NOVGO.NET Chapter 1116: Claiming the Seat of Transcendence
Chapter 1116: Claiming the Seat of Transcendence
The moment Orakha entered the Transcended Plane, Inala took action. He first extracted a Rutham Human Avatar and then reverted to his Pranic Beast form.
Mystic Sumatra Art—Billakin Shrink!
Using it, Inala shed his Brully form and assumed a human form. He had done this to completely slip into the blind spots of anyone who might have been watching him from the start.
State of Unity—Eternal Armoury!
The psychokinesis generated by Eternal Armoury formed a thick cloud. It then wielded the Rutham Human Avatar in the shape of a Brully, standing still.
Inala assumed his Billakin Human Avatar form and began to bombard the floor. The region part of Eternal Armoury was under his control, so he could easily break through it. And then, relying on the endless supply of psychokinesis, he used his Billakin’s destructiveness to begin breaking through the floor of Transcended Plane.
Tertiary Nature—Inherent Recoil!
Thanks to it, when Orakha started his cleanup and latched a clamp upon Inala’s Rutham Brully Human Avatar, the clamp failed to budge it. The Brully Human Avatar had instead gained control over it temporarily, until Orakha churned more Prana and regained control.
’I have time.’ Based on how long the Transcended Plane took to neutralise his Eternal Armoury, Inala calculated how long he had before he wouldn’t be supplied with infinite psychokinesis to move his Spirit Weapons.
The first Eternal Armoury had condensed a large enough cloud of psychokinesis now. Controlling the arm made of Lightning Plasma, it took action and bombarded the area around the Rutham Brully Human Avatar with lightning bolts.
This was merely done to confuse Orakha’s Prana detection means and ensure the latter didn’t detect the hole Inala was digging. One of the bolts fell upon Brood Mother and partially awakened her, forcing Mahira Tusk to focus to extreme levels.
Brood Mother’s danger levels caused a couple more Mystic Tentacle projections to spawn nearby. Of course, since Inala already had a key, they never gazed in his direction.
Inala left a large cloud of psychokinesis above the area he had dug and also limited the cloud’s height to a couple metres from the floor. This way, the Brully’s Rutham Human Avatar form would be fully visible for anyone tat bothered to detect it.
And as expected, after Orakha’s cleanup, Brangara had promptly targeted the Brully Rutham Human Avatar with Spirit Puppets.
And upon seeing the Spirit Puppets keep the Rutham Brully Human Avatar contained, Brangara focused on killing Mahira Tusk first. Even though he could easily shrug through the Transcendent Influence, it would still stun him for a few seconds.
He didn’t want that distraction later, when he seriously raced towards the Seat of Transcendence. That’s why he focused more on the defensive the moment he spotted a Transcendent’s eye underneath him.
In this duration, Renduldu almost shredded through Brangara’s body. However, Brangara also hid within a puppet of himself the moment he got the opportunity. And he made this switch so seamlessly that even Orakha would fail to detect the action.
It wasn’t a matter of speed, but fluidity of transformations.
While fighting Mahira Tusk, Brangara was quickly adapting to Transcendent Influence and formulating a plan to keep Orakha at bay. Only then was he guaranteed to reach the Seat of Transcendence first.
While everyone left in the Transcendent Plane worked their plans, Inala was outside.
“Woah!” Hanging from the Transcendent Plane, Inala stared at the familiar view of Sumatra, “It’s just like in the past.”
Since he had already seen the view once, he knew where the Transcended Plane was situated, ’It’s right underneath Sumatra’s barrier.’
He could physically feel the underside of the Transcended Plane. And upon creating a virtual mark across the barrier as the endpoint, Inala assumed his Billakin Human Avatar form, and travelled like a monkey.
Stretching to the limit of his Spirit Weapon range, his Billakin Spirit Weapon drilled into the Transcended Plane, just barely enough to hook onto it. It consumed his Eternal Armoury to do so, and once the Spirit Weapon had anchored itself, he swung forward, travelling 18 kilometres.
State of Unity—Eternal Armoury!
He unleashed it again and turned his surroundings, especially the one part of the Transcended Plane into Eternal Armoury. With it, he had enough psychokinesis to drill another hook, following which he made a swing and travelled 18 kilometres.
