NOVGO.NET Chapter 1100: Calamity Recovery (Part 3)
Chapter 1100: Calamity Recovery (Part 3)
“Urgh…”
“Urgh…grah…grrr…!”
“Gruoh…what…happened?” It felt like a siren was blasting through his ears as Wally felt a searing headache. His vision was hazy, his eyelids struggling to open. A second’s confusion later, he noticed that was because his eyelids had grown to a metre in size and somehow weighed as much as the tusk of an Empyrean Tusk.
He tried to get up, but couldn’t, as his legs had been flattened. Now, tendrils jutted out of it and crawled up the midriff, approaching the head.
A sharp cut later, the mutating parts were severed. Rolling to the side, Wally gasped as his Prana was rapidly returning his body to normalcy.
He then stared at the severed portions that were in the process of morphing into Pranic Beasts, “Hmph!”
The morphing creatures were crushed into pulp, mixed into the ground and was ionised, turning the entirety into a molten mess. It took him close to a minute to fully regenerate. Only then was he able to focus on his surroundings, noticing that the lake was no more.
In its place was a crater filled with bubbling blood, from which a bunch of Pranic Beasts popped up. Suddenly, a Mystic Ewworm lashed at them and swallowed them all.
Being flung into the air was Brangara, in his hand was the Minor Treasure of Spirit Puppet. Prana surged into the Minor Treasure as he shot Mystic Ewworm puppets with the head of the Empyrean Boar King and tails sporting Tratham stamps to accelerate itself.
The projectiles slammed into a target and seemed to sunk into the latter.
“Fully devoured, huh?” Brangara uttered as he landed on the mountain range, staring at the unbudging figure of the Brood Mother. She stood without any knowledge that she was bleeding from across the body, oozing blood that polluted the place.
However, her attention was completely on the Mystic Biome Bomb in her hands. Her eyes widened as they formed across her forehead, and slowly, she uttered, “I recognise this smell.”
“It belongs to that pinnacle being.” As she spoke, her fingers dug into the Mystic Biome Bomb, casually poking open a hole. The fingers of both her hands dug into it as she began to rip it apart.
[Stop!]
A Tangible Piezo Slip slammed into it, significantly stronger than what was used on Brangara. However, that did nothing. Or rather, at the point of contact with the Brood Mother, a patch of her skin fell off, alongside the Prana within the Tangible Piezo Slip.
Before it could touch the floor, it turned into a Silver Grade Pranic Beast, which hurriedly scurried away in fear.
Expert Gold Grade Pranic Beast—Zinger Representative!
Assuming her Pranic Beast form, Zhya delivered a punch onto the Brood Mother, grunting upon seeing the latter not even budge from the attack.
Zhya swerved around to come before the Brood Mother, all while grabbing the Mystic Biome Bomb with her hands to pull it out of the Brood Mother’s hold. However, the moment she grabbed it, she failed to budge it, ’What…the fuck?’
The Brood Mother’s hands, looking no different from an ant’s antennae before Zhya’s Zinger Representative form, wasn’t budging in the slightest. As Zhya cranked more strength into her hold, a fist flew out of the ground and struck her right in the face.
She didn’t budge from the attack. Instead, she flexed her jaw a little, and coursed a resonant shockwave through the fist, exploding whatever creature was behind the attack.
As the Brood Mother continued to bleed, bizarre creatures spawned, and unanimously, targeted Zhya.
“Let…go!” Zhya grunted as she tried to wring the Mystic Biome Bomb from the Brood Mother’s hands. She couldn’t let it fall into the Brood Mother’s hands, for it was the one she had given Wally.
All the Minor Treasures of Linked Transfer were in it. The Brood Mother had been attracted to them in the first place, which was why she made her was to the Death Tentacle Ruins.
[That’s it!]
She communicated using a Tangible Piezo Slip and then caused her body to turn jet-black while only the radiance of her Bolt of Transcendence nervous system shone through. Her three Natures synchronised and then, she modified it.
State of Harmony—Zinger Roar!
Mystic Royal Art—Resonant Shock!
The entirety of the Brood Mother’s left hand crumpled into powder from the attack. Instead of unleashing the shockwave as a blast, Zhya conducted it through the Brood Mother’s arms. She focused on the left arm the most, for it had dug into the Mystic Biome Bomb.
“Urgh!” Came a soft grunt from the Brood Mother as the Mystic Biome Bomb moved out of her grasp. The moment a string of Prana formed out of the Mystic Biome Bomb and extended to make contact with Zhya’s outstretched finger, allowing her to pull it away, something seemed to stir in response.
