Varahan Empire, Terkuton District!
"Keh...kuhahaha!" Narkahamy roared in laughter as he stared at the 14 Empyrean Boars before him, all under his captive. When Inala barged into the Varahan Palace and kidnapped Yamahara and Brangara, the Empire fell into chaos.
After all, the Empress was a fake while the Emperor was kidnapped. Even Yamahara, the one with the second highest authority in the Empire after the Emperor and the Empress was kidnapped. It caused unrest among the upper echelon of the Empire.
All the Boar Kings did their best to keep the situation under control and ensured no information related to the incident was leaked to the masses. However, Narkahamy was more than happy to cause chaos.
The moment he sensed the changes, he realised that the First Calamity had succeeded in whatever she sought to achieve. Since he was already informed of it, he was ready to act. Information about the kidnapping found its way to all the media houses, with many Gramophones playing the news aloud.
Society turned chaotic, forcing the Wean Clansmen on edge as they did everything in their power to calm down the populace. But it was easier said than done. After all, the strongest being on Sumatra was kidnapped right from the heart of the Varahan Empire.
This caused the citizens to lose faith in the Varahan Empire, especially the Wean Clan. And here, was where Narkahamy struck. He personally led his strongest troops and captured Wean Clansmen one after another, ensuring to target in different cities, all absurdly far away from each other, with no pattern or the sorts present in his actions.
Basically, he drew lots and targeted Cities accordingly. With his 6-Life Stage strength at the Gold Grade, armed with six Blessed Influence, his strength eclipsed the average Wean Clansmen. In terms of cultivation, he was the highest.
At present, only the Boar Kings were stronger than him. He wasn't confident about capturing them and hence refrained from going anywhere near them. After all, armed with Astral Chart, the Boar Kings were on a whole other level as compared to Wean Clansmen.
However, he wasn't pressured about the fact. Rather, he was simply in a state of glee, as Talamas—his Terrorist Organisation-had only grown stronger in the two years following the incident. Apart from YoriBuntara, he had 14 other Wean Clansmen under his control, which meant that he could feed their bodies to a lot more of his members and result in them gaining the Secondary Nature of Voracious Nature.
'Today was another fruitful day.' He thought in excitement while heading towards his personal library where all his research data was maintained. He extended his hand towards the doorknob and froze for an instant, noticing his hand trembling faintly in response, 'This feeling of infinite suppression.'
He gulped and entered the library, bowing immediately after, "It's an honour to meet you once again, First Calamity."
"Take a seat," A soft voice oozing authority resounded as Narkahamy plopped on the floor, his back breaking into a sweat. He slowly raised his head and stared at the figure of Amita Brimgan standing before his table, casually flipping through his latest research result.
"You're on the verge of entering the 7-Life Stage, huh?" Amita Brimgan muttered as she set aside the document. The floor convulsed to form into a chair that she sat up, crossed her legs, and stared down at Narkahamy.
"Yes," Narkahamy bowed submissively, "It's a bit slower than usual since I've reached a high enough level through the Life Stage. But in a decade, I'll enter the 10-Life Stage."
"That's impressive," Amita Brimgan nodded, "You're by far the fastest Gold Grade existence to reach such a level. I'm impressed."
"It's an honour to be recognised by you." Narkahamy bowed until his forehead touched the floor, "With Your Highness's support, I've collated my gains further. I feel like I'll become even stronger once I reach the 10-Life Stage."
"Yes, you will." Amita Brimgan nodded, "Your growth will truly begin once you reach the 10- Life Stage."
"You mean?" Narkahamy raised his head in shock, "There's a higher point to reach in my path?"
"You started at the Silver Grade and then entered the Gold Grade and managed to make an Empyrean Boar's power your own." Inala nodded, "You're a self-sufficient Free Human, so there's nothing that can hold your growth back any longer."
Inala patted the most recent document on the table, "Your thoughts are on the right track. Even though becoming the Boar King is the next sequential step after an Empyrean Boar, that's the path of a Wean Clansman, not a Free Human like you."
