Chapter 866: I Guess This Is My End
"I see," Brangara muttered upon seeing the Zinger's response. He then pondered for a minute and asked, "Do you have any specific reason for the answer?"
"There's a colossal chasm between spontaneous intelligence and systematic intelligence." The Minor Treasure of Zinger bowed in servitude, "You cannot expect a spark of genius to outclass the systematic planning of another genius."
"I get what you're saying," Brangara nodded and turned to face Gatin, "There you go, that's the opponent you'll be dealing with."
"Yes," Gatin Vara nodded, "I'll be meticulous and will plan extensively."
"That's it then," Brangara nodded and then faced the Minor Treasure of Zinger, placing his hand on the latter's head as he seeped his Astral World's influence and asked, "Now, tell me the relationship between the Zinger race and the Royal Zinger."
"We're under the Royal Zinger's absolute control." The Minor Treasure of Zinger stated without hesitation.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
"What about you?" Brangara asked next, his eyes only narrowing subtly for a moment, having suspected the same.
"I am a Zinger," The Minor Treasure of Zinger stated as a matter of fact. That revealed everything.
"If Inala and I were to command you, whose decision would you prioritise?" Brangara asked next.
"Yours," The Minor Treasure of Zinger said, continuing upon seeing Brangara smile subtly, "Unless the Royal Zinger orders me otherwise."
"I see..." Brangara muttered in disappointment, "Can the orders pass through my Astral World to command you?"
"No," The Minor Treasure of Zinger shook its head, "It can be sound, sight, smell, energy, anything. But something of the Royal Zinger should make contact with me. Otherwise, I cannot go against the Astral World's commands."
"So, when did this happen?" Brangara asked next, 'Is it from before I consumed this Zinger and turned it into a Tangible Nature?'
"While chasing after the two Empyrean Tusks," The Minor Treasure of Zinger stated, "You had let me out..."
'In that short time frame?' Brangara was in a state of shock as he closed his eyes and let out a long, drawn-out sigh, in defeat, 'It's my loss, Inala. I can't even fathom how deep your plans run. But you've even planned something within my Astral World, in the core of my power.'
"What were you ordered to do?" Brangara then asked the Zinger, his expression trembling upon seeing the latter stare at the Minor Treasure of Death Knell. "How does he..."
"Haha," He stared at the Minor Treasure of Zinger and then waved his hand, 'So, I lost before the fight even began. While I gathered information about his abilities by tanking the attacks, he had a complete picture of mine.'
"I order you," Brangara uttered as he stared at the Minor Treasure of Zinger, "Encase yourself with a Prana Bomb and don't move until the Royal Zinger is dead. After that, you're to follow Gatin Vara in accordance to my plans."
"Yes," The Minor Treasure of Zinger nodded and spontaneously covered itself with a Prana Bomb. Brangara then wrapped an Unlimited Predator Satellite on the Prana Bomb, thereby ensuring Inala's methods wouldn't reach the Zinger, 'Now, it'll only work to satisfy my objective.'
"If you ever hear news about the birth of another Royal Zinger," Brangara commanded Gatin Vara and pointed at the Prana Bomb, "You know what to do. Plan in such a way you can steal its powers without risking falling under the Royal Zinger's control."
"Now, everyone except the Death Knell can leave." Brangara waved his hand after placing 99 Tangible Natures in his Astral World. As for the remaining Tangible Natures that hadn't been activated until now, Brangara simply filled their reserve of Prana, elevated them through the Life Stage as much as he could and then bode them farewell.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Gatin Vara bowed in response, gathered all the Minor Treasures and Tangible Natures and began to walk away, stumbling in shock all of a sudden upon hearing faint...cries.
Hik! Hiek! Kuk!
They were extremely subtle, almost inaudible, but they were there, Brangara's cries. For a moment, every Tangible Nature-Minor and Major Treasures included-stood rooted to the spot, in shock, paralysed by it, disoriented by reality.
"Act like you hadn't heard anything," Tanpral, the Major Treasure of Empyrean Snapper whispered in the ears of everyone and gently urged them forward also ensuring to block out the cries of Brangara. This way, the group could steel their resolve and forge forward, "This humiliation faced by our Deity...it's up to us to overcome it."
"You need to step up as our leader," Tanpral patted Gatin Vara on the shoulder, "Don't lose sight of our objective. Remember that our enemy is significantly stronger than us and has a greater potential for development. Unless we don't reinvent our powers, we'll never manage to make a mark."
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