I'll Surpass The MC - Chapter 1004

Chapter 1004: 1 Versus 92

Shuwrak Zahara was at the 3-Life Stage. With the Tangible Millinger’s actions, he avoided losing a life. He also had two more Tangible Millingers in his Human Avatar. So, his situation wasn’t threatened yet.

However, that didn’t mean he could stare with a placid mind as the Tangible Millinger that he had spent years nurturing get damaged with such severity. His eyes turned red as he glared at Wenka, "You...DARE?"

The Tangible Millinger had most of a Millinger’s physical toughness. So, it was still alive, despite being hit by a 180-metre-radius sphere. The stone sphere had struck at the spot between its neck and body, damaging it the most.

Even if it wasn’t dead, the Tangible Millinger couldn’t break free, for it was fully crushed under the stone twice as big as its body. However, as long as Shuwrak Zahara manages to come into contact with it, he could retract it into his Human Avatar.

Right as he charged towards it, a Prison Bomb slammed into him, forcing him to counter it. But this time, right as he destroyed it, one of the Prison Bomb’s fragments glowed faintly and latched a string of Prana on him.

"Urgh!" The string of Prana fully bound him, forcing him to waste another couple seconds to burst the Prana flowing through it and sever it into pieces.

Gurgle!

By the time he managed to break free, the 180-metre-radius stone sphere had already ground the Tangible Millinger to paste, as the four Prana Stitches with the power of Accel Hurl kept spinning it.

Wenka had arrived beside the boulder by now, holding a string of Prana protruding out of a Gold Biome Bomb as he waved it through the mess, absorbing all the Prana that formed the Tangible Millinger as it dissipated.

"You know..." Wenka expressed his disappointment as he stared at Shuwrak Zahara’s charging figure. "Since you were the brother of that woman, I guess I was expecting too much from you."

"But what is with this pathetic display?" Wenka condensed another rock in his Prison Bomb and threw just the rock at Shuwrak Zahara, forcing the latter to defend passively. "Among the Quip Clan’s Zinger Princes, I’m ranked towards the rear."

"Someone with a build as special as yours should have been able to kill me without a struggle." Wenka complained and then shot an eye towards Inala, ’I guess he didn’t train any of them.’

’Seems he has no intentions to do so.’ He watched Inala fight without releasing even a tinge of killing intent until now. Upon noticing his gaze, Inala redirected a portion of Rutham artillery at him.

Wenka condensed stone in a Prison Bomb and used it as a shield. Once the golden spikes penetrated the Prison Bomb, he expertly coated them with a layer of dust, thereby gaining control over them.

Since the golden spikes were outside Inala’s Spirit Weapon range, Wenka could easily gain control over them, since any object covered by a layer of substance through his Prison Bomb became his Spirit Weapon.

Of course, unlike the Clumped Finger, this was only applicable until the object remained within the Prison Bomb.

Hence, to avoid damaging it, Wenka turned the Prison Bomb intangible and relied solely on the stone condensed within to defend himself.

Pat! Pa! Pata!

There were constant pitter-patters as golden spikes rained down across the place. Hiding behind a Homing Satellite were Hunsar and Rhonya, helpless.

Hunsar was leaking blood from his orifices, having fallen victim to the effects of Shield of Thorns that used employed. He had used his Prana detection means to sense the incoming direction of the golden spikes, which Inala had taken advantage of.

With a Spirit Weapon range of 1.8 kilometres, Inala could position his Rutham Spirit Weapon—in the shape of a Millinger head—anywhere within it, followed by a golden flash. As it rained golden spikes, it constantly changed its position throughout the range.

That made it hard to predict its path without a Prana detection means. It was why Hunsar had resorted to it. But the moment he had done so, Inala applied the effect of Shield of Thorns on the Rutham Spirit Weapon.

Rutham right hand, Shield of Thorns left hand, Silver Biome Bomb controlled by the Major Treasure of Weapon, and finally, holding the Billakin Hammer on his left, Inala slowly walked towards the closest Homing Satellite, with poise.

Chirp!

The Quip Clan army had arrived, spontaneously attacking him without hesitation. Four zinger Aristocrats catapulted themselves towards Inala and spun their bodies. Each wielded two strings of Prana that phased through hundreds of golden spikes and carried them into the air.

Primary Nature—Tangible Psychokinesis!

Through the power of psychokinesis present in the strings of Prana, coupled by their spin, the Zinger Aristocrats released the golden spikes at Inala.

