Chapter 451 To the Capital
?451 To the Capital
As the Boar King mourned the death of his family, a hole parted open on the ground a couple hundred metres, stunning him. His head swerved in the direction spontaneously as he watched a group of people come up, moved upwards by a block of earth under Wittral's control.
There, hidden behind Wittral were the uninjured figures of Yarsha Zahara and his six children. The moment he noticed them, his figure flickered before pulling his wife and children into his embrace, "Thank...goodness!"
"You're all alive!"
"Yes, thanks to Wittral." Yarsha Zahara pointed at Wittral before whispering in concern, "But is it alright to come out now? What about your..."
"That's not a concern," The Boar King patted her cheek, "I'm simply grateful that everyone's alive."
He then hugged Wittral and patted the latter's back with a bit of force, "Thank you, my man! I'm grateful for your existence. You've done exceptionally well."
"It's Loot." Being thanked by the Boar King was supposed to be a monumental moment. But Wittral didn't mind that. Instead, he pointed towards Karuta Hill, "He unleashed an artillery strike infused with Internal Inertial Gravity from Karuta Hill. I almost failed to protect everyone now, as the spikes were too heavy to handle in my human form."
"A few hours ago, he barged into our study and accessed all the data stored there." Yarsha Zahara too chimed in.
"Loot...huh?" The Boar King nodded without a change in expression as he stared at Wittral, "Do you mind protecting my family for a bit longer?"
"I'll do it without hesitation." Wittral gritted his teeth, "Loot is a menace. Please kill him."
"I can only try." The Boar King said, for the first time a statement without confidence, "This body...isn't as strong as my usual body. I don't have any Natures in my Astral Chart too."
"Then, let me help." Wittral offered his assistance, "I can face him!"
"Loot was in that way, right?" The Boar King didn't give weight to Wittral's statement and instead began to run towards Karuta Hill.
Seeing his running figure, Wittral expressed his confusion, "Is this truly the Boar King? He's too different from the one I saw before. And also..."
He hadn't even activated a Nature but ended up wiping out a city.
He felt difficulty in controlling his anger but had no other choice but to exercise patience. If they were to fight here, even more people will die. 'I need to lure him away. Besides, without the Emperor, we don't stand a chance against him!'
Upon seeing that Yarsha Zahara was alive, he nodded towards other Royals, "At least it's not the worst-case scenario."
He then dispatched two Royals towards the group, "Guard them from afar. Ensure they aren't targeted by Loot again. And if possible, escort them out of the Empire."
"Yes," The two Royals saluted in response and used a Spirit Weapon in the form of a skateboard to travel quickly. Soon, they caught up to the cloudy platform and kept watch from two kilometres away. This was well within their range.
If viewed from the sky, one would notice the figure of Virala rapidly travelling across the Northern Lakes forty kilometres from Fentan City, heading in the direction of the Capital while chasing after a railway speeding through one of the Southern Veins.
He was seated in a boat of bone, unleashing rapid thrusts of air to propel forward. His boat was aerodynamically designed, capable of travelling stably at speeds close to eighty kilometres an hour without issues. And from time to time, it accelerated further, gradually getting closer to the railway that was speeding along the coastline.
Having latched onto the underside of the boat at some point in time was a Prana Bomb. And seated securely inside it was an Empyrean Zinger in miniature form.
Chasing after the boat while spread out were a group of Empyrean Zingers in miniature forms, gliding across the sky. A couple of them had landed on the railway and kept track of Virala's movements, guiding the rest in the vicinity.
Thirty kilometres away, closing in steadily was the figure of the Boar King in human form. He neither desired nor expressed the drive to catch Loot, for some reason keeping pace from afar. Had he taken on his Pranic Beast form, he would have reached Virala pretty soon. But for some reason, he didn't do so.
Chasing after him from five kilometres away, having just left Fentan City was the group lead by the Fentan City Lord. And a kilometre behind them was Yarsha Zahara's group, travelling on a cloudy platform.
Two Royals shadowed them while a group of Empyrean Zingers kept watch. Finally, observing everything from afar was a Pranic Beast that gradually took on a human form, sporting a foreign look.
Tertiary Nature—Cultivator!
When Gannala activated it, the effect churned out of the Pranic Beast's Secondary Nature—that she had occupied in her Nature Weapon form. As a result, the effects of Cultivator caused the creature to assume a human form.
This was merely a one-time form—similar to Empyrean Tusks at birth that are in human form. When it wants, it could revert to its Pranic Beast form, but once it does so, it could never assume human form ever again, unless Gannala continued to occupy its Nature slot.
Now, as the Pranic Beast took on the form of a male youth, with appearance foreign to the Brimgan Empire, Gannala controlled his body by coursing the effects of Internal Inertial Gravity in his body.
'Something's different with this Boar King. Had it been his usual self, he would have captured Virala by now. Even Yarsha Zahara is behaving strangely and hasn't done anything after surviving the artillery strike. Something is odd here.' Frowning in response, Gannala made the youth run across the water surface and chase after the group.
They were all making their way to the Capital.