I'll Surpass The MC - Chapter 879

Chapter 879: Show Me Your Sincerity

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Kalahatra Desert!

A year after the end of the Third Major Disaster, a golden chakram speeding through the skies carried two individuals. Forest Boars helplessly stared at it from the ground, unable to target something kilometres above them.

A thumb-sized sphere flashed across the surface, too fast for their eyes to follow, not to mention for their bodies to react and target.

After a speedy travel, the chakram stopped a kilometre away from the region under the control of the Infinite Divine Soldier. It was a lake of blood, strewn by the endless Forest Boars that the Infinite Divine Soldier had killed.

If his State of Harmony was deactivated for even an instant, Yahard Tusk would die, since he had tanked too many attacks from the State of Unity of both the Celestial Boar and the Royal Zinger. Therefore, he maintained his Infinite Divine Soldier.

With a body of Rirenal, the Infinite Divine Soldier was too fast and strong to be overwhelmed. Hence, in the past year, none of Yahard Tusk's deaths were due to the Forest Boars. Instead, he only killed himself whenever he ran out of Prana to fight.

Reviving granted a full stock of Prana, the only replenishment option in his current state. Human Avatars were mineral bodies and couldn't digest organic substances, digest them, and produce Prana.

The Infinite Divine Soldier stared upward to observe the golden chakram, "It took even you a whole year to collect enough heads, Boul Brimgan?"

There was no response from atop the chakram. As the Infinite Divine Soldier squinted to see better, a figure leapt from the chakram and transformed. The colossal entity, akin to a mountain, landed with a thunderous thud and quaked the ground, generating a powerful storm that splashed around a sand tsunami, swatting away hundreds of Forest Boars.

Spanning a length of two kilometres, a breadth of 0.6 kilometres, and a height of 1.6 kilometres, this was a moving mountain, hailing from one of the two races worshipped as a Deity on Sumatra.

"Ah...! Ahhh! AHHH!" A trunk that spanned a breadth of 150 metres and a length of 1.8 kilometres stretched until it stopped right before a Yahard Tusk who screamed in joy, confusion, and relief, "You...you were alive! ALIVE! Thank..."

Expert Gold Grade Pranic Beast-Empyrean Tusk!

Yahard Tusk paused, observing that the Empyrean Tusk before him seemed familiar at first glance, but also sported varying features, "Harrala...no, you look more like Gannala...you're not Gannala. Who...who are you?"

[You seem confused!]

The trunk slowly poised itself upwards and spewed out a torrent of severed heads, all preserved within filaments of skin. The presence emanating from the severed heads were a mixture of Quip Clansmen and Wean Clansmen.

The severed heads began to pile up right beyond the Infinite Divine Soldier's range, steadily encircling the place as their height reached a whopping two hundred metres and seemed to be growing further beyond.

"Who are you?" The Infinite Divine Soldier asked in a fluster as the trunk gently coiled around and lifted it into the sky. In confusion, all of Yahard Tusk's senses were focused on the familiar but unfamiliar Empyrean Tusk before him, too caught up to realise the end of the trunk had gently touched the ground and then casually sucked in all the Rirenal covering the place.

"Answer me!" Yahard Tusk shouted when the trunk coiling the Infinite Divine Soldier vanished, causing its figure to plop atop a pile of severed heads.

After sucking in all the Rirenal covering the ground, only the Forest Boar blood was left behind in the crater, resulting in a pond. The Empyrean Tusk then spewed a batch of severed heads in it until it filled up the place and piled atop it.

It had been done with such expert precision that Yahard Tusk didn't even realise something was amiss. And even now, as the Infinite Divine Soldier landed atop the pile, it didn't suspect anything, since the Rirenal was buried pretty deep. It wasn't using its senses on its surroundings but had focused everything on the woman who had appeared in the place of the Empyrean Tusk.

"You..." Staring at the tall human woman who began to walk in his direction, Yahard Tusk roared in fury, "Are you Brangara's daughter?"