“Gah…” Sweat dripped down his forehead as his Prana started to turn sluggish. He still hadn’t reached half his time limit for maintaining his State of Unity, but its every activation felt like his organs were being put into a twister.
But steadily, he activated Eternal Armoury for a second, just enough to drill a Spirit Weapon into the Transcended Plane, and moved forward.
Away from all eyes, far away into the skies, where a slight misstep would cause him to fall. He wouldn’t splatter upon the ground. No!
The height was so much the friction would evaporate him well in advance, so much so not one native would even notice a streak of fire in the sky.
There was neither tension nor suspense. It was merely the choice of executing a well calculated plan, one where he was guaranteed to attain the Seat of Transcendence. The number or strength of his competitors didn’t matter.
He was the only one with a State of Unity on Sumatra Continent itself. And that gave him an advantage that no one else could even comprehend remotely.
If Inala had wanted to, he could have unleashed his State of Unity at the very beginning itself to block all the portals. The cloud of armoury generated from his Eternal Armoury could move about on their own to block the portals, just like the Influenced Region of Armoury at the Kalahatra Desert.
And whenever they were consumed, they would return to the spot with Eternal Armoury to recharge themselves. They would then hunt all the natives that had entered the Transcended Plane.
Inala could have easily entered the portals and erected an Eternal Armoury at their entrance, on Sumatra. This would have prevented everyone from entering the Transcended Plane.
He didn’t do it only because he has a faster alternative.
“I never felt it as the Royal Zinger, since my opponent had one too. But now, it’s damn clear.” Inala uttered, “Only a State of Unity user can fight against their kind.”
If Inala could maintain his State of Unity long enough, the only one he couldn’t kill in the Transcended Plane was the Brood Mother. Everyone else was game. ’Had my power been potent enough, the Brood Mother would have targeted me.’
’But once I reach the Mystic Grade, she’ll have an incentive to target me.’ As he ruminated, Inala had arrived at his intended spot. “This is it, huh?”
State of Unity—Eternal Armoury!
Inala began to bore a hole through the Transcended Plane’s surface and soon, had entered inside. There it was, right before him, generating the largest pillar of light he had ever seen.
He turned around and noticed a tiny, golden star shining high in the sky, ’That should be Orakha.’
“This will be nice.” He grinned upon realising no one was even remotely close to his position. Inala used a Spirit Weapon to drill a familiar set of words on the floor. “It will trigger his nostalgia.”
[Property of Sir Inala!]
The moment it was done, Inala turned around and stared at the pillar of light. In its centre was a seat, or to be more exact, a Mystic Tentacle assuming a stance where he looked like a chair from afar.
Inala stepped through the pillar of light, feeling his heart thump rapidly under the sheer presence phasing through him. He extended a hand and touched the seat, surprised to see his hand pass right through. ’A hallucination?’
The presence generated by the Major Treasure was distorting the environment to project the image of the Mystic Tentacle posing like a chair. As Inala’s hand passed through the projection, he came into contact with something that resembled an easy chair used by old people.
Major Treasure—Seat of Transcendence!
It was the Mystic Tentacle’s tentacle, shaped like an easy chair. And the moment he touched it, Inala found himself being sucked into the latter.
…
“It’s a success, huh?” Finding himself in his mindspace, Inala chuckled upon staring at the figure of the Mystic Tentacle before him, “To think your mind has been preserved so clearly here, Mikhakatakha.”
“It’s a mere trace of myself, nothing more.” The Mystic Tentacle curled up its lips, “Good job in reaching this far, Inala.”
“Congratulations on reaching the end of your journey.” The Mystic Tentacle raised its hands and clapped softly, “Now, what do you desire?”
“List me everything.” Even if he didn’t want to admit, tears were streaming down his face as Inala struggled to wipe them clean. And as continued to wipe them, a figure silently appeared and stood beside him. It too was shedding tears.
Mikhakatakha alternated its gaze between the Brully and the Royal Zinger before causing a bunch of projections to appear behind it, “These are all the end results that you can achieve.”
The Brully Inala stared at all the projections and immediately focused upon the projection at the very end, which was translucent, unlike the rest that appeared as solid, “That exists.”
