Dralh Sea, Abyss Fall!
The inverted waterfall gushing out of it like a geyser trickled down to a thousandth of its original volume, all thanks to the Attributed Region swallowing all streams of water in the part of the continent.
Eventually, water from other areas would pour into the deficit and recover the region's water levels, but it would be a slow process. And there was also a chance of this deficit leading to the desertification of the region.
Only time will tell. In Sumatra Chronicles, the Attributed Region finished forming naturally. Therefore, the water consumed by it was naturally supplied from all across the continent and trickled into the region naturally, especially through mammoth water bodies such as the Red-Draft River.
As a result, the region's functions were maintained without any issues. However, due to Orakha's actions, the Attributed Region ended up voraciously swallowing all the water bodies in the region, causing drought to form everywhere.
The air began to slowly dry up in response. If the water from the other regions trickles into this region fast enough, the drought will vanish. But if the drought were to take effect, then the region's ecosystem would collapse.
"A Major Treasure?" Geugeu stared in the direction of the Brimgan Empire, able to make out the pillar of light unleashed by the Major Treasure of Attribute, feeling the energy pulses emitted by the latter.
"Was that the cause?" He couldn't understand the reason behind the Dralh Sea drying up but could judge that the Major Treasure was behind it. What puzzled him was why it happened only now, since the Major Treasure should have been there for tens of thousands of years.
Why did it suck in all the water just now?
"Something major is happening. We're going to check it." He passed down the command as the 38 Empyrean Snappers positioned at the Abyss Ring began to move.
The ground underneath them acted like water to form a wave and pushed them forward like a boat, allowing them to travel at a decent pace. Once they left the Abyss Ring, the group of 38 Empyrean Snappers assumed a delta formation similar to migratory birds, using it to lessen the individual load as the effects of Subtle Terrain Domination unleashed by the collective increased in potency.
Soon, the group was travelling at a pace superior to the top speed attainable by an Empyrean Snapper. Seated in a stone house on the peak of the 1st Empyrean Snapper, Geugeu gazed in worry, "What do you think?"
[I fear something massive is about to happen!]
The 1st Empyrean Snapper expressed mild fear. Unlike Empyrean Tusks who were migratory in nature, Empyrean Snappers seldom moved. As a result, they weren't welcoming towards changes, especially drastic ones such as the drying up of all water bodies abruptly.
It had happened in a matter of minutes, the speed terrifying. The Cooter Clan was unable to do anything and could only watch helplessly.
"Grrr!"
"Kikikkiii!"
"Kyonk!"
All the marine Pranic Beasts native to the Dralh Sea suffered the loss of their habitat, struggling to survive. Geugeu noticed the Clumped Fingers were the first to figure out a solution. They simply used their Primary Nature of Imprison to encase their bodies with a layer of minerals to form a shell.
This transformed them into an appearance similar to a clam that was in the shape of a hand. With this protective shell, they wouldn't lose any moisture retained in their bodies. It would buy them enough time.
Even though it had weakened a lot, water was still gushing out of the Abyss Fall. So, at least the Dralh Sea would recover over time. The Clumped Fingers would be able to survive as long as they managed to hold on for long enough.
As long as they rationed their Prana consumption, they'd be able to hold out for a couple of years, which was more than enough time for the Dralh Sea to recover to a liveable condition, with all aquatic plant life growing back by then.
Those with the means like the Clumped Fingers protected themselves while the rest rushed towards the Abyss Fall. Even though facing the suicidal swarm of Phells was dangerous, it was better than withering out in the water-less region of the Dralh Sea.
And with the Cooter Clan moving out of the Abyss Ring, they had room to occupy and establish their territory. Water was steadily filling up the Abyss Ring, so it was somewhat liveable there.
At present, Abyss Ring was no different from the Lotus Range after the water in the Dralh Sea had receded. Or rather, it was even taller. Even the spots on the Abyss Ring occupied by the Empyrean Snappers were around two kilometres above the shallower parts of the seabed.