"Idiot!" An arrogant voice resounded from the woman as she sauntered within the Infinite Divine Soldier's attack range. There was a golden flash as the Infinite Divine Soldier hacked at the woman, blurting out in shock upon seeing tusk bone armour cover the latter.

The armour was dense enough that even after tanking a full-powered attack from the Infinite Divine Soldier's sword, the woman's figure only budged a couple centimetres. She then raised her hand and flicked the side of the Rirenal Sword, unleashing a compressed wave of Prana.

Mystic Nature Art-Prana Shock x4!

The compressed shockwave transformed into a blade and cracked the Rirenal sword first before transforming into a blunt shockwave that progressed the crack further. And then, the woman's flick shattered it.

"I am Ruvva," The woman said and exhaled, using the wind force generated from her exhale to blow away the shards.

"Ruvva?" Just as the Infinite Divine Soldier condensed another Rirenal Sword, it stopped in its tracks, "You mean...Virala's daughter?"

"Obviously!" Ruvva rolled her eyes, "Is there anyone else with the same name that can stop a Mystic Tentacle's attack?"

get all this." Ruvva then glared at the Infinite Divine Soldier, "I neither have the time nor the patience to hunt them individually. You only wanted their heads, so don't complain."

"No... I'm not complaining," Yahard Tusk tried to maintain a poker face but couldn't control

himself. A twisted laughter echoed in the place as he muttered with hatred, "This should have hurt them a lot."

"Sure it did," Ruvva nodded and didn't comment much, waiting for Yahard Tusk to become

satisfied in his twisted sense of revenge, 'I only killed four from each side and merely emulated their Prana signatures with some variations. This is too easy.'

Minor Treasure-Spirit Puppet!

Virala's four Minor Treasures were given to Boul Brimgan to return to the Mystic Humans

when he was about to meet with Ruvva. With Virala not in a sane condition, the Mystic Humans ought to have requested Ruvva to be their temporary leader.

So it was enough to give the minor Treasures to her. That was Boul Brimgan's thought

process. And using the Minor Treasure of Spirit Puppet, Ruvva made a bunch of Spirit Puppets and severed their heads.

Mystic Humans treated their bodies as Spirit Weapons, and therefore could vary their shape.

Using this, Ruvva altered the appearance of the severed heads a little each, using the four she killed as the base.

As for Prana signature, that was even easy. She could casually emulate the Prana signatures of others with her talent, store the respective Prana in a few Spirit Containers, and stuff them within the severed heads to give them a realistic feeling of being part of either the Wean Clan

or the Quip Clan.

The Empyrean Tusks had such techniques, which both Inala and Virala were aware of. Inala

gained the information from Gannala and improved upon it for his usage at the Dralh Sea.

Virala used Bloody Affection on all the Empyrean Tusks and gained this information, which

was later inherited by Ruvva during her birth. And through her talent, it didn't take her long to create something similar through Mystic Nature Art.

Her forgery was at a level beyond what Yahard Tusk could see through. Though he had the

power of the silver Empyrean Tentacle, Ruvva could harness its capabilities at a much more profound level.

"Hah," Yahard Tusk sighed after a while and stared at Ruvva, "As per the terms, I'll give you Rirenal..."

"About that," Ruvva interjected, "The terms are unfair, don't you think?"

"I'm not changing my mind..." Yahard Tusk retorted but was interjected by Ruvva once again.

"Grehha is dead," Ruvva lied calmly, continuing without giving Yahard Tusk enough time to react, "He underestimated Unlimited Predator and died before he could finish his plans."

"Now," Ruvva pointed at herself, "I'm the sole Empyrean Tusk on Sumatra. It's up to me

whether or not the Mammoth Clan has a future."

"So," She extended her hand towards the Infinite Divine Soldier, "Whether I let things rest

here or rebuild the Mammoth Clan depends entirely on your sincerity."

"What do you say?"