“Well, it should.” The Royal Zinger Inala chuckled and then asked the Mystic Tentacle, “The fact that it appears translucent should be due to an incompleteness, right?”
“Yes,” The Mystic Tentacle nodded, “Reaching the Celestial status literally means to attain an infinite growth potential. So, even the Seat of Transcendence cannot complete this build, that’s why it’s translucent.”
“So…” it eyed the two figures before it, “Will you become a Celestial?”
“Is that enough to defeat Nusantara’s Celestial?” The Royal Zinger Inala asked.
“A Celestial grows stronger the longer it has lived.” The Mystic Tentacle spoke, “Even after exhausting all of the Seat of Transcendence’s power, your growth still wouldn’t be enough.”
“Then,” The Brully Inala pointed at a certain build, which showed two solid entities, “I’ll pick that, as originally planned.”
“A solid choice.” The Mystic Tentacle smiled and vanished, “Sumatra will be pleased.”
…
Transcended Plane!
The pillar of light vanished, and standing in its place was Inala, inhaling and exhaling softly as he felt the changes in his being. “Ah!”
Boom!
He felt a spike of presence far away with such intensity that a cloud, visible to the naked eye, formed. The Brood Mother had sensed his presence. And since he was a State of Unity user, with power strong enough to kill her, she blinked towards his location.
Intermediate Mystic Grade Pranic Beast—Empyrean Cosmic Brully!
Inala had reached the end point of his Brully genetics, and upon entering the Mystic Grade, it began to display some of the traits of its source, a Cosmic Being. There were no changes in his Natures, they remained as is.
The only difference was a wart that had appeared in his heart. A piece of Sumatra Gold had already begun to grow in his heart. And its interaction with the Billakin in his heart gave Inala two, overpowered abilities.
First—Imprinted Spirit Weapons!
Any mineral that Inala had touched once and turned into a Spirit Weapon would have an imprint in him. Even without the respective mineral, Inala could turn his Weapon Hands into that Spirit Weapon.
Inala didn’t have any Vachra reserves on his being at the moment. He had left behind all of it at Halmahera. However, since he wielded a Vachra Spirit Weapon before, he could turn his Weapon Hands into Vachra again.
As a plant appeared before him, Inala spontaneously turned his left hand into Vachra while his right remained as Rutham. He then targeted the plant before him, exactly at the moment it transformed into the Brood Mother.
Blood dripped out of his eyes from the sheer influence plaguing him, as even now, it was insane, ’No, it’s stronger now.’
It was thanks to his second ability—Sumatra Gold!
When a Free Human successfully fuses a piece of Sumatra Gold in his Human Avatar, they attain Mystic Grade strength. That was exactly Inala’s case now. Any Spirit Weapon he creates now, irrespective of its grade, will interact with the Sumatra Gold forming in his heart, and then…
Display Mystic Grade Strength!
That meant his Rutham right behaved similar to Rirenal. And his Vachra left, had been enhanced to the Mystic Grade, which also meant the influence it generated upon him. That’s why his eyes began to bleed.
“One day, when I’m prepared enough, I’ll put you to rest.” Inala said as he stared at the Prana Circuit that had formed on the floor and wrapped multiples layers of strings of Prana until the Brood Mother had turned into a cocoon. “Until then,”
Knowing his hastily sprung trap would only hold back the Brood Mother for a few seconds, Inala jumped into the hole he had dug out from, retracting the effects of his State of Unity along the way. The moment he had done so, the hole closed up, since Eternal Armoury was no longer present to slow down its recovery.
“Bye!” Inala waved his hand as he fell out of the Transcended Plane. He created a turbine that sucked and blew out air, enough to generate lift. This would have been a death’s sentence any other time. However now, it was no different from dialling up a friend on call.
Appearing exactly a second later, right behind him while time seemed to have stopped, was the Royal Zinger.
The appearance was of an unfamiliar woman. And as Inala observed, the latter’s body and visage continued to change until it resembled Amita Brimgan.
Once her appearance finished changing, she scowled, “You could have awaited a couple more seconds before summoning me.”
“One of my Zinger Representatives just became me.”
Time resumed once again as Amita Brimgan rejected the notion of erasing Inala. She wrapped the latter in a Mystic Biome Bomb, and teleported away.
Dieng Canyon!