"Instead, you should focus on the advantage that only you possess." Amita Brimgan grinned, "Your Blessed Influence, that is."
"Focus on creating the power of Astral Chart through it. The moment you succeed is when you will become invincible."
"Yes," Narkahamy nodded without an ounce of resistance.
"But that's not why I've come here today." Amita Brimgan leaned to the side a little and
rested her head on her palm, speaking authoritatively, "Say, Narkahamy."
"Do you wish to become the Varahan Emperor?"
"WHAT?" His body trembled with an uncontrolled surge of adrenaline as Narkahamy gasped
in shock before he burst into maniacal laughter. With a start, he slammed his head on the floor, cracking the latter instead while he remained unharmed, "YES!"
"YES! YES! YES!"
"Good, then start making preparations." Amita Brimgan got up slowly and dusted her clothes, "From today onwards, there won't be Boar Kings in the Varahan Empire anymore. You know what to do after this, right?"
"Yes!" Narkahamy nodded, barely able to rein in his excitement.
"Do your followers have Vara Accum?" Amita Brimgan asked after pausing for a few seconds.
"No, that's my exclusive advantage. I've no intention to give them too much power." Narkahamy shook his head.
"Then you should do that now." Amita Brimgan said to his surprise, continuing casually, "With the Tertiary Nature of Vara Accum, you can completely take over the role and responsibility of a Wean Clansman. You can practically replace them and become
independent."
"So, do that. Become independent. You're a Free Human, right?" Amita Brimgan grinned, her voice intoxicating as Narkahamy was instantly influenced, unaware that he was under the effects of a series of Tangible Piezo Slips unleashed under Perfect Biome Domination.
They were controlled to the extent the soundwaves were wrapped under the words he spoke while conversing, filled with the power of a Tangible Piezo Slip. When Narkahamy absorbed it, he became influenced instantly, unable to even detect what he was up against.
"Won't I lose my authority in that case?" Narkahamy expressed his hesitation mildly, "They won't have any reason to listen to me since with Vara Accum, they'll become capable of harmonising the three Natures and unleashing the power of Blessed Influence."
"All Wean Clansmen have the same power. However, are they all equal in strength?" Amita Brimgan smirked, continuing upon seeing that Narkahamy was convinced immediately, "Even if your subordinates enter the Gold Grade and have the same three Natures as you, none of them will be able to match your strength or pace of growth. After that, it'll be a contest of Blessed Influence."
'Yes, with the First Calamity's support, I can easily create the strongest Gold Grade Blessed Influence.' Narkahamy clenched his hand into a fist in excitement, readily accepting the task, "I'll do it, I'll become the Varahan Emperor!"
"You'll have to seize the throne with your strength. All I'll be doing is removing the Boar
Kings from the picture." Amita Brimgan stared at Narkahamy, "A ruler is someone who can garner the support of the masses. So, whether or not you can succeed depends entirely on your capability."
"I have no intentions of the Varahan Emperor being my puppet." Amita Brimgan pointed at Narkahamy to ask, "Will you do it?"
"I will." Narkahamy thumped his chest, "This is a land of Free Humans. As a Free Human, it's only right that I rule my race, and not a Clansman!"
"I won't participate personally, but I'll send a messenger from the Quip Clan." Amita Brimgan said coolly, "If you succeed in convincing them, you'll gain access to the Quip Clan's
mercantile network."
'This should be enough to cause a civil war. The Varahan Empire will be too busy fighting within itself to participate in the war.' Amita Brimgan thought, 'With Narkahamy's capabilities, he'll push the Wean Clansmen back to the Varahan Enclave and gain complete control over the Varahan Empire. Other than the Wean Clansmen necessary to awaken the Secondary Nature of Voracious Nature in his Free Humans, he would have no other need for
the Empyrean Boars.'
