Chapter 814: Compound Mineral—Rirenal

Chapter 814: Compound Mineral—Rirenal



At a Quip Clan outpost 2000 kilometres away from the Kalahatra Desert, Inala arrived, carrying a Biome Bomb that he placed on the ground. It expanded to its actual size andNôv(el)B\\jnn

revealed an entrance, through which walked out the quartet of Gannala, Harrala, Yennda, and Yahard Tusk.

"Uncle Inala," Harrala exclaimed in relief, "Thank goodness you arrived on time."

"I heard the summons and responded." Inala nodded and eyed Gannala, his mind blanking out momentarily as he didn't know what to say to her. He then pointed at a Zinger Aristocrat that landed on the ground, "She'll escort you to safety. We're far enough away from the Kalahatra Desert. So, you're already safe enough."

"Time's running short, so I'll be direct." Saying so, Inala eyed Yennda and Yahard Tusk, "Will the both of you fight alongside us?"

"Yes, that was the plan before Brangara started chasing after my daughter." Yennda pointed at Harrala and grunted in anger, "That bastard loves to hit where it hurts the most."

"We'll be hitting him harder now." Inala stated in assurance before addressing the Zinger Aristocrat, "Escort the two Empyrean Tusks with all the power available at our disposal. Protect them for as long as they need."

"Yes!" The Zinger Aristocrat bowed in response as immediately, Zinger Shrieks resounded in the region. One after another, Quip Zingers glided across the skies and landed on the closest Quip Clan outpost-which was in the shape of a tower, reaching a height of 600-800 metres depending on the region.

They eyed the two Empyrean Tusks curiously, especially focusing upon Gannala, for she was their Deity's daughter, despite hailing from another race.

"Let's get going now," Inala said in a hurry and watched as Yennda and Yahard Tusk entered his Biome Bomb.

"Be..." Gannala voiced upon seeing that Inala was about to leave, words failing to pour out of her mouth. She hesitated a bit before uttering in a weak voice, "...safe, Inala."

"I'll try," Saying so, Inala waved his hand and vanished from the place.

Brimgan Empire!

Seated in the throne room was Boul Brimgan, his breaths controlled, almost unnoticeable. Like a statue made out of gold, he sat, alone. In...and out, his breaths were collected as Prana circulated through his body steadily.

His focus was on his Human Avatar which continued to absorb the presence of the Major Treasure of Deity. Even though its purpose had already been achieved after he gained his Tertiary Nature, he continued to absorb its presence.

Major Treasure-Deity!

He focused on his heart upon assuming Human Avatar form, staring at the sole, non- homogeneous entity embedded there-Sumatra Gold!

In the exact location of each of his Human Avatars was a piece of Sumatra Gold, which was what amplified his power to the Mystic Grade. Originally, he was confident of his strength, especially upon obtaining his Tertiary Nature of Deity Fusion.

However, Deity Fusion only allowed him to attain a State of Harmony, which was exceedingly strong, but not enough in the current scenario. Moreover, Boul Brimgan didn't carry any other Minor Treasures on his being, since they only interfered with his Deity Fusion.

Therefore, his Kinesis Felines were the only Minor Treasures he could rely upon. It meant that the sole means of strength he could continue to attain was an increase in the duration of his Deity Fusion.

Upon hearing news of his mother's demise, he seethed in rage. But even beyond that, he was desperate.

Secondary Nature-Minor Treasure!

The Brimgan Royals had only started to reach this point. Most of the ones that had successfully gained a Secondary Nature barely had one or two Minor Treasures. Currently, only Boul Brimgan and Harla Brimgan had ten Minor Treasures.

But now, Harla Brimgan's Minor Treasures had been stolen by the enemy. Through Kinesis Beyblade alone, Yarsha Zahara was capable of fully exploiting the techniques of the Brimgan Empire. Though she cannot perform Deity Fusion, she could use them for other purposes and counter Boul Brimgan's strength.

