Chapter 744: Empyrean Festival

Chapter 744: Empyrean Festival



The golden Mystic Eater was empowered by the Nature of Enhanced Kinesis Deity, the power of a Brimgan Royal raised to the Mystic Grade. Moreover, the modification Orakha made to it allowed him to imbue the power of Kinesis Deity to his Mystic Eaters, turning them incredibly fast.

At the Gold Grade, Kinesis Deity increased the Spirit Weapon range by ten times. At the Mystic Grade, it was another multiple of ten, reaching an insane Spirit Weapon range that was multiplied by hundred times.

There was nothing more to it, just a small spike in speed and power with a whopping increase in range. This was enough for the Brimgan Ancestor to unleash power on par with a Mystic Tentacle and was said to even exceed the latter in power.

As Orakha had diverted part of its capacity in order to infuse its power into his Mystic Eaters, he only received eighty times the boost in Spirit Weapon range, which was more than enough.

After all, at the peak of the 2-Life Stage with a regular Spirit Weapon range of 360 metres, the eighty times boost pretty much brought him to a range of 28.8 kilometres.

The golden Mystic Eater turned into a golden flash and pierced through Brangara's chest, aiming straight for his heart in an effort to gobble up its Spirit Container. A series of Satellites appeared to defend the chest that the golden Mystic Eater casually swerved around.

There was a soft sound, following which it punctured through his chest and swam through his body. But it had only moved halfway when the Celestial Boar had vanished. On the ground was Brangara, with a portion of his chest torn apart. Hovering high above him was the golden Mystic Eater, covered by blood.

There was a glint in Brangara's eyes as his presence shifted subtly upon observing that he was directly beneath the golden Mystic Eater. A fraction of a second later, a Bolt of Transcendence slammed into the golden Mystic Eater and vaporised it.

The remainder of it poured into him as the Celestial Boar tanked the damage, healing in a matter of seconds. A vast stream of information poured into his mind space, detailing everything he needed to know about the golden Mystic Eater.

"I see," His expression curled up into a smile as he stared at Orakha, "It was a good idea to deal with you so early in the game."

'I can no longer sense the power of the Iron Empyrean Tentacle in him.' Brangara thought as he observed Orakha, 'Based on what Yamahara found out, Orakha had been keeping the power of the Iron Empyrean Tentacle locked in his Human Avatar, stabilising it through Sumatra Gold and transferring its power into ten Minor Treasures, which is what allows him to have ten different checkpoints!'

Yamahara had managed to detect the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint right upon being born. And due to its sheer danger it posed, he had investigated upon it with priority.

Yamahara couldn't find out too much details, but he figured out that Orakha was using Sumatra Gold in his Human Avatar to transfer the power of his Secondary Nature of Daily Checkpoint into ten Minor Treasures of Orakha's Checkpoint.

'I don't know why he let go of such a power, but I can understand, since that freed up a lot of space in his Human Avatar and allowed him to actually use Sumatra Gold to enhance his power instead of assisting with the checkpoints.' As Brangara thought, he felt something was amiss, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Soon, his expression softened, following which he chuckled, "You guys left the power of the Mystic Tentacle to Yahard Tusk?"

"Bhahahaha!" His Subtle Terrain Domination continued to harden the quicksand under him, allowing him to stand upon it as Brangara roared in laughter, "Of everything the Mammoth Clan screwed up, this takes the cake!"

"Do you believe that man has what it takes to handle the Mystic Tentacle's power?" Whatever stress he would have felt about the reappearance of the Mystic Tentacle left him as Brangara laughed carefreely, "What a priceless blunder..."

He stopped speaking in a hurry, noticing that Orakha had turned tail and was plying away in the direction of the Mammoth Clan. Another golden Mystic Eater condensed beside him and flew towards the figure of Yarsha Zahara who was still arching across the air.

we won't outpace her."

Orakha's eyes darted to the Empyrean Tusks who were running alongside him, sighing as he calculated, 'I can flee with them all, but I'll tire out eventually.'

He then stared at the figure of Yarsha Zahara quickly closing in on them, 'In contrast, the Celestial Boar has enough stamina to be on the chase for more than a month. By the time they catch up to me, I'll be too exhausted to even resist.'

"Big sister!" Orakha muttered with a cold tone as he addressed Vhalla, "Flee with Maroppa and Yahira. Both of them shouldn't fall in the hands of Yarsha Zahara. Other than the various

reasons, keeping the two hostage could render both me and Resha useless."

"As for the rest," He nodded at Rhanalla, "We don't have a choice. Even if we're afraid, terrified by the notion of facing him, we don't have an option anymore."

"Let's fight to the death!"

"It's a pity, but it is what it is." Rhanalla sighed for an instant before her expression turned

calm, resolved to die, "Thankfully, we've all placed our inheritance in Gannala."

'Even if not her, Resha could carry the will of the Mammoth Clan and bring us to glory once

again.' Vhalla thought for an instant as she grabbed the storage lantern taken out by Wrunnala, shrunk it, and swallowed it.

Stored within was Yahira. The moment she was brought inside, Vhalla felt a minor itch that

seemed on the verge of breaking out into a rash sooner than later. She grunted and increased her speed, gradually erecting a distance between her and the rest of the Mammoth Clan.

"I'll remember everyone, sisters!" She stared at her brethren one last time, her eyes moistening in response as she sped away at her fastest. As the strongest Empyrean Tusk, her control over Internal Inertial Gravity was unmatched, surpassing the output Raaha could achieve with two of the same Natures.

She had already stored him in her biome beforehand once Orakha began his attack. Now, her

figure sped forward, never looking back.

"Attack!" Orakha shouted as all the Empyrean Tusks spread out, erecting enough distance between each other. An instant later, a cyclone formed in the region as 102 Empyrean Tusks

appeared at the same time.

[Hahahahaha! Now, that's a festival!]

Yarsha Zahara heard Brangara's excited laugh in her mindspace as she focused, leaping towards the cyclone to face 102 moving mountains.