'The Gold Grade Free Humans will be self-sufficient thanks to Vara Accum and can replace the
Wean Clansmen in managing the Varahan Empire just like now. This will change the status quo and turn the Varahan Empire into a Free Human powerhouse just like the Brimgan Empire.' With a wave of her hand, Amita Brimgan disappeared from the library and appeared at a spot far away from the Varahan Empire, standing on the peak of a mountain to gaze into
the expanse stretching beyond.
"There will be an endless war between the Wean Clansmen and the Varahan Empire. As both
Gold Grade existences face each other in repeated battles, they'll sharpen their abilities to truly become strong." Reverting to his male form, Inala stared at the sky, "With the massive population of the Varahan Empire and the insane fertility of the Wean Clansmen, the two sides will be evenly matched."
'They will hate each other and forget all about the Mammoth Clan, Quip Clan, and others.' Inala let out a soft sky, 'With this, I've neutralised another major threat.'
Even if Inala kills Brangara, the Varahan Empire still remained a ginormous threat. At the
news of the death of their Emperor, they would obviously harness all their hatred towards the Quip Clan, since that was the home of the Royal Zinger, the existence that killed their
Emperor.
It would result in an endless war between the two forces. And eventually, even without Yamahara, the Wean Clan might figure out another method to become Boar Kings. That was guaranteed to happen as they cultivated Mystic Sumatra Art.
Based on his research, similar to the Brimgan Royals who gain a Secondary Nature upon
reaching the extremity of refining their Spirit Weapon after entering the 10-Life Stage, the Wean Clansmen upon entering the 10-Life Stage possessed a non-zero possibility of becoming Boar Kings thanks to Mystic Sumatra Art.
Yarsha Zahara created Mystic Sumatra Art using Gold Kinesis Art as the base alongside Mystic
Bone Art and Mystic Mist Art. Hence, the refinement characteristics of Gold Kinesis Art were
present in it.
Inala too used the same refinement characteristics in Mystic Royal Art. It's why the Quip Clansmen could accumulate Royal Zinger genes in their body by cultivating it.
And the moment Boar Kings enter the picture, they will obviously target Gannala for
historical reasons. The Quip Clan too will face the fury of the Boar Kings. Even though the Quip Clan had enough strength to protect itself, especially thanks to the Zinger Guards and the Zinger Representatives, they were a massive force now, having expanded across a vast
region.
There just weren't enough Gold Grade Quip Clansmen to protect every single branch of theirs. And in a one-on-one, only the Zinger Representative could destroy the Boar Kings. Other Gold Grade Quip Clansmen would struggle, especially against Boar Kings that had made preparations in their Astral Chart to face them.
Hence, the easiest solution was a Civil War. The Free Humans of the Varahan Empire will kill
the Wean Clansmen while the Wean Clansmen retaliate and kill the Free Humans in large droves. Generational hatred would be cultivated in a matter of years and would maintain itself forever, or until one side perishes.
'They will no longer have the freedom to target others. Moreover,' Inala thought, revealing a
twisted smile, 'If they become desperate, they will even contact the Quip Clan to gain our support in terms of resources, just to gain an edge.'
"Eventually, both sides will fight each other to gain the Quip Clan's favour, thanks to our
policy of supporting only one force in a region." He chuckled, "And in the process of currying
favour with us, they'll have no other choice but to set aside their hatred towards us. Over time, they'll let go of the hatred."
That hatred will eventually vanish in the annals of history, allowing the Quip Clan to truly become the largest and strongest force on Sumatra, achieved without much violence. Eventually, they'll be controlling the entire economy of the region.
'Now, even if Yarsha Zahara survives the Third Major Disaster, she will no longer have a place
to return. At the end of the day, she's a Free Human. Once the Wean Clansmen accumulate enough hatred towards the Free Humans, they wouldn't trust her either, since they'll be a few
generations apart from her children.' He flexed his arms and relaxed his body, huffing slowly, "That relationship gap is enough for her to feel alienated in the place she called home, enough for her to eventually abandon them and travel about on her own."
"So, our priority remains the same." Inala smiled upon watching Virala sprint towards his
location, speaking once the latter stopped before him, "As long as we kill Brangara, everything else would resolve itself naturally."