I'll Surpass The MC

Chapter 1072: Orakha: Back To The Original Build

Dralh Sea, Abode of the Mystics!

Sleeping within the quarters meant for the Mystic Human Council Chief was Ruvva, her expression dull and tired. Lazily, she turned around, groaning in a lack of motivation, “Haaah!”

She was at a loss after the crushing defeat she suffered under the hands of Brangara. It wasn’t as if it was a defeat. Gannala casually defeated her too.

However, in that case, Gannala’s strength was superior. But things were different in this case.

Ruvva’s strength wasn’t too inferior as compared to Brangara. Or rather, she had a higher resistance, better and more Minor Treasures, and even external support from both the Mystic Human Council and the Transcendent Eater.

Despite everything, she was treated as a toddler by Brangara. The sheer versatility he had displayed stumped her, for the first time in her life, she felt inferior.

“Shhhh…” She exhaled loudly, causing the bed sheet to fly away like a kite in the room. “What to do…”

She hadn’t returned to the Brimgan Empire yet, for things were stable on that side. The Mystic Humans, on the other hand, were at a loss. After all, their founder returned and before their very eyes, killed their Council Members and defeated their Chief.

They too were feeling a sense of loss. However, they didn’t lose their vigour, as the one that caused so much chaos was a Mystic Human too. It allowed them to glean a bit more into how their powers could be utilised.

As a result, they were gradually feeling more and more motivated to train and explore avenues of their strength thy never knew existed.

“Ahhh…” Ruvva groaned once more, lazily lifting her leg. Suddenly, her figure blurred and she appeared on the corridor. Her expression changed as she swallowed the Spirit Container cluster, beaming in joy, “They’re done!”

Immediately in response, she informed the council, turned into a sphere, and flashed through the Dralh Sea, soon entering the Cooter-Brimgan Channel.

Two days later, travelling within a long, exclusive tunnel under the Brimgan Palace was Ruvva. The closer she was to the end of the tunnel, the brighter her face beamed. And soon, “Uncle!”

Leaping into the embrace of the 30-metre-tall golden humanoid, Ruvva exclaimed in joy, “You’ve finished your build!”

“Yes,” Replied the golden humanoid, “I’ve succeeded in attaining a perpetual State of Harmony.”

“Then,” Ruvva promptly created a clone of hers after reducing its resistance to the minimum most possible, “Please use this.”

“Thank you.” Orakha smiled as he stared at the puppet and raised his finger. From the tip of his index finger, came a pillar of light, perfectly encapsulating the puppet.

“Wow!” Ruvva’s eyes widened in amazement as she stared at the puppet morphing in shape to resemble Orakha. However, what was surprising this time was that, even as the puppet morphed, it remained her puppet, subject to her psychokinesis as a Spirit Weapon. “How is this possible?”

“After attaining a perpetual State of Harmony, we each get a special power.” Orakha pointed at the figure of Boul Brimgan seated in the mouth of the Influenced Region of Golden Deity, “In his case, his build would be gradually inherited by a Brimgan Royal, until they are able to wield his pinnacle strength.”

“They will inherit it without any issues, as if they are building the Rirenal Human Avatar from scratch. However, it is Boul Brimgan’s power, and his mind will remain within its Kinesis Felines.” Orakha continued, “And when the Brimgan Royal dies, Boul Brimgan will revert into his Brimgan Guardian state, waiting for someone else talented enough to inherit his power.”

Their perpetual State of Harmony meant they could remain in that state forever, thanks to using the pillar of light generated by the ten Minor Treasures part of their build. However, the pillar of light will be expended eventually.

To recharge it, they either have to sit in the stomach of the Influenced Region of Golden Deity or fuse with a living being.

“His is an inheritance type,” Orakha pointed at Boul Brimgan. He then pointed at himself, “And mine is a self-sustaining type.”

“And that means?” Ruvva asked.

“All Brimgan Guardian’s build is an inheritance type. Mine would have been the same too. However,” He chuckled, “That whole ordeal with the Cosmic Being resulted in some changes.”

He raised his arm and touched the puppet, fusing into the latter. A few seconds later, the puppet looked alive, bearing Orakha’s presence to speak, “Originally, this puppet would have gradually inherited my build. But now, that doesn’t happen anymore.”

“The puppet remains as itself. The only thing that has changed now is its external appearance, which matches me.” Orakha, now as the puppet, spoke, “Basically, I am able to control the body I inhabit. That’s the essence of my build.”