’They instantly analysed the situation through sight alone, and to prevent being countered by Shield of Thorns, they threw the Rutham spikes back at me from afar.’ Inala thought, grinning in interest, ’Good! That’s how it should be.’

He was liking the way his opponents fought, especially the sheer efficiency with which Hunsar took care of Loya. ’As expected of the Clansman with the most experience in this group. He quickly analysed Loya’s strengths and weaknesses and capitalised on the latter.’

In his opinion, Wenka and Rhonya left a lot to be desired, especially Wenka, ’For a Zinger Prince, he’s pretty weak. Had Kenka Echo been fighting in his place, Shuwrak Zahara would have lost within a minute.’

The Zinger Prince was the second strongest existence in the Quip Clan and was literally supposed to be the Quip Clan’s spear in war. Therefore, the most they could lose in a one-on-one fight in the Gold Grade was against a Deity.

Against anyone else, they are supposed to emerge victorious quickly. ’Shuwrak Zahara has a special build, but he’s not that talented in fights. In a one-on-one fight, he’ll lose against a Millinger easily.’

That was why Inala wasn’t satisfied with Wenka’s performance, ’He is an Advanced Gold Grade Pranic Beast and has three Natures. But against a Beginner Gold Grade Millinger with two Natures, he would lose.’

Inala counted the Gold Biome Bomb in Wenka’s possession into the equation. Even with this assistance, he didn’t think the latter would win against a Millinger.

’However,’ He regrew his Rutham right hand and morphed it to form a shield and defended against the golden spikes, ’These Zinger Aristocrats are faring better.’

Zinger Aristocrats were the most active and relevant force in the Quip Clan. It was mostly them that made contact with other forces and solved through issues. And also, as Silver Grade existences, they had to face lots of threats throughout Sumatra.

They had a solid death rate, which is why the older ones have significant experience and versatility to stay alive on Sumatra.

"Rutham, Shield of Thorns, and that..." A Zinger Aristocrat observed Inala as she unfurled her wings. Extending from her twin tails was a string of Prana each. She curled the first string of Prana to resemble the blades of a fan.

The second string of Prana seeped into the ground and tugged at it hard using psychokinesis, pulling her body forward. Extending her wings wide, the Zinger Aristocrat glided forward. "Follow my lead."

At her words, all the Zinger Aristocrats joined suit, encircling Inala well beyond his Spirit Weapon range. They began to rotate. As everyone had curled a string of Prana to resemble a fan, it sliced through the air and redirected it towards the centre of the encirclement.

In a matter of seconds, a tornado had formed as the Zinger Aristocrats continued to accelerate their bodies in the circular formation and fed into the tornado.

Secondary Nature—Accel Hurl!

Tertiary Nature—Prana Stitch!

Prana Stitch—Accel Hurl!

The two effects of Accel Hurl were harnessed onto the string of Prana they had seeped into the ground, cranking up the speed at which it shot into the ground and pulled them towards it. In a simple harmonic motion, the Zinger Aristocrats moved through their circular path.

’Wow!’ Inala admired their actions, for in the time he took to defend against the hail of golden spikes, the Zinger Aristocrats had already set up their next attack, which was a tornado. The thick wall of air served as both an offence and defence, trapping Inala in the centre.

Exactly two seconds later, as if they had communicated beforehand, all the Zinger Aristocrats had gathered Prana into their throats and shrieked.

Mystic Royal Art—Tangible Piezo Slip!

[Punch Yourself!]

Bang!

His Rutham right punched him squarely in the face as he was bombarded with the Tangible Piezo Slips like a torrential downpour. He had already used Millanir on his left to unleash the effect of Refractive Inhibition.

It was reinforced by the psychokinesis boost granted by Rutham, so he could fire off his attacks quickly and inhibit the packets of Prana with the effects of Tangible Piezo Slip. However, in a short few seconds, Inala had inhibited hundreds.

But thousands more breached the defences and struck him, "Urgh!"

His head spun as his Rutham right landed a second punch, squarely in the jaw. And then, taking advantage of his momentarily disoriented state, the Zinger Aristocrats shifted their strategy.

Prana Stitch—Prana Bomb!

Secondary Nature—Accel Hurl!

Hundreds of Prana Bombs covered Inala’s vision, ’Sheesh!’

’The moment I changed my Shield of Thorns to Millanir, they threw Prana Bombs at me.’ Inala began to chuckle nervously, ’Well done, brats!’

’Well done!’