Chapter 669 Nez of Tez Island

"How the fuck did you achieve this?" Orakha felt it hard to believe what his eyes were witnessing. Though it only had one carnivorous mouth, it was still a smaller version of a Transcendent Eater. It had all the powers that Blola possessed, just weaker.

Basically, Virala obtained an army of Blola juniors to do his bidding.

Seeing Orakha's stunned expression made Virala feel proud. He puffed his chest and huffed with an arrogant tone, "I achieved it through sheer grit, commitment, and focus."

"Bullshit, just tell me the truth." Orakha rolled his eyes, getting an urge to beat up Virala upon seeing his expression of boastful arrogance, "Did you steal it from Blola?"

"Well...yeah." Virala scratched his cheek and laughed awkwardly, "You know I stole the data of your Mystic Eaters. And through my Minor Treasure, I armed those tangible data in such a way that when Blola fights the Transcendent Eater in his mind space, the resulting clash spills more information into his Prana."

"And I've been consuming his flesh brimming with that Prana." He grinned, "With a combination of my stamp and the natural capabilities of the Empyrean Boar King body, I accumulated the necessary information eventually."

"It just allowed me to realise the truth of their identity. I then planned to take advantage of it based on the details about the Parute King Seed n Sumatra Chronicles and Blola's experience after consuming it." Virala concluded.

'He has yet to get to the truth of the matter. All he's doing is yapping around the real reason.' Orakha thought and dropped the topic. If Virala didn't wish to reveal the truth, he wouldn't pry into it forcefully either. 'I'll give him a reason to reveal it to me eventually, just as I've done for the rest.'

Probably the only person Virala considered his friend, or at least someone close to being a friend was Orakha. And Orakha realised that, which was why he wasn't all too adamant about getting to the truth of the matter.

Besides, just the information being revealed to him was shocking enough. Any more and he'll find it hard to digest everything.

"My Deity! What should I do now? I still need to fuse with one more Pranic Beast body. If My Deity has something in mind, I'll focus on capturing it with all my effort." The seventeen-year-old boy announced, struggling to articulate at the start, but in a matter of seconds, his carnivorous mouth produced human sounds.

"I already have your second Pranic Beast body." Virala grinned and exited the cave, following which he assumed Mystic Ewworm form, occupying a sizeable amount of space.

The Free Humans who exited the cave to watch the spectacle prostrated spontaneously upon seeing such a ginormous beast. One of them even began to compose a poem based on how much his emotions were riled up after witnessing such a sight.

"Are you going to capture a Pranic Beast?" Orakha frowned before asking, "Or will you be using the Nature Weapons?"

"Neither," Virala released a soft grunt before asking, "Do you know how Ewworms reproduce?"

"By laying eggs?" Orakha asked, unsure of the answer.

"That's one way." Virala nodded, "But an Ewworm is an Annelid."

"Are you a hermaphrodite, then?" Orakha asked and took a few steps back in reflex.

"Fuck you!" Virala cursed in anger, "That's Inala!"

"Then what are you talking about?" Orakha asked, still maintaining his distance.

"Have you never severed a worm into two on Earth?" Virala grumbled as his Spirit Weapon hovered beside his body, made out of Rutham, in the shape of a chakram. It whirred into life and cut off the tail section.

Virala immediately assumed human form and transformed his Spirit Weapon into a hand, using it to hold the twitching tail, "Hold still!"

Hiss!

The severed portion immediately regenerated an upper body, resulting in a 200-metre-long Ewworm that wriggled, intending to wrestle free. Its head stared in the direction of Orakha, intending to burrow into his rectum.

"Seems someone loves your ass." Virala laughed as he nudged Orakha, "You want this cutie for yourself?"

"As firewood, yes." Orakha activated his Human Avatar, ready to vaporise the Ewworm if it dared approach him.

"I'm kidding," Virala laughed as his figure flickered and arrived before the Ewworm, kicking it in the face until it fell unconscious. "When the body of a mature Ewworm is severed into two, the tail end can grow into a new lifeform."

"Is it a Mystic Ewworm too?" Orakha asked in shock as he stared at the unconscious Ewworm before him.

"Their tusks!" Virala nodded. The tusk of an Empyrean Tusk was touted to be the hardest material on Sumatra. As Sumatra Gold hadn't been unearthed in Sumatra Chronicles, the most precious mineral the Armoury could chance upon was the tusk of an Empyrean Tusk.