A large army of Quip Clansmen had already gathered here, alongside Zingers. They covered every nook and cranny of the region’s core, from the peaks, the cliffs, and the canyons. They littered the region.
Appearing in the skies was Amita Brimgan, her sight causing all the Quip Clansmen and Zingers alike to bawl in happiness, “Our DEITY has returned!”
“Our DEITY!”
“The Royal Zinger!”
“The Royal Zinger!”
Intermediate Mystic Grade Pranic Beast—Royal Zinger!
Hovering in the amidst the constant cheers, Amita Brimgan communicated with her Mystic Biome Bomb, “Making you reach your genetic limit, splitting our souls, and stabilising my build consumed most of the Seat of Transcendence’s power. The remainder helped develop me. Now, I’m barely holding back its essence that ensures guaranteed Transcendence.”
“Fifteen generations,” Amita Brimgan smiled, “I have grown a total of fifteen generations worth. That brings my strength to a whole other level, especially since I have now been elevated to the Intermediate Mystic Grade.”
“This is everything I wanted from you.” She smiled sweetly while staring at the Mystic Biome Bomb. “Now, the Quip Clan can develop freely, and as they do, I’ll continue progressing through the Grades without setbacks, limitlessly.”
“Do it now.” Came the words from within the Mystic Biome Bomb.
“Indeed,” Amita Brimgan chuckled, “I was about to.”
“Everyone!” Amita Brimgan spread her arms wide and addressed the entirety of the Dieng Canyon, “OUR HOME! WILL BECOME BIGGER!”
“Now,” She threw away the Mystic Biome Bomb with full power and then waited as Bolts of Transcendence rained upon her being. A total of twenty-eight bolts slammed into the Royal Zinger, before the eyes of everyone, and then, a vortex descended from the skies.
“I’ll be back.” Amita Brimgan casually waved at the Quip Clansmen, who let out knowing grins in response. And then, the vortex brought her out of Sumatra…
As a Transcendent!
“It’s a mess out here,” Amita uttered upon seeing Renduldu fighting against four Transcendent Eaters. Suddenly, he glanced at her and opened his mouth wide, like a fish too stunned to speak. All he could do was blink incredulously in response to Amita’s laughter.
“This is how one could maximise the Seat of Transcendence.” Amita Brimgan groaned lazily, “There’s enough life experience in me to surpass even our oldest Mystic Transcendence. And hence, I can do it.”
“I’ve lost the will to live.” As she uttered, her eyes dimmed, causing her Transcendent body to collapse into a large, growing continent.
The Royal Continent!
And spontaneously after, without hesitation, before anyone could even understand what was happening, Sumatra Continent consumed the Royal Zinger Continent.
Rathlana Turf!
As the Major Treasure of Turnip consumed through the hordes of Spine Calibres, employing all his stored reserves, Gatin rushed towards the Major Treasure, holding an Unlimited Predator Sword, and thrust it into the latter. “HAH!”
“HAHAHA!” He roared in joy upon watching the Major Treasure of Turnip consume the Unlimited Predator Sword and shriek in pain, shedding everything foreign from its being. And then, it reverted into Astral World.
“Your Majesty!” Gatin kneeled in joy upon watching Astral World build a human body around itself.
In a matter of seconds, the Astral World settled nicely as the human self’s stomach. He blinked his eyes in confusion before uttering with a soft gasp, “I am back?”
“Your Majesty!” Gatin grabbed the other party’s legs, “Please hurry up and build your strength before Root comes here.”
Thump! Thud!
Upon sensing absolute silence, Gatin raised his head to see Brangara staring away. He followed the latter’s line of sight and noticed a humanoid standing in its end, ’ROOT!’
“Please run, Your Majesty!” Bringing out another Unlimited Predator Sword, Gatin roared defensively, “I’ll hold him back long enough for you to escape. Once you build up your strength, you can easily destroy him.”
“It’s alright, just return.” Brangara snapped his finger and retracted Gatin into his Astral World. He then grabbed Tanpral, the Major Treasure of Subtle Terrain Domination that was accompanying Gatin and stored him in Astral World too.
“There’s one more nearby.” Brangara uttered upon releasing his Prana detection means. He then eyed Root and asked, “So, do you wish to fight?”
