Chapter 841: I Can, And So, I Will
Minor Treasure-Mud Ball!
Minor Treasure-Drifting Tunnel!
The moment the stream of bone invaded Astral World through the hole, a field of gravity impacted it, acting against it, prompting it to flow outside. At the same time, an array of Mud Balls slammed into the hole and erected a dome around it.
Mud Ball had no other property other than acting as a seal. And in this situation, it was pretty helpful. As Resha was fighting on multiple fronts, his invasion into the Astral World wasn't strong. His priority was to transform Brangara's body into a cage trapping the Astral World.
Following that, he could take his time invading the Astral World with full force. But of course, he couldn't go full force due to the Minor Treasures of Gracious Inheritor and Linked Rupture poised calmly in the Astral World.
Either of them could singlehandedly destroy him. Besides, he had his hands full facing the Unlimited Predator Satellites that were constantly being spewed out of Brangara's mouth. They were targeting him relentlessly.
A misstep and Brangara's recovery would spike. Even now, it was steadily progressing.
Kriek! Kriek!
Zinger Shrieks filled the place as the Biome Bombs were rapidly accumulating strength. There was a group of them stitched with the Skill of Piezo Resonance, having been using it to constantly extract data from the Celestial Boar. And this was done alongside Prana stolen from the latter.
In its purest form, the data was condensed into Brangara's Prana stored in the Biome Bombs in the form of a spark. In this purest state was when they were the most potent, since it was using Brangara's Prana against him. Thereby, the attack would straight up enter his mind space, dealing the most damage.
Thereby, they needed to accumulate the data and energy for the attack, which was jointly done by a group of Biome Bombs numbering over a hundred.
While Resha focused on his task, Boul Brimgan kept destroying Brangara's Spirit Container while turning the Rutham of his Kinesis Beyblade into Rirenal. He was also keeping a close eye on Brangara's mental state, 'He's already recovered enough to will the Minor Treasures in his Astral World with greater control.'
Without Brangara's will, the Major and Minor Treasures in Astral World would be disorganised, thereby reducing the potency of their actions. However, the moment he could command them, all 100 Tangible Natures will unionise and move together like an army to execute his will.
And now, they were gradually organising themselves, which became evident by the Satellites coming out of Brangara's mouth.
Boul Brimgan then observed Resha, seeing that latter beginning to lose control, 'He can maintain his state of harmony for another minute at most.'
He then stared at the figure of Virala standing two kilometres away and nodded, prompting the latter to be ready to substitute for Resha. In response, Virala crouched down and got into position like a sprinter, ready to rush into the scene when necessary.
Standing a bit farther away were the duo of Yennda and Yahard Tusk. Yennda had currently fused and controlled a body revived temporarily by Blola. He was helping Yahard Tusk destroy the Minor Treasures of Orakha's Checkpoint one after another.
Crackle!
Electric sparks erupted out of one of them as Yahard Tusk shattered it, gasping as he felt a searing pain in his heart. Every time he shattered one of them, the pain intensified, since his Tertiary Nature of Daily Checkpoint was adjusting to it.
Shattering the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint wasn't easy, since it was basically the Human Avatar of Brandal Brimgan. It had been refined for over a millennium, and hence was ridiculously tough.
Prana constantly surged out of Yahard Tusk and turned into a blazing-red fluid that drilled into another Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint, gradually destroying it. And then...
Boom!
"Keuk!" Yahard tusk vomited blood, feeling as if his body was getting pricked by a needle thousands of times. The pain was selective in targeting him only at his sensitive spots-under the nail, in the eye, the throat, and most obviously, the groin.
It was as if someone was resisting his actions. 'Is it...Orakha?'
The thought caused him to hesitate, for he had already destroyed eight of the Minor Treasures, 'If there's a way I can revive him...he'll definitely become a greater contributor to this fight than me.'
"First," Boul Brimgan pointed at Astral World, "We need to make Brangara's body consume all the power being emitted by Astral World every moment and use that against it. Secondly,
we need to extract his Minor Treasures."
"Easier said than done," Virala grunted, "They are blocking the hole in Astral World."
"I'll create an opportunity," Boul Brimgan's expression gradually became focused as he
glared at Brangara, "Once Resha recovers enough to use his State of Harmony, and opens up a path, send in as many of your Spirit Puppets as possible. Clad them in Rutham armour to make them resist Astral World's digestive power for as long as possible."
"Consider it done," Virala chuckled as he patted his stomach, "As long as I have these cuties
in my stomach, I can do anything."
"Then, I guess it depends on you." Boul Brimgan stared at Resha, observing the latter
gasping in exhaustion to the extent he was fully vulnerable, unable to even utter a sentence.
"Are you alright?"
"Y-Yeah..." Resha nodded, "It was my first time using it. So, it took a toll on me."
"Be prepared to keep it active for twenty minutes next," Boul Brimgan said, "Without you to
tank Brangara's attacks once he recovers, the lot of us will be killed once after another."
"I...know," Resha muttered as his body melted into the ground and vanished. The entire terrain was akin to his home, like a fish in water. And Resha could easily disappear into it.
Once underground, he approached the Influenced Region of Armoury and began to strengthen
the ivory sand forming it, intending to use it for during the twenty minutes he had to fight a full-powered Brangara next, 'My Empyrean Supreme can destroy his absolute domain. However, only Armoury can distract him enough and create a window for the Biome Bomb to target his ear.'
Upon seeing the ivory sand forming Armoury steadily growing denser, Boul Brimgan eyed the figure of Yahard Tusk, watching the latter beginning to work on breaking the final Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint, 'Finally, the Mystic Tentacle could participate in the fight. That will slightly reduce our burden.'
'And by the time Brangara recovers, I need to finish refining this.' He thought and stared at
the Kinesis Beyblade, 'As long as I finish even one, I'll have a better opportunity to fight in
closeup.'
Finally, he stared at the immobile body of the Royal Zinger and observed the figure of Root casually seated next to the eye of the Royal Zinger, using its nose as a seat. Seeing his gaze, Root smiled and waved his hand, "Want me to help?"
"When this guy recovers," Boul Brimgan pointed at Brangara to say, "Fight in close quarters.
We need to buy time for twenty minutes."
"That's possible as long as I don't have to fight alone." Root grinned and patted his chest,
"My Deity said I can do it."
"And so, I will do it."