"That's why it targeted the Mammoth Clan. If Resha hadn't obtained the Major Treasure of Weapon as soon as he did, all the Empyrean Tusks would have died." Orakha said, sighing in response, "When the Third Major Disaster starts, there's a solid chance the Armoury might attack the Brimgan Empire, the Varahan Empire, or your Kingdom."

"Sumatra Gold, huh?" Virala muttered, frowning upon noticing an oddity, "Wait a second! When the fuck did the Brimgan Empire get a gold of Sumatra Gold?"

"I gave ten pieces to Boul Brimgan." Orakha smiled wryly, "Since they have an irreconcilable hatred towards Brangara, I wanted Boul Brimgan to grow strong enough to threaten the Celestial Boar. Since I didn't have a use for them anyway, I gave them to him in exchange for some benefits."

"You are one scary merchant." Virala laughed upon seeing that Orakha didn't detail the benefits he received from Boul Brimgan. He thought a little and understood Orakha's thought process, "So, you're supporting the Brimgan Empire."

"Yup," Orakha nodded, "Instead of raising a force from scratch, I'm better off strengthening the Brimgan Empire, since they're strong, especially after Boul Brimgan took the reins."

"My Deith! I'm done!" The seventeen-year-old boy interrupted their conversation as he assumed human form and prostrated on the ground. The body of the Gold Ewworm had disappeared, fused into his Spirit Container once the refinement process was done.

He was jubilant upon gaining such an inconceivable level of strength, not to mention the sheer amount of lifespan he had gained. "I'm awaiting orders."

"Good," Virala nodded in praise and dropped ten kilograms of Rutham before the boy, "This is your first task."

"Yes," The boy nodded and consumed the Rutham after assuming his Gold Ewworm form. Slowly, he condensed a tool at the end of his tail out of the Rutham.

"Take this," Virala tossed a handful of Spirit Containers in the boy's mouth. This Spirit Container cluster acted as Information Slips for Mystic Humans. As the boy consumed them, the map of the Dralh Sea and its surrounding regions became highlighted in his mind.

There were thousands of such maps and labelled in detail on each map were mineral deposits of a particular type. As the boy accessed the information in a daze, Virala's voice jolted him awake, "Your task is to mine Zarzelite."

"I...need to mine?" The boy felt his ears were deceiving him, "My Deity! Didn't you claim that we can lead whole new lives upon becoming Mystic Humans?"

"You still need to eat, shit, and fight, even if you become a Mystic Human." Virala snorted, "And unlike before, you'll be mining Zarzelite for yourself. That's the mineral you'll be using to forge a Spirit Weapon."

He pointed at the tool made out of Rutham, "That's Rutham I took from the Brimgan Empire, a major Free Human epicentre. It'll help you mine better. As the first successful Mystic Human of this group, it's your job to lead the rest."

"Since you have experience mining, you'll carry out the necessary work and educate your successors upon the task. And with your Spirit Eater form, you'll never run out of Prana to use." He said in an energising tone.

The seventeen-year-old boy was pretty simple-minded, thanks to the Cooter Clan's education. He was fired up by the end of the speech, thumping his chest thunderously to proclaim, "I'll complete this task zealously!"

And just as he was about to head to the closest mining location, Virala called at him, "By the way..."

"Yes! My Deity!" The boy replied in zeal.

"What's your name?" Virala asked without a hint of shame.

"it's Nez!" The boy replied, happy that his Deity asked for his name.

"Be careful out there, Nez." Virala stated in a cautionary tone, "Focus on gathering some fighting experience against the Bludders and the Phells. Once you become accustomed to your abilities, travel through the Dralh Sea. The closest Zarzelite deposit is a bit too dangerous for the current you."

"You can head there once your Prana levels surpass five hundred."

"Yes! My Deity!" Nez said and rushed to the border of Tez Island, engaging in a battle against a Bludder nearby, only to almost be killed by an Eddy Blade.

"Told you to be careful,"Virala said as his tail was the one that had tanked the Eddy Blade.

"Y-Yes!" Nez stammered and gathered his wits as he attempted to fight once again.

"Will he be alright?" Orakha asked, "He knows nothing apart from mining."

"I've already spoon-fed him all the knowledge." Virala shrugged, "Now, he only needs to gain experience that would allow him to comprehend the information in his possession. As long as I protect him for a week or two, he'd grow enough to not be beaten up by a Bludder in a one-on-one battle."

"The rest is up to him."