Chapter 819: Are You Blind? I'm Not That Weasel!

Chapter 819: Are You Blind? I'm Not That Weasel!



"How long do you intend to make a mockery of us, Virala?"

"What?" Brangara was stunned by the statement, for an instant unable to react as a series of attacks bombarded him. Of course, even without actively using Subtle Terrain Domination, the Major Treasure of Internal Inertial Gravity was still active, which made his body dense.

The strongest of attacks by the Boar Kings barely caused minor scratches, the likes of which were healed faster than they were created. However, their attacks weren't important, as they were never counted on to injure the Celestial Boar.

Rather, it was their choice to attack him, especially after addressing him as Virala. That word, that word alone, the utterance of that word towards him, correlating him with one of the most detestable existences he had ever come across...honestly insulted him the most.

Brangara was both offended and felt hurt by those words, for the ones who called him Virala were none other than his descendants, 'That bastard might have stolen my appearance. But we're not anything alike, not in the slightest. He's the most disgusting vermin to exist. How are they my descendants and remain so oblivious to reality? If they aren't blind, they should know by body language that I'm not Virala.'

'I am Sumatra's greatest predator, there are countless races that worship me. The citizens of the Varahan Empire constantly gloat about my righteous countenance.' Brangara spiralled into a series of self-afflicted thoughts, quickly disconnected from reality, 'Despite being a Pranic Beast, Free Humans are inspired by my personality and the way I carry myself with. But...how?'

'Why am I addressed as that bastard? We're not even in the least similar, even if he assumes my face and stands next to me.' Brangara recalled the figure of Virala that had assumed his appearance, 'He has a lecherous grin permanently plastered on his face, a twisted sense of arrogance, and most of all, behaves like a weasel even when he has a portion of my strength! Seriously!'

'How the fuck are my descendants confusing us?' Brangara clutched his head, feeling an immense headache, not focusing upon reality where the Boar Kings were launching nonstop attacks at him, constantly scratching him thousands of times.

Of course, they were mere scratches. They healed faster than when they appeared. No, as the Boar Kings weren't even in the slightest threatening to him, Brangara's survival instincts never kicked in, causing him to lose himself in the spiralling thoughts.

"Virala! You fucking bastard! How dare you ignore us! We'll butcher you!" One of the Boar Kings roared as he stacked a series of Natures through Astral Chart and targeted Brangara's face. But a slight emission of the Celestial Boar's presence, his body stiffened, causing his Prana to flow slower than usual.

His heart felt strained as pumping blood through his body became increasingly harder due to the stiffness. His Spirit Container sported a mild crack as it spewed out large quantities of Prana necessary to activate the stacked set of Natures.

In the end, his ability was unleashed at a level barely a fourth of its original, and this was just from the Celestial Boar's presence emission.

Expert Gold Grade Pranic Beast-Boar King!

One after another, the group of Boar Kings assumed their Pranic Beast forms to target Brangara better. One of them opened its mouth and chomped upon Brangara, howling in pain as its teeth shattered.

Faint impressions of its teeth formed on Brangara's body though, but that was it. A fraction of a second later, the impressions vanished.

The Boar Kings bombarded him with attacks but failed to do any damage. However, their words dealt a significantly higher level of damage on Brangara's mind.

[He has spiralled into self-doubt. His mind is weakening.]

Hovering vertically 180 kilometres above the fight between Brangara and the Boar Kings was Resha, his expression exceptionally focused on the sequence of events transpiring below. The Kinesis Feline next to him informed him of the progress.

"Inala, when do you propose is the perfect time to attack him?" Resha asked, "I understand your plan, but I'm not sure if everything will go as we think."

"You can say it again!"

The trio of oldest Boar Kings riled themselves up as their figures turned into a blur upon assuming Pranic Beast forms, sprinting rapidly towards the battlefield.

In the meantime, the sandstorm that was the Influenced Region of Armoury had approached the battlefield. And the moment the Boar Kings were 18 kilometres from the sandstorm, ginormous chains burst out of it and targeted them.

"Dammit!"

"What now?"

"The Armoury is upon us!"

"Evade! Hurry!" The Boar Kings activated three Natures of Prana Shock through Astral Chart,

and combined their stacked power to unleash the Skill of Prana Flash to evade in a hurry,

watching the chains slam into the ground one after another.

Anchors were attached to the end of the chains, shaped like harpoons as they slammed into

the sand and created large craters. However, even if they missed their target, it didn't matter, as they absorbed the tusk bone powder forming the ground.

Immediately in response, the chains turned ivory and flailed around, using the power of

Internal Inertial Gravity to reduce their weight to the limit. Now that they were significantly light, they could move about faster.

Moreover, similar to how Empyrean Tusks used the weight change to maintain their momentum, these chains raised their density after moving at top speed when lightweight. This way, their heavy forms slammed into the target without losing any momentum due to air

resistance.

And every moment they wanted to change directions, the chains turned light weight, coiling

about in the air like serpents as they repeatedly targeted the Boar Kings with increasing

efficiency.

'This is impossible! Me...? Being compared to that...weasel-like bastard?' Brangara was still in

the same state, having not moved an inch from his spot. However, the moment he came within a range of 18 kilometres from the Armoury, his eyes shot open, registering the threat as dozens of chains flew towards him, "Armoury?"

"When did it get so close?"