Chapter 527 Blame It All on The Boar King
Rushing through Compartment 8-M were Harla Brimgan and her group, in a hurry as she could observe mysterious figures rush through Compartments 8-L and 8-N, rapidly defeating the Attributed Creatures.
'Are they the cause behind the disappearance of our hundred Royals?' She thought, worried upon noticing that these mysterious females were strong, tremendously so.
One of the females condensed a bone hammer and slammed it onto an Attributed Creature, causing a good chunk of its body to splash around in response. The group of females rapidly proceeded through the safe route and returned promptly to deal damage once again. In a matter of minutes, an Attributed Creature had been disposed of.
"We need to hurry!" Harla Brimgan's expression turned fierce as she figured out the identities of the females, 'They are Empyrean Tusks! The lot of them! Only then do their insane strength and physical speed make sense. I don't know how they possess human forms...Loot! He was the same!'
'Were his actions merely preparing for the Mammoth Clan's infiltration into the Brimgan Empire?' She became stunned at the revelation, 'My goodness! We didn't even consider such a possibility!'
While Harla Brimgan was freaking out, Amita Brimgan and Dhya—Wittral's female form—were subtly conversing through Water Slips. In Amita's pocket was a container of water that was being infused with information by Wittral. Through the Water Slip Skill and Mystic Mist Art, Amita transformed the Water Slip into a cloud and ate it like it was cotton candy.
The group was equipped with a bunch of Elixirs and were regularly consuming them. She merely treated the Water Slip as such and stealthily consumed it. And once she comprehended the information, she performed the same to the container of water in Dhya's possession.
[Did your male form bring the Mammoth Clan here?]
[I'm not sure. I was contacted by my male body a few days ago, but all I was told was that things were going according to plan and that I only needed to worry about reaching the Attribute on time.]
[If your male form wasn't the cause, then what is happening here?]
Wittral was confused as either side he faced, the respective Compartments were gradually being occupied by a group of women with the power of an Empyrean Tusk. As they were in different Compartments, he couldn't sense their presence to truly confirm their identities.
But as a fellow Deity, he could judge by observing their poise, graceful movements, and absolute power that these women were indeed Empyrean Tusks, and rather strong ones at that.
Suddenly, he felt a boom of thunder resound in his mind as all the dots became connected. He observed one of the women use a Spirit Weapon in the shape of a Storage Lantern and move it around at speeds beyond what an Empyrean Tusk was normally capable of.
It wasn't just that. But from time to time, the women turned into giants, gaining an extra height of three metres, an effect only unleashed through Kinesis Deity. 'Maroppa!'
Maroppa was able to convert the Nature of Kinesis Deity under the influence of Mystic Mist Art and Subtle Terrain Domination into a form suitable for an Empyrean Snapper. And upon seeing a similar Kinesis Deity that was attuned to the power of an Empyrean Tusk confirmed his suspicions, 'Maroppa made a deal with the Mammoth Clan.'
"Sneaky Bitch!" She glared at Dhya, "The Cooter Clan will pay for disgracing the Brimgan Empire!"
Had her teammate been a tad late in stopping her, she would have been destroyed by the gate. It a was scummy but calculated move from Wittral. And she felt victim to it wondrously. Now, Harla Brimgan was unable to move forward on Path M.
"Quick! Let's go to Path N!" She said and rushed to deal with an Attributed Creature. They already had two keys leading to Compartment 5-N and only needed one more. With that, they could proceed through Path N and reach the Attribute on time.
And since she knew Wittral's identity now, the latter could no longer ambush her using the element of surprise. With her strength, she was more than capable of holding her own against an Empyrean Snapper.
The current her was strong enough to go toe-to-toe with Wittral. But once Wittral gains experience with his new abilities, he'll begin to overpower her, especially after assuming his Empyrean Snapper form and activating the Secondary Nature of Empyrean Mist Deity. He'd become a humanoid Empyrean Snapper, a mountainous human-shaped giant with turtle shell armour and a neck reaching a length of two kilometres at the very least.
Before such a creature, Harla Brimgan would be no different from a mosquito. They wouldn't even be in the same dimension of comparison. But at present, even Wittral didn't know the full extent of his capabilities.
Thirty minutes of furious battle later, Harla Brimgan managed to destroy an Attributed Creature in Compartment 5-N, only to have the key snatched by a metre-long worm that appeared from out of nowhere.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" It was Virala in his Mystic Ewworm form, ignoring the safe routes as he directly slithered through the region bombarded by the rain. His tiny form worked to his advantage, as it allowed him to easily crawl through the gaps between the impact location of the raindrops.
Moreover, his Mystic Ewworm form was agile enough to react to any droplet heading his way. There was a second for the droplet to go from the ceiling to the floor, which was more than enough duration to curve his tiny body out of harm's way.
Upon reaching the end of the Compartment, Virala reverted to human form and stretched his aching muscles, "That took a toll on me. I still need more practice."
"How are you here?" Harla Brimgan screamed in horror, "What have you done to my husband?"
"You're still asking that?" Virala laughed with a tone of mockery as he pointed to the surface, "The Boar King is ramping in the Brimgan Empire now. No matter what enmity we had between each other, at the end of the day, I'm his precious younger brother."
Saying so, he transformed into a miniature Empyrean Boar King form, grinning as his voice resounded in the Compartment, thundering in Harla Brimgan's mind, "Do I need to explain further?"
"My husband's...dead?" Harla Brimgan collapsed to the floor in despair, "Brandal Brimgan is...dead? Someone as strong as him died? Just like that?"
"He did put up a decent fight, but it wasn't anything special." Virala shrugged and ignored Harla Brimgan's vengeful screams as he passed through the gate, turning around to see a Spirit Weapon slam into the gate but fail to pass through.
'I'll ensure that you survive, Harla. After all, I need you alive to carry this hatred back to the Brimgan Empire.' He concealed the grin forming on his face, whistled casually, and began to speed towards the closest Attributed Creature.
"Even an Empyrean Snapper has joined the race? Who the fuck is that?" Virala stared at the figure of Dhya in the adjacent Compartment in confusion, "How the heck did I never detect the existence of such a powerhouse?"