In one instant, Zhya was victorious. In her perspective, even though the damage dealt by her Zinger Roar was less than her expectations, she still succeeded in gaining possession of the Mystic Biome Bomb.
The next instant, she noticed a lump burst out of the Brood Mother to grandly expand in side. Another instant later, the lump sprouted a hand. In the final instant, it turned into an arm.
“Ah…!” Was all Zhya could utter as she was swatted away like a literal fly. Despite possessing a body made out of Attribute Water, she was still swatted away so casually.
“Sister!” Wally shouted in shock to see Zhya’s figure breaking through the mountain range and continue to fly away, crashing into one obstacle after another. There were droplets of Attribute Water spilling everywhere along the path, showing just how powerful the attack was.
Shudder!
Slowly, Wally turned his head to stare at the cause that could send even Zhya flying away. “My…goodness!”
He recognised the arm, the strongest arm on Sumatra, belonging to a creature whose strength was majorly concentrated in its arms.
The Royal Zinger!
This wasn’t just the Royal Zinger’s arm, but rather the stitched product of its 10-Life Stage. This arm was as tough as an Iron Transcendent, and was used to attack the Celestial Boar during the Third Major Disaster.
The arm dwarfed the Brood Mother’s body, causing the latter to actually stagger in response. She grunted once and severed herself from the arm, following which the arm lowered before her to dangle a Mystic Biome Bomb before her.
When it swatted Zhya away, a string of Prana shot out of it and stitched the Mystic Biome Bomb to its palm.
Major Treasure—Palm!
The Brood Mother had used it the moment she felt the need to do so. She then regenerated her left hand and grabbed the Mystic Biome Bomb, taking a mere second to tear it apart.
The space within exploded out, causing a powerful gust. Instinctively, she opened her mouth as her head grow large in response, making it easy for her to swallow everything that flew out of the Mystic Biome Bomb.
However, her mouth was empty. And in the instant an eye formed on the mouth, it noticed a golden flash.
“That isn’t yours to keep!” Hovering in the air while gasping faintly was Orakha. He eyed the Death Tentacle Ruins and waved his hand, causing the grey sand in the region to turn into regular sand.
Instantly, the world brightened, making it easier for him to observe everything. Next to him, a couple dozen pillars of light formed. At the last moment, Orakha managed to grab all the Minor Treasures of Linked Transfer.
Upon surveying the surroundings, he noticed Brangara. The latter’s stance, his breathing pace, and most of all, his eyes. A glance at them was enough for Orakha to make a decision.
A spinning drill made out of Prana flashed into existence and struck Brangara, sending him skidding away as he managed to crank up his defences using psychokinesis.
Mystic Kinesis Art—Spirit Weapon Switch!
Thirty suck drills made of Prana targeted Brangara one after another with enough lethality to force the latter into complete defence.
Raising his hands, Brangara watched dozens of flashes appear in his line of sight and instantaneously target him. All he could manage was to expand his arms into a shield and cover his head and heart.
With a serious expression, he glared at Orakha, feeling a pulsing sensation in his eyes grow stronger, ’I have a minute or two at most. Then, the Seat will reveal itself.’
Gradually, his vision was turning violet as the attacks bombarded him relentlessly.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, a pillar of light hovered before him, confusing him Brangara. It was the Minor Treasure of Linked Transfer. As he wondered why, he got his answer. The attacks sent him right before Brood Mother, “You…damn!”
The Brood Mother extended her arm in an effort to grab the Minor Treasure, but Brangara was in the way. A thin ring of Rirenal covered the Minor Treasure and was moving it to ensure Brangara always stood between the Minor Treasure and Brood Mother.
“You’re a Mystic Human now?” Came Orakha’s voice as all the Minor Treasures hovered behind Brangara, “Then, rely on your boastful resistance and deal with the enemy before you.”
“Scurry for me, Brangara.” Orakha said while remaining high up in the sky, far beyond reach. All he did was move the Minor Treasures using psychokinesis, easily keeping up with Brangara’s top speed, “You can move fast, alright?”
“But here, you’re outclassed in terms of speed.”
“Shit!” Having finished digesting the rest of the Tratham he had ejected before, Brangara blasted his body to the mountain peak, only to see the Minor Treasures waiting at his destination well in advance.
And also, flickering into existence before the Minor Treasures was the Brood Mother. Spontaneously in response to her arrival, the Minor Treasures turned into a golden flash and moved behind Brangara, as he fell towards the mountain peak.
Standing at his destination, now curling her head up like a serpent to stare at him was none other than the Brood Mother, “Dammit!”