Chapter 540 Making History

Chapter 540 Making History

"If you're worried about Earth, I suggest you don't waste your time." The old man said upon observing Inala's expression, "There's nothing you can do about it. It was already getting assimilated by a Transcendent World when Renduldu found it. Any humans who caught the fancy of the Transcendents might have been reincarnated into various continents."

"What about the rest?" Inala asked, his expression scrunching up as he figured out the answer immediately after.

"Even Mystic Grade Pranic Beasts cannot survive for long in an Influenced Region. A Transcendent World is a slightly stronger version of that." The old man shrugged, "It seems you've already figured out the fate of the beings on Earth. It is what it is, as they are mere mortals. Maybe if Earth hasn't been fully assimilated by the time you become a Transcendent, you can consider reincarnating people from there to Sumatra Continent or one of the many nearby continents."

"The number of people you can reincarnate depends on your power, but I'll leave it to you to make the decision."

"I understand," Inala sighed and stared at the old man, able to feel a vast sea of memories pour into his mind, "Are you angry at me?"

"After all, I'm killing you." Inala said, "Had it been anyone else, you would have still been alive."

"No, I was prepared for death either way." The old man shook his head, "You see, a Major Treasure's work is done the moment its Influenced Region is completed. After all, it would continue to unleash a pillar of light through this tunnel and place the continent at risk."

"Even if someone obtains the Attribute now, when that individual dies, the Attribute would reveal itself to the world once again by unleashing another pillar. Now, do you know what might have happened at the end of Sumatra Chronicles?" He grumbled, "Let's consider for a moment that it's real."

"Now, when Resha died, the Major Treasures of Attribute, Weapon, and Pet revealed themselves at the same time. Three pillars were unleashed alongside the one unleashed by the Seat of Transcendence." The old man pointed at the node, "Dozens of those Cosmic Beings were drawn towards this node and ended up destroying a few Transcendent Worlds."

"So, the optimal situation would be for my owner to become a Transcendent. This way, my power would either be fused into their being or be destroyed in the process." He concluded, "With that, Sumatra Continent won't be endangered due to me. It's how Major Treasures with a completed Influenced Region have been removed from Sumatra until now."

"Which is why I want to give you a piece of advice, Inala." The old man spoke, "When the Seat of Transcendence reveals itself, try your best to claim it or make someone capable claim it as quickly as possible. Unlike other Major Treasures, the Seat of Transcendence is created through a Mystic Tentacle. It's the sole Mystic Grade Treasure."

He stared at the tunnel in fear, "The longer it reveals itself, the stronger the Cosmic Being it draws in. To date, I'm unable to understand why these Cosmic Beings are drawn towards the pillar of light unleashed by a Major Treasure. But, it's a fact that they're drawn by the Major Treasures."

"There's a lot that we could talk about, but time is running short." He said upon seeing the mind space begin to shatter, "You'll be inheriting everything about me anyway. So, I'll leave it to you to make decisions on your own."

"Thank you," Inala said in response as he watched the old man's body begin to dissipate, knowing well that he was absorbing the latter's accumulations in its entirety. And thanks to the Bolts of Transcendence blazing down on him, the Brimgan Founder was unable to resist.

At the centre of the storm of Bolts of Transcendence, a skeleton made out of Sumatra Gold revealed itself, being the primary cause behind Inala's capability to endure the bolts. Otherwise, the first bolt would have vaporised him instantly.

Primary Nature—Royalty!

Secondary Nature—Internal Inertial Gravity/Subtle Terrain Dominance!

Tertiary Nature—Spatial Immune System/Tangible Psychokinesis!

Major Treasure—Attribute!

Using the Sumatra Gold Skeleton as the base, the Bolts of Transcendence began to fuse everything originating from Inala's distinctively separate bodies.

They knew who Inala was, for he was Gannala's father and was supposedly killed by Loot. And then, Amita was one of the most pitiful victims of Loot. The Boar King and Yarsha Zahara had visited the Misty Flake Tea House plenty of times, treating Amita as a colleague or an ally to a certain extent.

The fact that Inala and Amita were the same individual was a slap to their faces. It meant that for more than a decade since they met in the Dralh Sea, Inala had been playing with the Boar King.

Worst of all, a good measure of Amita's growth was possible thanks to the Boar King. He literally supported the growth of his enemy, a despicable Mammoth Clansman who was somehow also a Cooter Clansman.

Yarsha Zahara's self-confidence took another major hit, for Amita Brimgan had weaved such an intricate scheme and lived out such a life right before her eyes, but despite that, despite claiming to be superior in terms of deduction capabilities, Yarsha Zahara failed to sniff out the scheme.

Once her relationship with the Boar King was revealed, she lost her hard-earned position in the Brimgan Empire. And the one who replaced her was none other than Amita Brimgan. Now, it all seemed like a calculated plot by Amita. And all Yarsha did was perfectly get played by the latter.

"Ooooh!" Rhanalla stared at the scene in interest, curious to see what Inala was doing as she cheered him on, "Go, Inala! Succeed, cutie!"

"Hold on! I'm coming!" Dhya shouted in nervousness as she fought an Attributed Creature to enter Layer Zero and rushed to Amita's rescue, observing the figure of the Boar King make a beeline towards the Prana Bomb within which Amita was.

"This is what you've fought for, Inala." Asaeya was in tears, "You've suffered through madness just for this outcome."

"For twenty long years, you've worked tirelessly for this situation, braving through all odds." She was elated, watching the Prana Bomb in excitement, "You'll emerge as the strongest Mammoth Clansman in history, someone who'll surpass the Mammoth Ancestor!"

The Prana Bomb shattered!

It was as if time had stopped for a moment; a suffocating presence burst out like an uncontrollable torrent, spread across the region like a wave. In response to it, in many communities of both Humans and Pranic Beasts, many beings subconsciously kneeled in response, offering their prayers to the birth of another ultimate existence.

She was the most excited at the start. And as she felt the presence, Asaeya's face hardened. Her tears stopped flowing as her smile drooped. Her gaze turned dark as she was no longer excited. Instead, it was one full of disappointment, streaming tears of sadness, "Oh...!"

"He's no longer a Mammoth Clansman."

"This is...impossible!" The Boar King's figure was still travelling in an arc toward the Prana Bomb. Less than a second had transpired from the moment the figures of Inala and Amita touched the Major Treasure of Attribute. The Prana Bomb formed like a cocoon as Bolts of Transcendence targeted it instantly.

"No! I won't allow you to emerge!" The Boar King grunted with a determined gaze and increased the strength of the thrust he was generating, intending to reach the Prana Bomb before it hatched, "The only pinnacle existence on Sumatra is me! There's no room for another!"

Cough!

When he was eight hundred metres from the Prana Bomb, the Boar King stared in shock as the Bolts of Transcendence had stopped. In an instant after the Prana Bomb shattered, a ginormous entity made an appearance, stretching its left hand toward him.

Its hand covered the distance of eight hundred metres, causing the twenty-metre-long nail on its index finger to pierce through the Boar King's chest, causing him to cough up blood in response. In absolute shock, he stared at the massive creature that towered everything, looking down on him.

'I...was too late!' Blood dripped out of his chest as the Boar King started to age in response. He glared at the entity before him in resistance, one that stood in the same realm of existence as him.

Mutated Beginner Mystic Grade Pranic Beast—Royal Zinger!

Volume 4: Royal Zinger—The End!