921 Battle Stadium Commission
"It's risky, despite your confidence." Shuwrak Zahara stated without hesitation.
"That's just your opinion, Sir." One of the Empyrean Boars interjected, his expression barely able to conceal anger, "Our Leader isn't someone who a mere Free Human can best."
"Do you even realise to whom you're talking to?"
"We don't acknowledge that bastard as the Varahan Emperor."
The Wean Clansmen in the throne room burst with a string of arguments, targeting Shuwrak Zahara.
"I'm sorry about that, Uncle." The Boar King didn't show any signs of stopping them, despite having all the authority and strength to do so. Instead, he sported a mildly apologetic expression and faced Shuwrak Zahara, "Please don't take their words to heart. I know you've said it only out of concern."
"It's alright," Shuwrak Zahara smiled wryly.
'I see now,' From the side, Inala observed the duo's interaction, 'I was wondering why the Wean Clansmen were treating him like crap despite him literally being the reason their higherups grew up to become strong.'
He eyed the short Wean Clansman who held Shuwrak Zahara's hands with a look of concern, 'This shorty was behind it all. If the leader himself wishes to distance the Wean Clan from their past relationship with Free Humans, then the rest of the Clan will follow suit.'
The entirety of the Wean Clan literally descended from Yarsha Zahara. And now, they wanted to slowly but surely erase their origin and make it seem as if they descended from only the Celestial Boar.
'A pathetic attempt.' Inala maintained his poker face, but internally, even he was incensed, 'They want to avoid being related to Yarsha Zahara? If they hadn't inherited some of her talents, these fuckers wouldn't have such an easy time breezing through the Life Stage.'
Yarsha Zahara proved to be an absolute headache to the Mystic Seven until the end. If she didn't exist, Brangara wouldn't have become the Celestial Boar.
'Orakha sacrificed himself to kill her. Had she continued to remain alive and reached the peak of the Body Stage, it would have become impossible to kill her.' Inala thought as a vein slightly protruded on his forehead.
Only Yarsha Zahara had the talent necessary to build a Human Avatar out of Sumatra Gold alone. They were enemies, but Inala didn't like what the Wean Clan were trying to do to her, 'Especially when they have no reason to do so.'
"I'm telling you, Uncle." The Wean Clan's Leader, the Boar King was an adult, despite his appearance. He observed Shuwrak Zahara and said, "At my current level, there doesn't exist a Free Human on Sumatra who is my match."
"The Wean Clan's Leader is the Empyrean Boar King?" Inala interjected with an exclaim, appearing absolutely shocked as he eyed Shuwrak Zahara, "Is this true? Wow!"
Before there could come a reply, Inala clapped in excitement, "I see, that makes sense. Only an Empyrean Boar King has the confidence of overpowering Boul Brimgan."
In response to his words, the throne room fell silent. Everyone could hear the sounds of each other's incensed breathing as all eyes fell on Inala. The latter though, was absolutely calm. Moreover, he eyed the Wean Clansmen provocatively.
"Hahaha, as expected of a Brully." The Wean Clan's Leader broke the silence with a chuckle and extended his hand towards Inala, "I believe this is the first time we're meeting."
"I am KalTara, son of Barla, and grandson to Brangara." The Boar King introduced himself amicably, "I am the Wean Clan's Leader currently."
"Please accept my apologies if the words of my Clansmen came off as ignorant."
"I don't need an apology." Inala grabbed KalTara's hand gently, feeling like he was holding a chopstick due to their size difference.
"How does a Pranic Beast view me?" KalTara retracted his hand shortly after, eyes Inala from head to toe, and expressed his curiosity. "Am I strong? Or am I weak?"
"You're strong, undoubtedly so." Inala said, ignoring the arrogant chuckle from the Wean Clansmen in the throne room, "But you're nowhere close to being the strongest on Sumatra."
"Yeah, I'm aware." KalTara nodded without a change in expression, "I am only a Gold Grade existence, after all."
"I'm not even sure if you're the strongest existence in this region," Inala said next, immediately sensing powerful presences bombard him from the Wean Clansmen in the throne room. He quickly released his presence in an effort to protect himself, barely able to maintain his stature.
"Don't interfere." KalTara uttered calmly, and immediately, the Wean Clansmen spontaneously retracted their presence and sat in silence, "This is my conversation." "I haven't seen him, so I can't say for sure." Inala shook his head, "But based on what I've seen here until now, both sides have a similar power mechanic. So, I think the Varahan Emperor is capable of unleashing whatever you can dish out."