He had superior strength, speed, and range in psychokinesis. But a moment's carelessness and his Minor Treasures would be snatched up by Yarsha Zahara. She had already stolen a Kinesis Feline in the past. And now, equipped with a Kinesis Beyblade, she had means of speed to target his improved Kinesis Felines too.

Boul Brimgan knew how precious his Kinesis Felines were. They were a product of his gains in the Ravaged Federation. He had wreaked havoc in the place by stealing most of the valuables in order to reach this point.

Even if they could now trade with the Ravaged Federation, there were no longer enough resources. After all, Boul Brimgan had already consumed everything of value that had been accumulated for thousands of years.

'It'll take thousands of years even with our trade with the Ravaged Federation for another Brimgan Royal with my capabilities to appear.' This was his thoughts a month back. 'So, whether we win this war or not, the Brimgan Empire must have enough foundation to go against the Celestial Boar however many times we desire.'

Towards that, he had an answer already in the form of Moihala-Compound Mineral!

'To date, Sumatra Gold is the only Mystic Grade mineral. However, that'll change now.' Boul Brimgan thought as he fused with the Major Treasure of Deity once again, in awe amidst desperation, as he once again understood that he had severely underestimated the foundation laid by his ancestors.

This way, his successor could follow in his footsteps. The Brimgan Empire was in desperate

need of pinnacle experts. Even though they had plenty of methods to resist even the Celestial Boar, they were all last-ditch one-use measures.

Having a pinnacle strength like him that could be used repeatedly was better for the Empire's

stability.

Prana capacity per body was at 12,400 units. His total Prana capacity was 124,000 units. This

was not to mention the Prana carried by his Kinesis Felines, each of which had 3601 units. So,

the ten of them combined to have 36,010 units.

His overall Prana capacity currently stood at 160,010 units, an overwhelming sum. It had

entered the range of what an Expert Mystic Grade Pranic Beast at the 10-Life Stage would

possess.

'In terms of Prana capacity alone, I'm a close second to Brangara. However, if you're adding recovery means...' He thought and stared at Inala, having consistently used the latter's Biome Bombs to aid his training, 'I might be fourth or even lower.'

"Yes, Virala is currently facing Brangara as planned." Inala nodded, "I'll place you next to

Blola so that you can protect him while targeting Brangara from long range. You can also transport all the beings Blola revives right to the battlefield."

'So, there's no change in plans. That's great!' Boul Brimgan clenched his hand into a fist as

veins popped on his arm in anger, 'It's time Brangara pays for all the destruction he has caused to my Empire!'

The Brimgan Empire had faced a lot of losses. However, it was also the player that had

profited the most from this war. The Second Major Disaster's Attributed Region was under the Brimgan Empire's sole control.

They were steadily reaping benefits from it while it worked on rebuilding itself. Two of the

Mystic Path inheritors had become a part of the Empire. Boul Brimgan entered Mystic Grade and also created a Mystic Grade compound mineral that had permanently raised the overall strength of the Empire, ensuring there would be a Mystic Grade existence protecting them in

every era.

Orakha had gleaned insight into the plans of the Brimgan Ancestors and completed all their hypothesis into reality, which Boul Brimgan ended up learning to produce Rirenal. And thanks

to the strategic plans they had created, they were trading with every major force, purchasing in bulk the Spirit Weapons produced by the Influenced Region of Armoury.

Overall, when compared to every other force, the Brimgan Empire became the biggest victor,

unifying as a single entity against the external threat and experiencing a growth worth dozens

of millennia in a short few decades.

[I'll leave the Empire in your hands, brother!]

As he disappeared with Inala, his words echoed in the mindspace of his older brother, Bronsk

Brimgan, who pledged to take up the reins in his absence.

In a planning room situated beside the throne room, Bronsk Brimgan and the rest of the

ministers got up and bowed in the direction of the throne room, "We pray for your success,"

"Your Majesty!"