The golden Mystic Eater was empowered by the Nature of Enhanced Kinesis Deity, the power of a Brimgan Royal raised to the Mystic Grade. Moreover, the modification Orakha made to it allowed him to imbue the power of Kinesis Deity to his Mystic Eaters, turning them incredibly fast.
At the Gold Grade, Kinesis Deity increased the Spirit Weapon range by ten times. At the Mystic Grade, it was another multiple of ten, reaching an insane Spirit Weapon range that was multiplied by hundred times.
There was nothing more to it, just a small spike in speed and power with a whopping increase in range. This was enough for the Brimgan Ancestor to unleash power on par with a Mystic Tentacle and was said to even exceed the latter in power.
As Orakha had diverted part of its capacity in order to infuse its power into his Mystic Eaters, he only received eighty times the boost in Spirit Weapon range, which was more than enough.
After all, at the peak of the 2-Life Stage with a regular Spirit Weapon range of 360 metres, the eighty times boost pretty much brought him to a range of 28.8 kilometres.
The golden Mystic Eater turned into a golden flash and pierced through Brangara's chest, aiming straight for his heart in an effort to gobble up its Spirit Container. A series of Satellites appeared to defend the chest that the golden Mystic Eater casually swerved around.
There was a soft sound, following which it punctured through his chest and swam through his body. But it had only moved halfway when the Celestial Boar had vanished. On the ground was Brangara, with a portion of his chest torn apart. Hovering high above him was the golden Mystic Eater, covered by blood.
There was a glint in Brangara's eyes as his presence shifted subtly upon observing that he was directly beneath the golden Mystic Eater. A fraction of a second later, a Bolt of Transcendence slammed into the golden Mystic Eater and vaporised it.
The remainder of it poured into him as the Celestial Boar tanked the damage, healing in a matter of seconds. A vast stream of information poured into his mind space, detailing everything he needed to know about the golden Mystic Eater.
"I see," His expression curled up into a smile as he stared at Orakha, "It was a good idea to deal with you so early in the game."
'I can no longer sense the power of the Iron Empyrean Tentacle in him.' Brangara thought as he observed Orakha, 'Based on what Yamahara found out, Orakha had been keeping the power of the Iron Empyrean Tentacle locked in his Human Avatar, stabilising it through Sumatra Gold and transferring its power into ten Minor Treasures, which is what allows him to have ten different checkpoints!'
Yamahara had managed to detect the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint right upon being born. And due to its sheer danger it posed, he had investigated upon it with priority.
Yamahara couldn't find out too much details, but he figured out that Orakha was using Sumatra Gold in his Human Avatar to transfer the power of his Secondary Nature of Daily Checkpoint into ten Minor Treasures of Orakha's Checkpoint.
'I don't know why he let go of such a power, but I can understand, since that freed up a lot of space in his Human Avatar and allowed him to actually use Sumatra Gold to enhance his power instead of assisting with the checkpoints.' As Brangara thought, he felt something was amiss, feeling like he had forgotten something.
Soon, his expression softened, following which he chuckled, "You guys left the power of the Mystic Tentacle to Yahard Tusk?"
"Bhahahaha!" His Subtle Terrain Domination continued to harden the quicksand under him, allowing him to stand upon it as Brangara roared in laughter, "Of everything the Mammoth Clan screwed up, this takes the cake!"
"Do you believe that man has what it takes to handle the Mystic Tentacle's power?" Whatever stress he would have felt about the reappearance of the Mystic Tentacle left him as Brangara laughed carefreely, "What a priceless blunder..."
He stopped speaking in a hurry, noticing that Orakha had turned tail and was plying away in the direction of the Mammoth Clan. Another golden Mystic Eater condensed beside him and flew towards the figure of Yarsha Zahara who was still arching across the air.
"Phew!" His wheel legs sped across the ground as he tapped his chest and made a minor change. In response to it, the golden Mystic Eater became fatter as it began to suck in the air while travelling.
The heat stored in his Human Avatar flowed into his Spirit Weapon through the stream of Prana-actuating psychokinesis-controlling it and raised its internal temperature. There was a soft, reddish glow from the gaps in its mouth before it opened its jaws wide and launched a bullet.
There was a thrust of flames trailing behind the bullet similar to a rocket, accelerating it to hypersonic speeds. The bullet heated up due to friction before slamming into the thick of Yarsha Zahara, causing a web-like crack to form on her Sumatra Gold Human Avatar.
