Chapter 363 Your End Is Here, Boar King!
Shockwaves coursed through the Empyrean Boar King's mouth and segregated the figure of fake Virala from the rest. The rest were crushed into paste instantly and found their place in its stomach while Prana surged into the fake Virala, keeping the latter constricted through shockwaves.
'If he dies, then it's his fault.' Without hesitation, the Empyrean Boar King chomped on the fake Virala hard, consuming the latter. It then observed through its Primary Nature of Voracious Nature that it didn't get any Nature from the fake Virala.
In a moment, it understood the reason, for the fake Virala had two Natures. But upon seeing what the Natures were, it knew it had been fooled once again, 'They are merely two Natures of Prana Shock. He fooled me again. But this time, I'm closer.'
The Empyrean Boar King was able to note down the fact that Loot was able to equip others with a second Nature of his choice, considering how he deliberately equipped the fake Virala with the same Nature as his Primary Nature.
Three Life Bombs—given by Inala—spun before it as the Empyrean Boar King tried to detect traces of Virala, grinding its teeth in anger upon being unable to detect him anymore. But right at this moment, without its realisation, blood gushed out of its being, forcibly extracted by the 104th Empyrean Tusk who appeared overhead and stomped with its legs.
"What...?" The Empyrean Boar King was stunned, feeling weak when it tried to use Prana, as it lost a considerable sum through its stolen blood. The potency of this ability was on par with what it used against the Empyrean Tusks, capable of being unleashed only after two Natures of Bloody Affection were stacked upon each other and activated.
As a result, the Empyrean Boar King was unable to gather enough strength on time, getting stomped into the ground by the 104th Empyrean Tusk that used all its weight, raising its density to the limit permitted by its Prana reserves.
Boom!
The ground quaked under the impact. But right as the foot of the 104th Empyrean Tusk made contact with its body, the Empyrean Boar King took on his human form, obtaining some moving space as he evaded the blow at the last moment.
But right as he swerved to the side, an intense force of gravity enveloped him, constricting him to the spot. He felt heavy, unable to move when a thick layer of earth, solidified from lava formed around his body, from below the neck, fully restricting his movements.
The Boar King was stunned, 'Fuck! I fell into their trap!'
His eyes widened in shock as he stared to his left to see the figure of Raaha that had sneaked up on him at some point in time, condensing a sword of plasma that held a voracious amount of Prana, created to be a weapon capable of killing the Boar King.
Raaha had used all his Prana on this one attack, having been charging it up all along. Followed by a grunt, he thrust it forward, aiming straight for the Boar King's heart.
At the same time, attacking from the Boar King's right was the figure of Resha, having transformed into a humanoid titan with its hand shaped into a nail-like hammer, with its sharp tip aimed at the Boar King's head. It was heavy, its density raised to dozens of tonnes, concentrating the weight of all the biomes in its body and the body's mass into the tip.
If the attack makes contact, even the Boar King's head would splatter. Raaha aimed for his heart while Resha aimed for his head. With his body constricted to the spot, the Boar King was unable to free himself and move fast enough to evade the attack.
Death!
This was the first time the Boar King felt death creep upon him after he became a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast. Seeing the two attacks approach him, inching closer, his perception stretched itself to the limit to make him perceive time as slowly as possible.
Three metres, two metres, one metre...right as the plasma sword and the bone hammer nail made contact with the respective targeted spot on his body, the Boar King sighed, 'It has come to this point, huh?'
'Take pride in forcing me to such a state.' He closed his eyes for an instant and opened them, his gaze morphing, no longer caring about holding back.
Astral Chart—Subtle Terrain Dominance X2!
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