So, it was a race for these Pranic Beasts. Had Geugeu not had the presence of mind to make decisions promptly, the Empyrean Snappers would have gotten stuck on the Abyss Ring. It would take them significant effort to climb down while carrying massive mountains on their backs.
Without Internal Inertial Gravity, the Spirit Pools on their backs would spill out once their bodies tilt. Thankfully, the Empyrean Snappers had used the receding water levels to reach the seabed in advance.
And now, they sped towards the Brimgan Empire, ignoring the swarm of Bludders from the Guna Caves that took advantage of the situation to invade the Dralh Sea.
As the Pranic Beasts native to the Dralh Sea rushed past the Abyss Ring, readying themselves to plunge into the water within and face death battles against the Phells, they noticed a strange radiance from the Abyss Fall.
A couple of seconds later, a bullet-shaped container acting as a boat rushed out of it, covered by rotating spikes that shredded apart the bodies of the Phells that came in contact with it. The bullet-shaped boat was easily able to tank their attacks as it slammed into the water, unleashing a powerful thrust through its turbine to speed forward.
Its entire body was aerodynamic enough and acted as a turbine to propel itself forward. Seated within it, expressing nervousness was Boul Brimgan, 'Mother wouldn't have recalled me back unless the Brimgan Empire is facing a crisis. I hope I'm not too late.'
Followed by a powerful thrust, his bullet-shaped boat leapt out of the Abyss Ring, stunned to see a deserted landscape filled with desperate-to-survive Pranic Beasts. As his bullet-shaped boat free fell, he retracted it and watched the place, clicking his tongue upon noticing the pillar of light in the direction of the Brimgan Empire, "A Major Treasure existed right at our doorstep?"
"Then," He clicked his tongue in frustration, "Why did I have to waste so much time outside? I could have started with it. Though, it was thanks to them that I managed to complete most of my objectives."
A massive suspension system-rigged wheel appeared underneath his boat as it slammed into the ground. The suspension system absorbed all the shockwaves from the impact, preventing Buol Brimgan from feeling even the mildest discomfort.
A couple of seconds later, once the suspension system recovered from the fall, the wheel spun rapidly carrying it forth. It was now a unicycle, actuated through his psychokinesis. Buol Brimgan had perfected the steering and suspension system over his journey and, as a result able to move without issues.
The bullet-shaped compartment spanned a length of three metres and had a diameter of two metres. It was large enough for him to be seated comfortably. Attached underneath it was a suspension system, connecting the compartment to a wheel with a diameter of 20 metres.
Upon seeing a hill before him, Boul Brimgan seeped his Prana, causing the suspension system to release all its elastic potential, resulting in his vehicle leaping high enough to cross the hill. In this way, he was able to manoeuvre through all terrain without losing speed, while at comfort.
And when a Pranic Beast targeted him? A golden feline pounced upon the target and tore it into pieces, behaving no different from a living being. It was what he gained upon reaching the end of Gold Kinesis Art, the first in Brimgan Royal history.
In Sumatra Chronicles, he continued to explore even after this point, intending to return only after elevating Gold Kinesis Art to the Mystic Grade, which was one of his objectives. Sadly, he loses his life at Armoury—the region influenced by the Major Treasure of Weapon—after somehow managing to infiltrate it before the region revealed itself.
Even now, he had just exited Sanctuary—the region influenced by the Major Treasure of Pet. As it was massive, he was exploring the place while gaining valuable data, using which he had grown enormously. A genius and one of the strongest on the continent he might be, but even he couldn't avoid death in a region influenced by a Major Treasure.
And now, thanks to the ripple effect, he avoided death upon being summoned by his mother to the Brimgan Empire prematurely. Boul Brimgan continued to control his vehicle while the golden feline protected him from harm.
"It's performing better than my expectations." He smiled upon seeing it, for it was the product of his life's accumulations, one attained by Gold Kinesis Art hitting its pinnacle refinement.
Secondary Nature—Minor Treasure!