"Argh!" She shrilled in shock as her body began to spin out of control. A searing pain coursed through his thigh and reached her abdomen, causing her Prana to activate on its own and hurry in an effort to mend the damage.
The crack in her Human Avatar began to heal when another rocket bullet slammed into her back, spinning her even faster in the air due to the angular impact. The one being shot was just the elements in the air compressed to a solid level and made to store heat.
A small container existed in the bullet, stored with air heated to the extreme. Once a hole appeared in its end, the compressed air flowed out, producing a thrust that accelerated the rocket bullet into the target.
The throat of the golden Mystic Eater formed the grooving patterns of a rifle, increasing the penetrating capacity of the rocket bullet. And since it wasn't a product of a Nature and was condensed from ambient substances, Yarsha Zahara's Primary Nature was useless.
The rocket bullet delivered enough momentum to go past Yarsha Zahara's Nature of Piezo Response and the natural toughness of her Sumatra Gold Human Avatar to form a crack on the latter.
The golden Mystic Eater aligned itself at a comfortable angle above Yarsha Zahara and shot a third bullet. On the ground, Orakha sped, catching up with the Mammoth Clan first as he stopped besides Vhalla to shout, "Run faster!"
"And hide my wife in your biome! They're here for her! And they've come prepared!" At his shout, the golden Mystic Eater systematically shot at the figure of Yarsha Zahara and curved her flight path, sending her away from the Empyrean Tusks.
But the moment her path curved, a tornado erupted around her as the Celestial Boar appeared beside her. He grabbed her and landed on the ground, causing a quake. A moment later, he transformed into a Major Treasure and entered her body.
Only one body of the Celestial Boar had appeared to face Orakha. The second one continued to remain in Yarsha Zahara's body as insurance. After all, despite her strength, her opponents weren't weak.
"Urgh!" She took a second to regain her bearings and finished healing from the damage. Following that, she activated a series of Natures contained in the Tangible Nature Minor
Treasure of Gracious Inheritor.
Gracious Inheritor-Shredded Lunge x20!
Gracious Inheritor-Prana Shock x20!
Prime Skill-Prana Flash!
Followed by a burst of Prana, Yarsha Zahara chased after the fleeing Mammoth Clan, closing
in on the group quickly, as her top speed rivalled Raaha at the 10-Life Stage, one supported by two Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity.
"This won't work!" Vhalla complained as she stared at Orakha, "Unless you can carry us all,
we won't outpace her."
Orakha's eyes darted to the Empyrean Tusks who were running alongside him, sighing as he calculated, 'I can flee with them all, but I'll tire out eventually.'
He then stared at the figure of Yarsha Zahara quickly closing in on them, 'In contrast, the Celestial Boar has enough stamina to be on the chase for more than a month. By the time they catch up to me, I'll be too exhausted to even resist.'
"Big sister!" Orakha muttered with a cold tone as he addressed Vhalla, "Flee with Maroppa and Yahira. Both of them shouldn't fall in the hands of Yarsha Zahara. Other than the various
reasons, keeping the two hostage could render both me and Resha useless."
"As for the rest," He nodded at Rhanalla, "We don't have a choice. Even if we're afraid, terrified by the notion of facing him, we don't have an option anymore."
"Let's fight to the death!"
"It's a pity, but it is what it is." Rhanalla sighed for an instant before her expression turned
calm, resolved to die, "Thankfully, we've all placed our inheritance in Gannala."
'Even if not her, Resha could carry the will of the Mammoth Clan and bring us to glory once
again.' Vhalla thought for an instant as she grabbed the storage lantern taken out by Wrunnala, shrunk it, and swallowed it.
Stored within was Yahira. The moment she was brought inside, Vhalla felt a minor itch that
seemed on the verge of breaking out into a rash sooner than later. She grunted and increased her speed, gradually erecting a distance between her and the rest of the Mammoth Clan.
"I'll remember everyone, sisters!" She stared at her brethren one last time, her eyes moistening in response as she sped away at her fastest. As the strongest Empyrean Tusk, her control over Internal Inertial Gravity was unmatched, surpassing the output Raaha could achieve with two of the same Natures.
She had already stored him in her biome beforehand once Orakha began his attack. Now, her
figure sped forward, never looking back.
"Attack!" Orakha shouted as all the Empyrean Tusks spread out, erecting enough distance between each other. An instant later, a cyclone formed in the region as 102 Empyrean Tusks
appeared at the same time.
[Hahahahaha! Now, that's a festival!]
Yarsha Zahara heard Brangara's excited laugh in her mindspace as she focused, leaping towards the cyclone to face 102 moving mountains.