Chapter 454 Virala Surrenders

Chapter 454 Virala Surrenders

454 Virala SurrendersThe initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.

'Who the fuck is it now?' Virala frowned, irritated upon missing the two Nature Weapons moments before he was about to gain possession of them. But he felt pressured when his Empyrean Tusk form was sent kneeling on the ground.

His mind whirred as he observed the visible sign of relief on the faces of the three Royals that lay amidst the debris from the railway, 'There's only one existence here that can make them feel this way.'

lightsnοvεl 'Shit! I was too late!' Virala cursed in response but promptly calmed down, thinking of the worst-case scenario. 'Since it's impossible to escape, I should make preparations for my revival and protect what I need.'

He coiled his trunk before his mouth, using it as a cover for his moustache that sprouted and travelled into his stomach biome and coiled around the Nature Weapon of Refiner. Once it was brought out, he swapped it with his Nature Weapon of Artillery.

The Nature Weapon of Refinery was his most important treasure, for with it, he could upgrade the Nature Weapons to the Mystic Grade. So, he prioritised on protecting it. Secondly, the Nature Weapon of Tusk was a necessity, for without it, he couldn't use his Empyrean Tusk form.

His Empyrean Tusk form would crumble under its weight without Internal Inertial Gravity. Therefore, as there was a possibility of his capture, Virala equipped himself with the Nature Weapons of Tusk and Refiner.

This way, when Blola revives him, he'll be revived while equipped with the two Nature Weapons. He had already confirmed the possibility with Blola, so it wasn't an issue. When the need arises, his body at the Mammoth Clan could die, following which his current body—that was at the peak of the Body Stage—would be revived.

This way, not only would he retain most of his strength, but also protect two of his most valuable Nature Weapons.

But when revived, he'll only retain the two Nature Weapons that he had equipped. All the other Natures Weapons in his stomach biome would remain in his corpse and spill out once his biomes explode.

All the resources in his biomes would also erupt out in the region. It would be a catastrophic loss, but there was nothing he could do. He was arrogant, but wasn't a careless individual. And since things went against his plans, he could only adapt to make the most of the situation and ensure he doesn't get royally screwed.

The moustache vanished once he swapped his Nature Weapons. To avoid being pressed down on the ground, Virala reverted to his human form, watching a tornado form in response once again.

The Brimgan Emperor seemed confident of subduing Virala. And hence, he hadn't taken action either. Since both of them behaved as such, Virala could treat this as a casual conversation instead. They didn't know he could revive.

So, it was for the best to use this opportunity to learn as much as possible and commit suicide after that, 'It's a pity I'll lose my Minor Treasure of Goated Moustache. I must at least make up for it somehow.'

'It was probably Inala's scheme that created such a butterfly effect. Since Yarsha Zahara is his wife, his thought process must be getting influenced by her. It's why the Boar King is fucking experimenting.' Virala sighed mentally, 'This version of Boar King would be way stronger than the one from Sumatra Chronicles. He'll also have an army of Empyrean Boars under him.'

'Well, it wouldn't be fun otherwise.' He acted like a statue and observed the conversing duo.

"That's a pity." Brandal Brimgan sighed, "I wanted to have a death match against you."

He then stared at Virala, "I had high hopes upon hearing the report about your strength, Loot. But you've been a disappointment."

"Do you want to kill me now?" Virala extended his hand casually.

"What's the use in that? It's extremely clear that you have another body out somewhere." Brandal Brimgan shrugged casually, "I'll probably interrogate you to learn more about your abilities."

"Go ahead," Virala casually took a seat, not offering any resistance. He then stared at the Boar King, "What about you, Brangara?"

"I'll pass." The Boar King waved his hand and walked away, "Since my family is alive, I have no reason to kill you. Besides,"

The Boar King's vision turned monochromatic as he observed Virala's repressed pressure, sensing the figures of four Mammoths swirling around a cluster that was emanating a familiar presence, 'I'm curious to see the development of whatever is happening in you. Seems you're ignorant about it. And this process is giving me endless inspiration.'

'It was the right move to start a family with Yarsha.' The Boar King whistled as he passed through the walls of the tornado, "I'm merely a discarded body of the Boar King."

"I can't represent the actual individual."