424 Flee Underground
'It will take forever to satisfy all the conditions necessary to turn her into a Nature Weapon.' Virala thought, sighing in response, 'This implies that her Primary Nature is Mystic Grade. Though for some reason, she's not at the Mystic Grade. I'll need to investigate this further.'
He felt that Yarsha Zahara's ability would be a pain to deal with. If it's a Mystic Grade Nature, it must be absurdly broken. And considering how the number of conditions necessary to turn it into a Nature Weapon was almost ten times the Nature of Internal Astral Cultivator, it could very well be the second strongest Nature on Sumatra Continent, only under Astral Chart.
Or maybe it could be higher too. Virala didn't know that, since he had no idea about the number of conditions necessary to obtain Astral Chart. 'Even among Mystic Grade Natures, there are differences in their absurdity.'
He couldn't just reveal himself, defeat Yarsha Zahara, and knock her up.
With what he was aware about the Boar King's character, he knew with assurance that the Boar King gave at least a few Minor Treasures to Yarsha Zahara to keep her safe. If he were to mess up, the Boar King would return from the Gaja Enclave.
'By now, he must already be in the 2-Life Stage.' Virala thought, 'If he's being absolutely serious, he'll be able to reach the 3-Life Stage when the Second Major Disaster starts.'
Virala didn't know this, but due to the actions of his other body at the Mammoth Clan, the Boar King ended up devouring the heart of an Empyrean Tusk. Once he digests it, his body would grow by around fifteen to twenty percent, giving him a rapid boost in strength.
Therefore, attaining the 3-Life Stage by the time the Second Major Disaster starts wasn't impossible.
'To avoid alerting him, I need to fool Yarsha Zahara.' Virala thought, 'Will I be able to enter her body to influence her?'
There was a chance, but the risks were too high. Besides, his largest hurdle was to ensure Yarsha Zahara didn't notice anything amiss until she managed to birth his child—in case he succeeded in knocking her up.
'Let's start by formulating a plan.' Virala thought, 'Towards that, I'll influence Yarsha through her children.'
In another region of Fentan City, Asaeya was being interrogated by the city's guards.
"Yes, when someone fell under my carriage's wheels, I jumped out to check the situation. It was then that he suddenly appeared before me." Asaeya said, "I couldn't see what method he used as I was attending to the man that had died under my carriage."
"Hmm, your statement matches with your carriage driver." The guard nodded and made a recording of her accounts, "Based on witness accounts, your daughter fought him. What do you have to explain regarding that?"
"She reached out for him, only because she's brave and naïve. She doesn't have the strength to harm him. I was the one that had targeted him." Saying so, Asaeya unleashed her Prana, causing six metallic hands to hover beside her. Their insides were made of bone, which was how she controlled them.
The external coating was fake to ensure no one suspected her identity of being a Mammoth Clansman, for only they used bones to make Spirit Weapons. Pointing at her six metallic hands, Asaeya explained, "My Human Avatar allows me to control six Spirit Weapons. It was these that were targeting that guy. I understand why others would have been mistaken, since controlling multiple Spirit Weapons is uncommon."
"You have made your case." The soldier nodded and finished recording all the details, "We'll summon you in case we need any other information. You can return now."
"But…" Asaeya expressed her worry, "I'm afraid he might return."
"Please don't worry about that." The soldier made a salute and furled a scroll with Virala's appearance, "We'll increase patrol through the city for the next few days while actively trying to search for him. We've also dispatched a group of guards to the houses of all the victims."
"I'm relieved," Asaeya thanked profusely and returned home, nodding towards two soldiers posted guard at her house. She entered her house and arrived at the bedroom, watching the figure of Gannala asleep there, still not awake.
"What has happened to you…?" Asaeya sighed in worry.
…
Standing within the Prana Bomb Sphere, Inala collected all the Empyrean Zingers into his stomach biome. The ones guarding outside opened a door and made their entry. Upon hurriedly storing them, Inala began to drill into the ground, intending to tunnel his way out.
But at this moment, there was a golden flash, following which the Prana Bomb Dome was severed into two. Inala had evaded on time, watching a golden chakram flash before him and speed forward, creating a trench on the ground.
The Prana Bomb Sphere parted to the side, beginning to collapse. Upon seeing that, he hurriedly ripped his skin and changed his appearance to match the Boar King's. Another Prana Bomb—filled with Prana emanating the Boar King's presence—was created in his biome that he equipped on his chest underneath his clothes.
His eyes shot towards the culprit, observing a Brimgan Royal that was at the 4-Life Stage, 'A Prince has appeared. It'll be risky to escape without erasing my traces. Dammit, I wanted the Pranic Beasts to rampage around and help erase my traces with their Natures.'
His Prana Hands whirred in response, getting ready to attack. At the same time, Inala controlled his four Sumatra Zingers and charged them up fully.
"Where's the Parute Tree King?" The Brimgan Prince muttered coldly as a chakram revolved around him, tanking attacks from the nearby Gold Grade Pranic Beasts. He observed Inala glaring his way and snorted in response, "You're pretty feisty for someone at the Body Stage."
There was a distance of a kilometre between the two, but for a Brimgan Prince, Inala might as well be standing within arm's reach. "Where's my Parute Tree King?"
"Who knows?" Saying so, Inala jumped into a pit and disappeared. He spewed a group of Empyrean Zingers that used their Spirit Weapons to drill a way through, rapidly allowing him to go deeper in a matter of seconds.
"Don't you dare!" The Brimgan Prince shouted as he sent a body flying towards the pit using his Chakram.
The 1-Life Stage Brimgan Prince flashed his chakram and drilled into the pit that had been closed up by Inala, quickly following through the region of loose soil to chase after him.
As the group of Empyrean Zingers drilled forward, another group clumped it behind Inala to seal up the tunnel. This way, it seemed like a capsule of air that was moving through the ground, making it hard for the followers chasing after him.
While proceeding in such a manner, Inala spat out a puppet of the Boar King in human form, only leaving two Empyrean Zingers within it. Since he couldn't create Empyrean Zingers with the Secondary Nature of Internal Inertial Gravity, he had to conserve their numbers.
They were precious and couldn't be wasted. Hence, he only left the bare minimum in the Boar King puppet. As it went in one direction, he changed paths to proceed in another direction. Followed by a loop, he returned to the original location.
Minor Treasure—Tangible Psychokinesis!
When his male and female forms split, he took the Minor Treasure of Tangible Psychokinesis with him. After all, his female form already had the same as a Tertiary Nature. This wasn't as useful to her as it was to him.
Amita would remain in her tea house and accumulate everything safely while Inala would have to rush into the wilds after this. Hence, he took possession of the Minor Treasure.
The string of Prana drilled out and touched the shattered pieces of the Prana Bomb Sphere, seeping the effects of Mystic Bone Art into them to mould their shape. For an instant, he unleashed the Boar King's presence, following which, he quickly pulled all the pieces of the Prana Bomb Sphere.
Upon erasing all traces of himself from the region, he ensured the chaos continued and planned his escape.
