803 The Second Calamity
"How are you faring now?" Yahard Tusk asked as he approached Yennda, "Will you be able to handle the upcoming fight?"
"Yeah, that's not an issue." Yennda flexed his muscles as he entered the body of the Prime Enran, "This guy will be doing the fighting anyway. I'm just a pilot for this body."
"But what about you?" Yennda stared at Yahard Tusk to ask, "You have yet to unleash your Mystic Grade Nature."
"That...I'm not sure." Yahard Tusk sighed, "Even when I activate all three Natures, I'm unable to combine them to produce the power of a Mystic Grade Nature. It feels as if I can naturally achieve it, but for some reason, I'm unable to do so. Maybe it's because I've only recently adjusted to this state."
'Yeah, it was a pain trying to get you under control every time you went insane.' Yennda thought for a moment before staring at Harrala, "Then, I'll be taking my leave now."
"Will you...ever return?" Harrala hesitated, her eyes moist as she stared at Yennda, almost pleading.
"Do you want me to return?" Yennda asked calmly.
"Yes!" Harrala replied firmly.
"Then I'll return, no matter what I have to do." Yennda waved his hand and began to walk away, 'Until the day you need me, I'll be there. After that, I'll have no reason to live anymore. It's why I remain at the Iron Grade.'
He let out a mild sigh and stared at the sky, 'My current natural lifespan means I'll die sometime during the Fourth Major Disaster. That's perfect. The Yellow Mystic Path will unleash its effect by then, which means I've served my purpose.'
"Let's leave," He nodded at Yahard Tusk and turned back to see a teary-eyed figure of Harrala standing far away now, 'Honestly, the Yellow Mystic Path is damn weak. I'm not sure if it's enough to get her to the Mystic Grade even if it's filled. But whatever, she's already strong enough.'
"I'll be waiting!" Harrala shouted upon seeing Yennda leave, "You've promised to return, Dad! You have to uphold it!"
"Got it," Yennda's expression was solemn, as if he had received his life's orders, intending to stake everything he had on it, 'I'll survive the Third Major Disaster and return home, safe and sound. That's the plan anyway.'
"Are you confident?" Yahard Tusk asked as the duo walked away, gradually approaching a narrow waterway.
"Honestly, no." Yennda shook his head, "My abilities are working against the current you only because you've yet to unlock the full extent of the Mystic Tentacle's power. I can't be confident of doing the same in the future."
"But all you need to succeed is a single touch." Yahard Tusk said and wiped his nose, "That was extremely terrifying, you know? The potency of your ability has increased drastically in the last few times we fought. I was pretty nervous in our latest fight."
"And you've built your Pranic Beast form out of the Celestial Boar's hands. So I'm confident your powers will work with greater potency on the Celestial Boar, since you have experimenting on mutating his body the most." Yahard Tusk patted Yennda on the shoulder. "You're strong, Yennda. You just need to go all out."
"I felt that you were holding back, even in our latest fight."
"My powers can only take effect if I manage to touch Brangara's body. However, considering how he'll be armed with Subtle Terrain Domination, I don't think there will be an opportunity to get close to him, not to mention make contact with his body." Yennda shook his head, 'Besides, you don't understand how fearsome my power is.'
The Comet accelerated towards the nearby tree as the string cut through it like a laser. It swerved around a few times and before the tree could lean and collapse onto the ground, it had been diced into multiple pieces.
A third Comet appeared, transforming into a hand as it grabbed a log and flew towards the boat to stockpile it on the deck, 'A rate of deceleration of 0.001 metres per second. It is minor enough to be unnoticeable but major enough to ensure its survival.'
Comets could crash into a target, travelling for as long a distance the Prana reserves in it could sustain. Of course, if it kept accelerating after leaving the Enran's Spirit Weapon range, it would be entering a state of flight.
And obviously, as a consequence of that, the Comet would get erased by the Influenced Region of Hidden Eye. And if it happened a few times, the Enran would also be erased. Moreover, if it continued to occur in a region, the Hidden Eye would erase the entire race itself.
Therefore, that small amount of deceleration meant the Comet was considered a projectile and not an object in flight. This wasn't done consciously by the Enran, 'It doesn't even know or is aware. It is just that its ancestors had evolved while pressed for survival, ensuring its Secondary Nature morphed to accustom a small level of deceleration.'
"Evolution and Survival of the Fittest, the core concepts of Sumatra." Yennda muttered as the Comet finished stockpiling the logs on the boat. When necessary, the Comets could feed on it to generate the Prana to fuel the boat's movements.
"Let's go," Yahard Tusk boarded the boat, saying once Yennda took a seat beside him, "I'll tell you the route, just follow my instructions."
"Okay," Yennda nodded, staring in awe as Yahard Tusk grabbed a random rock from nearby and used Thought Condensation on it. Soon, patterns formed on it, closely resembling the bark of a Decodus Tree.
After staring at it for a few minutes, Yahard Tusk nodded, "I know of a downstream route that'll bring us close to Kalahatra Desert."
"I figured out shit," Yahard Tusk sighed, "It's the power of a Mystic Tentacle, or whatever the previous generations of Mystic Tentacles had achieved. So, information just pours into my mind space the moment I do something."
06:02
"How do you know how to do that?" Yennda expressed his curiosity, "I've worked on Decodus Tree bark during my time at the Varahan Empire, but I still couldn't figure out its secrets. All I am aware of is that it has the map of the entire Sumatra Continent."
"I figured out shit," Yahard Tusk sighed, "It's the power of a Mystic Tentacle, or whatever the previous generations of Mystic Tentacles had achieved. So, information just pours into my mind space the moment I do something."
"Honestly, either the Chief or Orakha should have wielded this power." He muttered with a sullen tone, "They would have been able to wield its full power. I'm just...not talented enough...eh?"
Thump! Thump!
Yahard Tusk blinked in confusion upon noticing eight spikes in Prana from his chest, "These are..the Minor Treasures of Orakha's Checkpoint. They were inactive until now. Why have they suddenly pulsing?"
'Did something happen to Orakha?' Yennda frowned, silently wondering if he should try to investigate, 'No, that's useless. I'm being driven to head to the Kalahatra Desert strongly now. Time's up, so I cannot deviate from my path at this point.'
"Sir..." Yennda muttered, slowly nudging Yahard Tusk as he pointed at the shore, frowning at the entity subtly hidden behind a tree stem, but still visible enough to his senses, "I'm not hallucinating this, right?"
"Why's there an unguarded Parute Tree here?"