!" Resha was forced to stop the gravity tunnel, glaring in hatred to see the Empyrean Boar King revert to human form and fly farther away, facing less air resistance in his human body.

"Master! Tell an Empyrean Tusk to launch me in his direction!" Resha roared, "I'll kill him!"

But he had just finished speaking when all able-bodied Empyrean Tusks unleashed powerful gusts of air to counter the artillery strike. The Boar King knew that the Empyrean Tusks could send powerful masters like Raaha after him to kill him.

It was why he unleashed such a powerful artillery strike, one unless targeted by all Empyrean Tusks would pose enough power to cripple the weakened Mammoth Clan for good.

"No..." Resha muttered in shock as he clutched his bleeding chest. His lungs had been punctured. It was why he couldn't launch himself with a pressurised thrust of air. And there was insufficient air in his stomach biome. By the time he charges up enough, the Boar King would have vanished.

It was why he wanted an Empyrean Tusk's help, since many of them hadn't fought the Boar King. So, they ought to have enough air in their lungs to promptly send him flying towards the Boar King. But it was too late, as they had already used that up to block the artillery strike.

'No! I won't give up. This is the perfect chance to kill him!' Resha activated his Secondary Nature to layer his chest with bone and block the leaking blood. He also used it to create a pair of bone arms, clutching them to see that they were functioning fine, "Good enough for now."

He charged into the wilds, intending to chase after the Boar King, stopping when he heard thuds from the Empyrean Tusks. Many of them had begun collapsing, since stopping the artillery strike expended the last of their reserves.

Their defence wasn't perfect, causing many spikes from the artillery strike to land on their bodies, dealing them significant damage. Resha's face convulsed, "Why? Fuck, why now?"

On his front was the critically injured Boar King, weakened to a level where Resha had the confidence to finish him off alone. But on his back was the Mammoth Clan where many Empyrean Tusks were on the verge of death.

Having expended all Prana, the Internal Inertial Gravity of many Empyrean Tusks stopped, causing their bodies to begin crumbling. This meant that the mass present in all their biomes would unleash their respective forces of gravity, attract everything towards them, fuse in the process, and turn into a miniature sun. It might only be active for a second but that was enough, for the energy emanated in that one second would be enough to kill all Mammoth Clansmen.

That was from a single sun. But in the current case, it seemed like more than a dozen of them were about to form. If that happened, the Mammoth Clan would be destroyed.

Moreover, even if a sun doesn't form, if the biomes explode before they begin fusing into each other, it would result in a volcanic eruption of resources. That too would kill a lot of people.

Death by Burial!

In Sumatra Chronicles, at the end of the First Major Disaster, the Supreme Tusk Gannala faced such a death. The result of an eruption of resources from its body killed more Mammoth Clansmen than the First Major Disaster.

With his External Inertial Gravity, Resha would be able to maintain the bodies of the collapsing Empyrean Tusks long enough for the Mammoth Clansmen to do something to recover their function.

If he were to choose hatred, he would be able to kill the Boar King. But the cost of it would be the Mammoth Clan's annihilation.

But if he were to choose to protect, he would be able to save the Mammoth Clan, unfortunately, at the cost of allowing the Boar King to survive. The next time he targets the Mammoth Clan, the Boar King would be at his peak, possessing power at the 10-Life Stage, strong enough to annihilate the Mammoth Clan.

Both choices of his would lead to the same result. It just depended on what he wanted. Revenge above all? Or fight for a future with his people?

"Dammit!" Resha roared in anger as he rushed towards the collapsing Empyrean Tusk figures.