"Leukeu, right?" KalTara eyed Shuwrak Zahara once and nodded, "I like this guy."
He observed Inala and asked, "I was pleasantly confused when I heard from Uncle that you wanted to build a place for my upcoming battle with the Varahan Emperor."
"Why do you want to do so?"
"To witness the fight myself." Inala patted his chest, "Just give me a lot of resources and I'll create a robust battle zone that can withstand the attacks dished out by you and the Varahan Emperor."
Upon seeing that KalTara didn't seem all that impressed or entertained by the idea, Inala calmly bent forward and whispered in the former's ears, "It'll save you the trouble of finding a place every time you want to fight the Varahan Emperor."
There was a visible change in his expression as KalTara eyed Inala, 'To think this Brully can predict my thought process so accurately. It feels pretty unnerving, actually.'
Even though the Varahan Emperor had given out the challenge, both combatants were aware that the fight wasn't getting concluded in one round. Both sides couldn't afford to fall, because they didn't have a strong enough successor to take up their mantle.
'I could only become the Boar King thanks to Uncle Yamahara's help. Without that, I'm afraid there's not any Wean Clansman who is even close to becoming the Boar King.' KalTara thought, 'And similarly, from what I've investigated, no Gold Grade Free Human with Narkahamy's build has been able to create a Blessed Influence.'
Whether it was the Wean Clan or the Varahan Empire, they were expansive forces that had a vast sum of resources, population, and battle strength. To control the people internally and to serve as a deterrent against external forces eyeing the vast land they controlled, the respective rulers needed to be powerful.
The Wean Clan would quickly be targeted by other Clans and Gold Grade Pranic Beast forces in the absence of the Boar King. Narkahamy behaved as a similar existence for the Varahan Empire.
As everything was riding on their shoulders, they had a lot on their plate. First of all, victory was a necessity. However, they had to obtain victory without losing too much of their strength.
KalTara had to win while trying to save as many of his stored Gold Grade Natures and lives as possible. Similarly, Narkahamy faced similar conditions.
Therefore, the fight would drag on for a while. Both sides would probe the depths of the other party, and only after a comprehensive understanding would they be confident enough to go in for the kill. Even the higher-ups of the Wean Clan hadn't figured that out, 'But this Brully, despite being an outsider, did.'
"With what material are you planning to build such a place that could withstand our attacks?" KalTara asked.
"The rocks produced by a Rockatrice," Inala said.
"That's…" KalTara frowned as he observed Inala, "Even if we're able to give you a lot of it, Rocky Intimidation is a Silver Grade Nature. The rocks it produces is tough, but it'll still break off under my attacks."
"I can show you the result to test right now." Inala smiled and asked, "If you have its Nature, please create a small rock pillar."
"Leader!" The guards stationed outside rushed in, ready to attack whoever had targeted their leader. However, upon seeing that KalTara was uninjured and being waved at by the latter, the soldiers bowed and exited the throne room.
The thunderous sounds continued for a few minutes as the rock pillar shrunk to half its original diameter, appearing more solid than before. Moreover, it was lustrous now, considerably darker than before, and most of all, the intimidating presence oozing from it was considerably more potent.
"What did you do to it?" KalTara expressed his shock as he placed his hand on the rock column and noticed even his fingers trembled faintly, "How did this become so much stronger than before?"
"I simply refined its material structure to the most optimal form." Inala commented, "It's like forging a block of steel into a blade."
The Billakin Hammer vanished as Inala patted the rock column, "I raised this column's defensive and intimidation strength to its maximum. This is how strong it'll be if a Rockatrice took its time to make one over the course of many years."
"They are rare, but you'll find such columns across the hundred-year path of the Mammoth Clan." Inala said, "Before coming here, I encountered one and studied its structure. That's how I know the means to improve it."
it seemed to make perfect sense, but Inala was just bullshitting as usual. Such rock pillars existed, but not for the reason he specified.
They were refined by the Rockatrice over generations as its Prana was influenced by its Rooster Tribe. It was a process in which such rock pillars eventually transform the region as their intimidation power become a part of the region.
Of course, they were treated as the Rockatrice's Spirit Weapon, even though they could not be moved around by it like a regular Spirit Weapon. Hence, Inala's Billakin Hammer could work on