“You do realise your life will come to an end once I kill you here, right?” Brangara stretched his hand out, “Turnip no longer exists, and you’re no longer a part of my stack…”
“Exactly,” Root grinned savagely, “I’m no longer a part of your stack.”
“The world no longer revolves around you, Brangara.” Root smirked, waved his hand, and walks away. “Not anymore.”
“And you think it does around you?” Brangara uttered and then paused, feeling a pulse go off across Sumatra Continent. His expression collapsed, “Impossible.”
Blessed Race—Quip Guardian!
“Henceforth, the world does revolve around me.” The Quip Guardian chuckled, “Even if you kill me now, I’ll spawn somewhere else the moment Sumatra needs me.”
“My Deity is extremely capable, you see?” Root laughed as he sprinted away, leaving behind a gawking Brangara.
The moment Sumatra Continent consumed the Royal Continent, it gained the capability to have a second Blessed Race. And the choice, without hesitation, was the Quip guardian.
Now, Sumatra Continent had two Blessed Races to defend itself.
And the individual who had made it possible was lodged in the ground in the Ennoudu Plains. It was where the Mystic Biome Bomb had crashed.
Walking out of it was Inala, in his human form as the Empyrean Cosmic Brully. He looked around at the familiar sights, for he had landed upon the sole mountain in the Ennoudu Plains. “Now, this takes me back.”
It was the place where the Mammoth Fair would be conducted once every century. To a certain extent, his journey had seriously begun past this point.
Slowly, walking towards the edge, Inala flailed his legs as he took in the sights, “This is the most peaceful region on Sumatra. I guess this is where I can build a home to return to, as I journey the Continent.”
“Seriously,” He felt powerful waves from the Dieng Canyon, “The merging of the Royal Continent should be rapidly developing and expanding the Dieng Canyon. It will become a fortress for the Quip Clan and become a region where they could live the most blessed lives possible.”
“Root must also be on his way to the Dieng Canyon.” Inala chuckled for a few minutes, then let out a content smile, “I should get going now. There’s an entire Continent left to explore.”
“Now, how should I publish my travels? It will be exciting. And the people should know about the wonders that Sumatra has to offer.” As he thought about it, it clicked into his mind as Inala jumped off the cliff, “Oh, I know exactly what to title it.”
I’ll Surpass The MC—The End!
…
Thank you everyone, for journeying with me for two plus years. I started this when I had a nightmare about the First Minor Crisis. I was hanging off the sides of the Empyrean Tusk, fighting within one of the grooves on its stomach. Basically, I was pretty much desperately struggling to survive. And then, I see up, and see Resha on the top of the Empyrean Tusk (now, don’t ask me how I could see someone at the top from my position. It physically doesn’t make sense. But you know, dreams have their logic). Wind waved his hair around, and he stood oh so proudly. In essence, he was aura farming.
I woke up, drenched in sweat. And that’s when I decided to write this story. Many things happened along the journey. There were times I wanted to drop it, especially during the Centinger Mating Arc. But I somehow kept going, in hopes to reach Volume 3, which I was excited about. And then, here we are, at the end.
I’m truly grateful for the support I received constantly for two years. Every month, in my privilege, I see those 150 readers constantly supporting month after month. They are primarily why I was able to keep up writing monetary wise, since 70-80% of my income came from my privilege.
It started as a nightmare, and now, we’ve grown into a wonderful community. So, what next? There’s a sequel. I’ve embedded it below, titled [Sumatra’s Greatest Fan]. You can click it and add the Sequel to your library.
You’ll be notified there the moment I start releasing Chapters. As for when the sequel releases, I’m planning around the second week of November or the 1st of December. It’ll be either of the two depending on my stockpile.
I’m getting married in ten days, so my life will be changing a lot. So, once I adjust to my new life’s schedule, I’ll start writing again. Now, for everyone, if you want to mingle with the community and talk to me until my next book launch, please join our Discord server: .gg/cRFZ69thnu
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I became emotional when I wrote the final Chapter. It has become a routine for me, to write a Chapter daily after work. I will take a small break, go on a trip to refresh myself, read the mountain pile of novels I have stockpiled, and then start the sequel with a fresh mind. It will be pretty entertaining, so you can keep your expectations high.
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