?455 Earning Brandal Brimgan’s Ire
"Grr!" The Fentan City Lord gritted his teeth in rage once he arrived at the scene and stared at the figure of the Boar King exiting the tornado.
He propped up a chakram, intending to kill the Boar King when an Information Slip made out of Rutham flew towards him from the tornado, sent by the Brimgan Emperor.
[Stay down!]
That was the command from the Brimgan Emperor. Hence, the Fentan City Lord could only glare in frustration as the Boar King coolly walked off. He tried his best to calm down and think logically, 'His Majesty must have a plan.'
"Shall we return home?" Yarsha Zahara asked once she met up with the Boar King.
"Yeah," The Boar King nodded in response, sporting a subtle smile. He stared at Wittral and nodded in response, "Thank you for your assistance."
"My other body will come to thank you personally later."
"Alright," Wittral walked away from their group upon seeing the stares from the Brimgan Royals that began to investigate about him, 'I have revealed too much about myself this time.'
He wanted to have a peaceful life here. But it seems that will change as the Brimgan Royals will target him, for he displayed Gold Grade strength despite not being a Brimgan Royal. Thankfully, his presence was that of a Free Human. So they didn't link him to an Empyrean Snapper yet.
'But they'll be trying everything in their disposal to gain information regarding my supposed Human Avatar and cultivation technique.' Wittral felt a headache, 'Had I avoided meeting Yarsha Zahara, I wouldn't be in such a mess now.'
'But still,' He observed the tornado, 'At least, the body of Loot present in the Brimgan Empire has been captured. So, that's one less issue to worry about.'
'I should meet up with Amita and tell her about everything that has happened. She'll probably be able to think of a solution to avoid the schemes of the Royals.' Wittral thought and began to walk towards the closest railway station, 'Besides, she's not the adopted daughter of Farloon Brimgan. So I can take advantage of that to avoid future headaches.'
Within the tornado, Brandal Brimgan stared at Virala and asked, "Do you want to fight?"
"No, I refuse." Virala shook his head.
"Sad," Brandal Brimgan sighed as he snapped his finger and slammed a beam of Prana into Virala. It dug into his chest and seeped into his heart before solidifying into a cage around his Spirit Container.
'Hmm, my abilities have been suppressed?' Virala was stunned as he observed that Prana no longer flowed out of his Spirit Container. The trace Prana present in his blood was absorbed by his Spirit Container when it flowed into his heart.
But Prana was no longer present in the blood pumped out by his heart. Moreover, when his stomach biome generated Prana, the same process happened. 'It seems I can no longer transform into an Empyrean Tusk unless this cage on my Spirit Container vanishes.'
"You have plenty of biomes in you." Brandal Brimgan expressed curiosity, "How are you able to transform into an Empyrean Tusk and revert into a human like this? Last I know, a Mammoth Clansman can only transform into Pranic Beasts whose egg they fuse with at the Body Stage. Can one become an Empyrean Tusk in that manner too?"
"I'm not saying anything." Virala shook his head before asking, "Though, we can trade information."
"Hmm…" Brandal Brimgan didn't say anything as he unleashed Prana, lifting Virala through psychokinesis. The cage he had created around Virala's Spirit Container doubled down as a Spirit Weapon, allowing him to control Virala's body through it.
Moreover, as he seeped more Prana into the cage, the cage expanded to seep into Virala's stomach biomes too, as suddenly, he spat out a Nature Weapon.
"I can sense the power of a Nature in this orb. It confirms the report." He said, thinking upon seeing Virala not resisting in the slightest, 'It seems he has already prepared mentally to lose them all. What's a terrifying individual.'
The tornado collapsed as Brandal Brimgan observed the Royals scurry towards him, glaring in hatred towards Virala, "We'll make a decision in the palace."
He stared at the Fentan City Lord and a few other Royals with the authority to participate in the debate, nodding at them to follow him, "As for the rest, return to your homes and take care of the damage we sustained."
"Your Majesty, most the people from Fentan City as dead." The Fentan City Lord grunted in frustration, "What should I do? Are we going to see the Boar King go free without facing the consequences of his actions?"
"What's the use in killing him?" Brandal Brimgan said, stunning the group of Royals, "The culprit is merely a discarded body."
"But he's the cause." The Fentan City Lord argued. "It doesn't matter whether he's a discarded body or not. He's directly responsible for the mass slaughter."
"You're right, but will the pain of the people from Fentan City be cured with his death?" Brandal Brimgan asked as his expression hardened, "Will they be satisfied once we kill his body?"
"Then what should we do?" The Fentan City Lord shouted, "Do we allow him to do as he pleases?"
"The Boar King will die!" Brandal Brimgan announced, unleashing a sea of Prana that shut up everyone, releasing enough pressure to cause their bodies to tremble.
'What the fuck?' Virala trembled in fright upon feeling a familiar sensation from Brandal Brimgan, 'One, two, three…fuck! Eight?'
He counted the presence of eight Minor Treasures from Brandal Brimgan. And that didn't seem to be all, signalling that he was an absurd monster that couldn't be underestimated. 'Right, the Brimgan Empire has existed for countless eras. They must have collected a lot of Minor Treasures.'
He then understood how he had been suppressed, unable to use his Prana or transform into an Empyrean Tusk, 'It's an ability unleashed through the combination of multiple Minor Treasures.'
Basically, it was impossible for him to break free from the cage on his Spirit Weapon, as its functionality went beyond the existing power system. Unless he were to venture into something beyond the power system, he would stay a helpless prisoner, unable to break free from Brandal Brimgan.
'Maybe even if I were to kill myself, I might not be able to break free from its influence.' He thought, 'There's a chance I'll be revived with the cage on my Spirit Container even when Blola revives me.'
But he had no thought to kill himself. Rather, Virala had other plans, 'I'm curious to see what they plan to do with me. I'll wait for an opportunity to gain their knowledge regarding the usage of Minor Treasures.'
Having accumulated enough Minor Treasures, the Brimgan Empire had experimented upon their usage and made combinations of Minor Treasures that combined resulted in powerful effects on par with Natures.
The cage on his Spirit Container was one such ability. Virala was interested to know more about that. 'This can be the breakthrough I need to succeed.'
"The Boar King will die. I guarantee it." Brandal Brimgan iterated once again, "Not just the body living here, but all his bodies, including his family. But first, we need to make preparations to kill him."
He created a carriage and drove it, speaking once the Royals accompanying him to the palace boarded it, "I'll establish a task force with Royals geared to counter him. As for his family…"
He extended his hand and slapped the back of Virala's head, "He'll be useful for that."