He raised his arm and condensed a weak Eddy Blade, “You’ve input the power of Eddy Blade in this puppet. So, I’m able to use it too. It’s also why you haven’t lose your connection with it, since it’s still your Spirit Weapon.”

Only two things had changed. First was its external appearance, which resembled Orakha. Second was that it was now under Orakha’s complete control, bearing his presence. “The moment it displayed my presence, it meant I’ve fully influenced it to become my vessel.”

Minor Treasures influenced living beings. Orakha’s build generated the influence of ten Minor Treasures combined and unleashed through a State pf Harmony. It was a Mystic Grade State of Harmony, “So, even Gold Grade Pranic Beasts will be fully influenced in a matter of minutes.”

Once influenced, they became a vessel for Orakha’s use.

“Therefore,” Orakha smiled as he stared at Ruvva, “I need your assistance.”

“Anything you want, Uncle.” Ruvva wiped the tears streaming down her eyes, “I am simply glad about your return.”

“Can you bring me to the edge of the Dieng Canyon?” Orakha asked, “There’s something I need to obtain there, but time is running short.”

As he spoke, his vision turned orange.

“Yes, Uncle. I’ll bring you there immediately.” Ruvva stared at the figures of the Brimgan Royals who were filing out of the Golden Deity’s mouth one after another, each emanating a suffocating presence.

She then eyed Boul Brimgan’s face of contentment, gaining confirmation that the Brimgan Empire no longer had to worry about any external threats, ’Even at a glance, I sense forty people in a Deity Fusion state.’

And at the same time, Bronsk Brimgan, the current generation Brimgan Emperor, filed out with a presence in a league of its own. Immediately in response, Ruvva controlled her shock and bowed in respect, “Congratulations, Your Majesty.”

Bronsk Brimgan had attained a State of Harmony.

“Return soon.” Boul Brimgan waved at Ruvva, “And along the way, visit Grehha. His recent message said he’s succeeded in his task.”

“Alright,” Ruvva beamed in happiness, welcoming the string of positive news. She carried Orakha and sped out of the Brimgan Empire, asking once they were deep into a forest trail, “By the way, Uncle?”

“Yes?” Orakha nodded as he observed her speed with a prideful smile.

“What are you looking for at the Dieng Canyon?” She asked.

“My destination is the Mud Viper Nest. I just intend to make some preparations at the Dieng Canyon first.” Orakha smiled, pausing for a minute before adding, “Since I can retain the powers of my vessel, it’s high time I obtain it.”

“My original build, I mean.” Orakha said, “It’s what I had planned to obtain if I ever enter Sumatra.”

“That build is related to the Mud Vipers?” Ruvva asked, “Is it similar to Uncle Grehha’s build?”

“No, Grehha’s build follows the route of a culture specialist.” Orakha chuckled, “Mine’s just a merchant path.”

“Is it really strong?” She asked.

“No, it’s weak.” Orakha replied.

“Then…why?” Ruvva frowned, “We can instead head to the Kalahatra Desert and pick a Spectral Boar or Heavy Boar for you. They are better alternatives.”

“You know…” Orakha trailed off, “Economics is…truly terrifying. It can topple even absolute power, given enough time.”

“Even against a Mystic Grade existence, will it work?” Ruvva expressed her doubt.

“Not immediately,” Orakha said, his eyes mildly curling up in response, “But eventually, my economics could even reach the Celestial Boar.”

’An accumulative type of power?’ Ruvva wondered as she sped along the forest trail, soon watching the Guna Caves come into her field of vision. She redirected her route and moved away from the Guna Caves.

A few minutes later, she wondered something and asked, “What about a Mystic Human, Uncle?”

“Can your build’s influence conquer even them?”

“It depends,” Orakha asked as he pointed at her, “Your resistance is at a level where you can face the influence of even a Cosmic Being. I could fire my pillar of light into you for decades and still not affect you in the slightest.”

“Then,” She hesitated for a moment before asking, “What about Brangara?”

Boom!

The region a few kilometres surrounding her exploded, raising a dust storm as a violent storm of Prana burst out of Orakha.

His expression contorted as his voice, gritting, oozing rage, resounded, “Who…did you say?”

“Did he…did he truly…?” A pillar of light burst out of his being in response, “Did that bastard…”

“Did Brangara return?”