'Oh, they are ready to face me.' The Boar King thought upon seeing 104 Empyrean Tusks ready to enter their battle states at a moment's notice. There was still a distance of twelve kilometres between the two, so they hadn't launched an attack yet.
After all, by the time an attack reaches him from so far away, the Boar King would have long evaded it.
Since his goal wasn't to fight them, the Boar King didn't respond to their ready states, and instead focused on the caravan at the rear end of the herd, 'I can still sense him from there.'
Since this Virala body was in the Mammoth Clan, he couldn't determine the Boar King's purpose like the body that was in the wilds. Hence, he hadn't taken any proper measures. Besides, he didn't have powerful Nature Weapons that the other Virala had and as a result, was ill-equipped for the situation.
Without Internal Inertial Gravity, he wasn't even aware of the Boar King's approach until Raaha's announcement.
'He's here. He hasn't escaped.' Upon realising that, the Boar King calmed down, observing the figures of Resha and Raaha standing on the tusk of the 1st Empyrean Tusk, ready to swoop in on him with all their might.
He already knew Raaha, having faced the latter many times. The Boar King was also able to recognise Resha as the individual who wounded him at the Dieng Canyon. 'This guy will become troublesome in the future. He's my equivalent of the Mammoth Clan, an Empyrean Tusk King.'
The Boar King stared at Resha, taking advantage of the situation to have a good look at the latter, 'The more I see him, the more I understand that he's special.'
Resha had to die for the Boar King's goal of annihilating the Mammoth Clan. But that would have to wait for a while. Engaging 104 Empyrean Tusks while at the 1-Life Stage was suicide, even for him. He had constantly been moving about all over the place, not to mention having just used up most of his Prana on Inala and Wittral.
His reserves weren't enough to face the Mammoth Clan, 'Let's be cool for the time being.'
Despite his objective attitude, the Boar King's heart rate accelerated as bloodlust churned through his being. A voracious appetite to slaughter the Empyrean Tusks enveloped him as his gaze morphed in response.
Hunt!
"Keuk!" Hiding within his house that hung from the rear end of the 1st Empyrean Tusk's tusk, Blola trembled in fear, feeling the Boar King's bloodlust.
Pranic Beasts fled the region, with a majority of them going mad in response, unable to endure killing intent unleashed by Sumatra's apex predator, one that reigned at the top even amongst Mystic Grade Pranic Beasts.
Fear!
Empyrean Tusks numbering beyond eighty in their herd's order felt their legs shiver in response. Even they felt difficulty in enduring the Boar King's presence. After all, unlike the usual Boar King whose presence seemed akin to a continental mass that was just massive like a celestial body, his presence now was the focused maw of a beast with its sole intent to clobber and rip his targets into shreds.
The Internal Inertial Gravity of the Empyrean Tusks revved up instinctually, preparing for the worst.
'This is bad!' Raaha felt nervous upon seeing the reaction from the Empyrean Tusks, 'We'll suffer many deaths if they were to give in to fear and charge at the Boar King.'
Prana billowed out of him and slammed into all 104 Empyrean Tusks simultaneously, condensing his thoughts in their bodies, "Calm down!"
His ability acted as a catalyst to prevent the Empyrean Tusks from losing their cool as the ones that were about to charge out calmed down and didn't move from their spots.
"Phew!" The Boar King exhaled softly and curbed his bloodlust, patting his chest in response, "Calm down. Calm down!"
'Shall I test something?' The Boar King thought as he used a Zinger's Nature to create a Prana Bomb. He held it tight, exerted strength in his arm, and threw it with force, watching it zing toward the caravan.
As the Prana Bomb flew towards a certain house in the caravan, its travel path turned viscous before soon, it felt no different from water at the depths of the ocean, with pressures at least equal to a depth of six kilometres.
The intense pressure counteracted the projectile and forced it to stop in a matter of metres. Unable to endure the resistance offered and the built-up forces within it, the Prana Bomb exploded.
"Not on my watch." Raaha commented as Prana began to seethe out of him and take control of the region, "Come face me, Boar King."
"It has been a while."
"It indeed has." The Boar King smirked all of a sudden, thinking, 'So, you want me to face the Mammoth Clan and become weakened in the process. I don't know your plan, but I won't fall for it.'
He stared at Raaha and shouted, "Since it has been a while, I'll leave behind a gift for the Mammoth Clan."
"This…bastard!" Raaha's eyes widened in shock as he muttered in disbelief, "Since when did the Boar King learn to use such tactics?"
'He always fought head-on. But what is this?' Even Resha was flustered, 'Why is he doing this? Is this still the Boar King I faced in the past?'
The reason for their explosive reactions was simple.
Casually backtracking while suppressing his presence was the Boar King. He landed at a location forty kilometres away from the Mammoth Clan and observed the Pranic Beasts living there, 'Hmm, these are very common Pranic Beasts that aren't useful for Astral Chart. A drop in their numbers wouldn't harm the ecology of the place either. Good, they will do the job just fine.'
He released his presence and watched the Pranic Beasts lose their mind in response and scurry away in the opposite direction, which pointed them straight to the Mammoth Clan. Seeing the effectiveness of his action stunned him, 'So, this is what Loot did at the Dralh Sea. It's not that useful, as their combined might equals a few casual punches of mine. But they ought to be enough to sound out Loot's plans.'
After releasing his presence, the Boar King concealed himself and ran in a circle, forming a radius of forty kilometres from the Mammoth Clan, and stopped after covering some distance, unleashing his presence there too.
He moved in a circle and unleashed his presence twelve times in total, similar to the numbers in an analog clock, sending all the Pranic Beasts within the circle towards the centre, targeting the Mammoth Clan. Following that, he just waited in patience and used a Nature to focus on the caravan better.
The Mammoth Clan faced the horde of Pranic Beasts whose threat level reached a Minor Crisis. But despite the danger, the Mammoth Clan had a lot of strength to spare, launching a variety of attacks, especially by elites who had fused with Centinger eggs.
Their artillery strike was the perfect fit against hordes. As he observed them, the Boar King thought, 'It seems swarm tactics are useless against them. Well, I thought as much, since the Empyrean Tusks could unleash powerful gusts of wind and blow them all away too. The fact that they haven't even taken action must mean this is well within the capabilities of the Mammoth Clansmen.'
As he observed the fight, the Boar King noticed a certain individual rush out of a house and fight against the Pranic Beasts, unleashing shockwaves that were immensely familiar to the Boar King, 'That can only be unleashed by stacking two Natures of Prana Shock.'
The Boar King smirked as he stared at the figure that looked similar to the individual painted by Inala, 'Only an Empyrean Boar could stack two similar Natures. That basically confirms his identity.'
"I found you at last, midget. But," The Boar King frowned, "I know you're damn smart. So,"
"Why have you revealed yourself now, Loot?"
