I'll Surpass The MC - Chapter 900

Chapter 900: Sphinger and Bulging Snapper



Beginner Gold Grade Pranic Beast-Sphinger!

With a Prana capacity of 3880 and a lifespan of 1010 years, even though it was built like a menace, with a cross-section of 20 metres at its largest and reaching a length of 140 metres, a Sphinger was anything but a fighter.

It lived in some of the outer edges of the Dieng Canyon and primarily preyed upon the Zingers. However, it didn't use its robust body to hunt but instead to cower and lie in wait at a

corner.

Primary Nature-Fissile Drills!

The body of a Sphinger mimicked the Dieng Canyon's terrain, from colour and texture to even the designs. The branch-like wings on its midriff were built to resemble the Decodus Tree roots dangling down the canyon's cliffs.

It was virtually impossible to detect if it were to latch onto the cliff and not move, as its camouflage was perfect. At rest, it could remain immobile for days, not even requiring to breathe. Thereby, even a Prana detection means wouldn't register anything.

A Sphinger remained in this pose and patiently waited for days until a large enough batch of Zingers glided across the canyon it hid within. When it was the moment to strike, its tail poised up like a scorpion as a conical apparatus formed on it and was then launched into the sky.

Once launched, it spun like a drill and collapsed due to centrifugal force, breaking into thousands of spinning shrapnel, all shaped like drills. This hail shower targeted the Zingers and punctured holes in their gliding membranes, causing them to fall to their deaths.

After a successful attack, the Sphinger would retreat into the ground, using its tail to drill. The Nature of Fissile Drills was meant to target the Zingers. By half-activating it, the Sphinger could treat its tail segment as a Spirit Weapon and use it to drill into the earth.

A Sphinger would tunnel its way to the canyon area where the Zingers had fallen, popping up for short instances to gobble up the Zinger bodies before quickly retreating into the ground. This was the only way it could survive.

After all, prolonged exposure meant it would be bombarded by a hail of Prana Bombs. Even if its robust body could tank the damage, the pain from having its Prana siphoned in multiple directions would knock even it unconscious. It would then be slowly beaten up by a massive horde of Zingers.

Of course, such a scenario almost never happened, as the Sphinger had evolved to hunt the Zingers in the Dieng Canyon.

'Its stealth is unmatched in the Dieng Canyon. Even I am seeing it for the first time.' Inala thought and flashed his teeth, "I won't beat you up though."

[You're a Brully...!]

"I mean, not here." Inala laughed and pointed at the exit, "But we can fight outside."

He had just finished his sentence and smiled wryly to notice the Sphinger had retreated by a hundred metres, clearly nervous around him. A Brully never had to rest. Meaning, Inala could constantly harass the Sphinger endlessly if he so wanted.

The only one losing sleep and going mad eventually here would be the Sphinger. So, forget trying to antagonise Inala, the Sphinger didn't even want to talk to him.

"It seems your race's reputation is pretty clear among the Gold Grade Pranic Beasts." Shuwrak Zahara chuckled and then continued to speak, "We'll build a living quarters outside to suit your preferences. Do you have anything specific in mind?"Nôv(el)B\jnn

"A soundproof room twice my size would do." Inala said without a moment's hesitation, "Somewhere I could hammer away and take a shit peacefully."

"That's easy," Shuwrak Zahara then stared at the Sphinger and shouted, "Can you take care of the rest, Kapulahora?"

[I will, nervously so.]

The Sphinger expressed and then slithered towards Inala while Shuwrak Zahara took his leave. Arriving before the Brully in question, it stared at him from head to toe and then beckoned him to follow it.

[There are two others within the library presently. I'll introduce you to them.]

"You can speak to me in the Varahan Empire's language." Inala said as he dug into his ear, "Even though I can understand your current language, it's a bit screechy to my ears."

"Since they are too powerful, they'll completely dominate the waters. So, every Pranic Beast there capable of conscious thought would pour all their strength into chasing away the

Empyrean Snappers."

"So, the only ones entering the Red-Draft River are the Cooter Clansmen." It then snorted,

"And they're not capable enough to detect us."

Primary Nature-Terrain Nudge!

A Bulging Snapper could displace terrain within its Spirit Weapon range. Unlike an Empyrean Snapper's perfect control over the terrain, this was more about displacing the terrain in short bursts, either gently, or violently.

"Is there a Mutant among your race?" Inala asked it.

"Why? Do you want to fight it?" Prarahh laughed as its elongated neck lightly slapped Inala

on the head, "You're too young to be thinking of that, brat."

"First try to win against me. And once you've reached maturity, I'll bring you to our leader."

"That's a promise then," Inala grinned, 'Is there a chance the predecessors of the Empyrean Tusks are alive too? Maybe it's a possibility, since Mahira Tusk went through repeated horrors during the Mudropper Invasion. So, she might have missed out a few of her predecessors.'

"Well, now that you're here, why don't you busy yourself and become useful?" Prarahh waved

its head and shooed away the two Gold Grade Pranic Beasts before it, "I'm busy here, so run along now."

It then stared at Inala to shout once the latter began to descend through the platform, "Every thirty days, every member of the Gold Varahan Library will gather to share our thoughts, gains, and debate on various matters. There's around twenty days for the next session, so prepare yourself, kid."

"The name's Leukeu." Inala shouted in response and waved his hand.

"Leukeu?" Prarahh was stunned for a moment before shaking its head to mutter in exasperation, "How much did this Brully harass the Wean Clan to be given such a name?"

"Who's the last one?" Inala asked once he and Kapulahora arrived on the ground.

"It's an odd ball," Kapulahora uttered, trembling slightly as it began to introduce the Pranic

Beast, "Unlike the rest of us that came here for various reasons that mostly border upon a desire for knowledge, this one fled to seek refuge in the Varahan Empire."

"A Gold Grade Pranic Beast was threatened enough to seek refuge?" It came as a surprise as

Inala enjoyed the situation, 'I'm coming across so many different existences that I never knew existed. This is fun!'

"It has a bounty," Kapulahora accompanied Inala as they walked towards a far corner and

reached a slide heading up for three kilometres in a spiral, "It's one of the Gold Grade Pranic Beasts bordering the Brimgan Empire."

"After killing two princess and princesses, it was targeted by the Brimgan Royalty with full force." Kapulahora expressed its excitement, "One of the princes it killed happened to be at the 6-Life Stage."

"It's that strong?" Inala asked, getting more and more curious as to what Pranic Beast it was

as the duo slowly scaled up the helical slide, soon reaching a platform at the end of the slide that revealed a small pool in was a tiny creature, backstroking nonchalantly, splashing water in tiny waves from time to time and created miniature rainbows.