Chapter 500 The Major Treasure of Attribute Appears
"Does this make any sense? More than a hundred Royals have disappeared in the past few months!" The current generation Emperor of the Brimgan Empire, Bronsk Brimgan shouted at the Ministers, "And you dumbasses haven't even managed to gather a single clue!"
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid more bodies of Loot have infiltrated the Empire." One of the Ministers got up to speak, "This phenomenon cannot be explained otherwise."
"Isn't it convenient to blame it on Loot?" Bronsk Brimgan snorted in anger, "Do you have any proof that it's him?"
"No..." The Minister bowed his head in response.
"Get out!" Bronsk Brimgan bellowed, "Don't you dare return here without evidence. All of you, get out, now!"
He sighed once the Ministers had left the throne room, staring helplessly at his mother who made her entry, "Mother, can I handle this? Without reaching the 10-Life Stage, my words have no effect of coercion on the Ministers. They're more or less on par with me in terms of strength and cultivation. And they're older, so they don't treat me with the same respect as they do to father."
"It's something you need to learn to handle. That's what it means to be the Emperor." Harla Brimgan said, "There's a mysterious force acting in our territory with enough power to take care of our Royals. If we don't take action soon, we'll be crippled."
"Why isn't father doing anything?" Bronsk Brimgan asked in worry, "He hasn't come up in a while. I'm worried about him."
"There's nothing we can do about that. He's in the middle of an experiment." Harla Brimgan said as she thought, deciding after some consideration, "I'll call back your brother."
"No!" Bronsk Brimgan shouted in a hurry, "Let him continue with his mission. His success is of utmost importance."
"Yes, but it's of no use if the Brimgan Empire falls by then." Harla Brimgan said as she unleashed a gentle pulse of Prana, one that vanished promptly after. It was a Minor Treasure, the Summoning Bell, the same as the one in Yarsha Zahara's possession.
Through it, Harla Brimgan was able to summon her son who was out on a mission alone in the wilds. It was a mission that would have taken him a couple of centuries to complete, the reason why he never made an appearance in Sumatra Chronicles.
Boul Brimgan, the most talented Brimgan Royal in their recorded history, said to be the first of his kind who had reached the end of Gold Kinesis Art and was about to refine his Secondary Nature using it. This was his status before he left the Brimgan Empire a century ago.
He was at the 9-Life Stage when he left, carrying with him enough Rutham to condense his final body. One of his objectives was to create a solid path for gaining a Secondary Nature. Boul Brimgan had strength surpassing Brandal Brimgan at the same cultivation level.
"If he managed to reach the 10-Life Stage now, he'll be stronger than your father even without any Minor Treasures. With his capabilities, solving this issue would be easy." Harla Brimgan said, "Until he arrives, let's make the Royals move about in groups and use the Raid Team to search for the culprits."
"Alright..." Bronsk Brimgan nodded and began to make preparations, sighing, "There's less than a month before the Attribute appears. To think we're facing such a crisis right before it. I fear they're aiming for it too."
A minute after he left, a large number of Mystic Eaters slithered into the tunnel and approached the golden giant. Some of them streamed into its mouth and entered its stomach, observing their bodies dissipate as information streams flowed out of their minds and condensed in the region in tangible forms.
A few minutes of observation later, a group of Mystic Eaters combined into a three-kilometre-long Mystic Eater that rested its rear on the ground of the tunnel and arched its upper body through the mouth of the Golden Giant and into the stomach, not touching anything.
It swallowed the tangible stream of information that escaped the Mystic Eaters from before, following which it stared at the figure of Brandal Brimgan. It slowly approached him and gently bit onto his head and yanked him out of the Golden Giant.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Orakha approached Brandal Brimgan and took out an Information Slip made out of Rutham from his sleeve. A Mystic Eater swallowed it and surged into Brandal Brimgan's Spirit Container, feeding him the contents in the Information Slip.
In it were memories Orakha had fabricated, taking advantage of the situation to obtain a powerful servant who remained obedient to him. His Mystic Eaters seeped into the latter's Spirit Container and began to make subtle modifications to his Human Avatar, smiling upon seeing Brandal Brimgan's eyelids flutter faintly, 'Soon, he'll wake up.'
He then faced the direction Virala had left, "Based on what I have observed of him for the past year, he's not planning to kill his child. Rather, he'll bring the child here and nurture them. Though this is considerably better than his past actions, it'll still mess up everything."
"By now, the Boar King might have reached the 3-Life Stage. When Yarsha Zahara activates her Minor Treasure of Summoning Bell, he'll create a stomach biome to store the corpses of at least a couple of Empyrean Tusks, following which he would activate four or more Internal Inertial Gravity." He sighed, "He would be here in a matter of days, before the Attribute reveals itself. If that happens, he'll end up getting it."
"Guess I have no other choice but to do this." Orakha snapped his finger, unleashing a subtle fluctuation that was transmitted through the network of Mystic Eaters he had laid down over the decade.
In response to his command, more than a hundred thousand Mystic Eaters poured onto the Attributed Region and got assimilated by the latter. They turned into pure energy that was wielded by the attributed region.
And then, their property was unleashed, causing the Attributed Region to voraciously suck in all the water from the neighbouring region. In a matter of minutes, the Brimgan Sea became empty, following which the various channels feeding into it became similar.
Connected by the Vrumsh Channel that led into the Brimgan Sea, even the Dralh Sea was emptied, alarming the Cooter Clan.
"Argh!" Yarsha Zahara wailed in pain as through a final push, she birthed a baby daughter. And in the background erupted a festival of lights at the same time, as if fanfare for such a birth.
The pillar of light blasted into the sky endlessly, drawing the attention of every single creature in the vicinity. Brimming with a magnitude of power unlike anything, the beam of light called forth every single living being from a wide region of Sumatra, having finished building the Attributed Region a month in advance.
And now, it revealed itself, bringing the date forward by a month, thanks to Orakha's machinations. "Good, it worked. Now, it won't fall into the Boar King's possession."
Major Treasure—Attribute!