?426 I’m a Bit Busy
The Boar King puppet continued to dig underground until the two Empyrean Zingers manning it consumed most of their Prana. Following that, one of them exited, reverted to its actual form, and swallowed the puppet. It then cranked up its Internal Inertial Gravity to the maximum and collapsed the gravitational fields in its stomach biome, shrinking up to a grain.
A few seconds later, the body of the Brimgan Prince entered the respective portion of the tunnel, stunned to see a lack of loose soil in his surroundings, 'Did he have a technique to mould the dug soil back to their original texture?'
Grunting in frustration, he flailed his chakram and dug radially, failing to detect any traces of his target. After wasting a few minutes and exhausting all his detection means, he returned and rejoined with his 3-Life Stage body.
Recovering his 4-Life Stage cultivation, the Brimgan Prince took out a piece of Rutham and inscribed the face of the Boar King—that Inala had portrayed himself as—and handed it to his followers, "Distribute his image across all information networks. Spread around and search for him. Whether he's hiding in the Empire or outside, find him at all costs. And once you do,"
He muttered coldly, "Kill him. That bastard dared to destroy my Parute Tree King."
By then, Inala and Orakha had slipped into the Brimgan Empire through the path that Inala had opened up. Quite a few Pranic Beasts rushed inside using the gap in the defences. A team of soldiers arrived to promptly face them, preventing the Pranic Beasts from going deeper into the empire.
Surfacing on the Northen Lake farther away were the duo of Inala and Orakha. "You're pretty bold to openly target the Brimgan Empire's soldiers."
"I always ensure to put all traces of my actions in my stomach biome. So, it won't be possible for them to know I'm the culprit." Inala said as he began to run on the water surface, treating it as flatland.
Riding his Mystic Eater that slithered on the water, Orakha stared at Inala in awe, "Man, I'm envious of you being able to use Internal Inertial Gravity. That's like the coolest Nature."
"If you selectively use your Mystic Eater to devour tusks of the Empyrean Tusks to build your Human Avatar, can't you achieve the same?" Inala retorted.
"Man, do you know everything about my abilities?" Orakha groaned.
"Pretty much," Inala nodded, "That's why I'm not worried about your schemes. You won't end up compromising the Mammoth Clan's best interests just for personal gain."
"Don't kiss my ass too much." Orakha snorted, asking after a couple of minutes had passed in silence, "Are you aware of the type of Human Avatar I'm building?"
"I am," Inala nodded, "It's pretty bizarre. Even though it's strong, I feel that it's too complex and tricky. I don't know if it's possible to even use it in a battle practically."
"It's impossible for you, but not for me." Orakha stated arrogantly, "I wouldn't have derived this power otherwise."
"Well, though you're currently very strong, I would have preferred you to attain the power you originally planned for." Inala sighed, "That would have honestly been…terrifying."
"That plan went up in flames when Resha killed me." Orakha grunted, "If only I was alive during the First Major Disaster, I would have been able to succeed with my original plan. But it is what it is. Nothing can be said with assurance on Sumatra."
"Isn't that why we fell in love with this place?" He laughed, "We are originally from this place, but when we were on Earth, we didn't know of this. The sentiment from that time hasn't dissipated in me yet."
"Same here," Inala spoke honestly, "When I came here, I first arrived at that spot that allows us to stare at the Lotus Range, you know, the cover poster with Resha's first eyeing of the Brimgan Empire."
"You didn't have to explain so much." Orakha smiled wryly, "I stood there too when I first arrived here. I don't know why, but just the view of that place makes me emotional."
"You're right," Inala said as he decreased his running pace upon reaching the proximity of Fentan City. The duo meandered a bit to avoid their abilities being witnessed by others and sneaked into Fentan City.
"Hmm, I am surprised that you're revealing your domicile to me." Orakha said upon seeing Inala take the lead, "Aren't you afraid I'll mess up your plans?"
"My plans only involve myself. So, it's not an issue if you were to know it." Inala said and smiled 'kindly' towards Orakha, "But, if you were to reveal it to Virala, I'll wholeheartedly treat you as an enemy."
"I know that, you lunatic." Orakha cursed in response, "Honestly, I wonder what your balls are made of to implicate the Boar King. Now, the Brimgan Empire will be searching for the Boar King as the culprit that destroyed the Parute Tree King."
"That, or they'll assume he just stole it." Inala shrugged, "Either way, they'll focus on him. And if they arrest Yarsha for being his wife, all the better."
"Yarsha…?" Orakha rushed to a stop and stared at Inala in shock, only to see another Bone Slip fly into his face. "Can you stop doing this?"
"No," Inala urged him to continue running, watching Orakha's face pale to the extreme once he accessed the information in the Bone Slip.
"Is this fucking real?" Orakha muttered in despair, "She's that Yarsha Zahara?"
"The one and only." Inala nodded.
"Man, we're doomed." Orakha laughed awkwardly, "Is this some botched nightmare or what?"
"Were you aiming to become her man or something?" Inala asked upon seeing Orakha's expression of disappointment.
"Why the fuck would I not?" Orakha stared at Inala as if he were a retard, "She's the best. There's no woman on this continent better than her."
"Resha was a jumbuck in that regard to choose Yahira over her." He argued, "He let go of the greatest woman in exchange for a dull yandere."
"We're here," Inala ignored Orakha's ramblings as he arrived at his house. His expression was serious as he tiptoed inside, noticing Asaeya seated on the bed beside Gannala.
"You've returned." Asaeya sighed upon seeing Inala arrive. She shot a glance at Orakha and remained on guard, "Why is he here?"
"I brought him in case Virala targeted Gannala." Inala said, frowning seeing Gannala asleep, 'Doesn't she usually jump on me chirpily by now? Is she just too tired?'
"Virala targeted us," Asaeya said, watching Inala and Orakha turn still in response before Prana seethed in them as their attention shot towards Gannala. Seeing their reaction, Asaeya hurriedly explained, "He's able to enter the bodies of others. He tried it on me and Gannala, but failed for some reason."
"We subdued him but he managed to escape in the end." She sighed and stared at Gannala, "But once she accessed his memories, she entered this state and hasn't woken up since then."
"As long as she's fine." Orakha was visibly relieved, cursing in anger, "Seriously, that bastard! Targeting our lifeline is absolutely foolish."
"Didn't you target her too?" Asaeya glared at Orakha. "I haven't forgiven you for your actions at Guna Caves."
"I didn't intend to actually harm her. You can ask Gannala if you don't believe me." Orakha waved his hand, "She read my memories. She'll vouch for my innocence."
"That's not important at present." Inala approached Gannala and touched her forehead while activating the Prime Skill of Empyrean Slip, 'What's happening with you, Gannala?'
He was just about to enter her mindspace when a burst of energy shielded her mind, forbidding him access. A second later, Gannala's lips quivered as she muttered a sentence before returning to her dazed state, "I'm a bit busy, Dad."