Chapter 844: A Tale of 20 Minutes (Part 2)
Dralh Sea-Abode of the Mystics!
In the Palace of the Mystic Humans situated in the Abyss Ring, surrounding a Spirit Eater were four Mystic Human Stamps, each occupied by a Mystic Human who relied on its emission to strengthen their body.
Rumble!
Suddenly, there was a fluctuation of Prana, causing panic among the Mystic Humans before one of the four Minor Treasures of Mystic Human Stamp cracked.
"What's happening?"
"How did it get damaged?"
Just as they wondered, the Mystic Human Stamp shattered as its power collectively condensed to form a pulsing heart, following which the figure of Virala appeared.
"My Lord..." One of the closest Mystic Humans intended to inquire what their plan was, since everyone was aware Virala was killed by Brangara at the Kalahatra Desert. However, before he could finish his sentence, Virala attacked him.
Graahhh!
His expression was a mixture of insanity as Prana was unable to properly circulate through his body. Rather, the Prana began to dissipate as the erratic influence in his mindspace was interfering with the Spirit Container, causing the issue.
"Grahh!" Virala shrieked like a banshee as he attacked the Mystic Human, using the sheer strength behind his fist to shatter the latter's body.
"Something's amiss! He's not his usual self!" One after another, Parute Trees popped up in the palace and surrounded Virala, following which a wave of force pressed upon his body, constricting his motion.Nôv(el)B\jnn
One after another, piece of Tratham Armour covered him, only to be broken as Virala roared. "Constrict him!"
All the available Mystic Humans at the area ganged upon Virala, trying their best to restrict his actions. However, that was easier said than done as even without being able to use Prana or his transformations, Virala's sheer physical might was the highest.
Kaboom!
A portion of the palace walls were shattered as Virala fell out, accompanied by a group of Mystic Humans who were attacking him nonstop. However, most of their attacks barely managed to scratch him.
And hence, they were struggling to bind him.
There were enough powerful Mystic Humans capable of combining their forces to bring down the current virala. However, they were all at the border of the Kalahatra Desert. The ones left behind were kids who had become Mystic Humans in recent years, having not trained much yet.
They were obviously unable to handle the insane Virala.
"Summon her!" One of the Mystic Humans roared as Virala punched a hole through his Tratham armour and pierced his chest, "We need her help."
In response to the shout, the Mystic Human with the highest amount of Prana in the region condensed his Tratham Armour and fired a red laser beam in the direction of the Cooter- Brimgan Channel.
The beam slammed into a large wall posted atop a tower, forming a dispersed, engraving that barely communicated the set of words below...
[Summon her to the palace! Urgent!]
The Mystic Human posted watch at the tower hurriedly unleashed a red beam of light further in the direction of the Cooter-Brimgan Channel, transmitting the message from one tower to another until it reached the line of towers manned by the Brimgan Empire.
Soon, the message was transmitted to the target. And within an hour, a figure flickered across the Cooter-Brimgan Channel, barely causing any ripple in the waters.
Mystic Nature Art-Prana Flash x4!
It was a small sphere, covered by multiple blades that aerodynamically cut through the air while the shockwaves of Prana perfectly propelled the figure forward. It was none other than Ruvva, her expression tensed as she hurried to the Abode of the Mystics, 'Considering the sour state of our relationship, the Mystic Humans wouldn't have sought to summon me unless they were absolute desperate.'
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