Chapter 950: Knell Record!
[Are they gone?]
[They are gone!]
[Then, let’s move out!]
The Sphinger, Kapulahora stood guard before the group of Death Knells left in its custody while Inala and the Panger, Loya were busy discussing something at a slightly farther location.
Suddenly, she lost her senses and fell to the ground, with her body losing all means of balance. Her sense of balance too was gone, turning her into a helpless clump. The rest of the librarians were in a similar situation too.
Right as it happened, the Death Knells broke free from the Empyrean Whisker’s binds and spontaneously recovered by consuming Elixirs already stored in their stomachs. Slowly, the Grim Knell got up from its spot and climbed atop the Sphinger’s body.
It surveyed its surroundings, eyed the Quip Clansmen afar and then focused on some of the Free Humans that formed the rear of the retreating group.
Primary Nature—Linked Rupture!
Secondary Nature—Akashic Transfer!
A group of Free Humans spontaneously lost their balance and collapsed to the ground, unable to do anything as their Prana was steadily being consumed to rupture the senses of their comrades. They had lost all their senses.
"Gah!" A Free Human who had only recently entered the Body Stage woke up first from the effects of Akashic Transfer, since his limited Prana was already consumed. He blinked in confusion for a moment, overwhelmed physically since from a state of blackout, sensory information from all his senses blasted into his mind.
It took him a few seconds to regain his bearings, when he lifted his head to notice the Grim Knell standing before him, its bell-like body covered by dozens of eyes, noses, and mouths calmly facing him, "AAH! HELP!"
Death! Horrific Death!
In closeup, as he made eye contact with the Grim Knell’s numerous eyes, the Free Human began to hallucinate, as if he was delirious. The image of the Grim Knell twisted and turned in his vision, making it resemble an eldritch entity.
The eyes sprouted mouths, the ears grew out fingers, the mouth frothed eyes, all sorts of bizarre phenomena happened, overwhelming the Free Human’s visual sense. A myriad of smells swarmed his nose next. Aroma, pungent stench, neutral breeze, fumes, fresh air, there was a whole mix that assaulted his nose until it felt suffocating to the extent his nose wanted to stop inhaling air and feel liberated instead.
A woman’s melodious voice rang, amidst a dog’s squeals, a bear’s mating grunts, a man’s derisive laughter, a concerned monkey’s sarcastic chirps, and the list went on. A normal human ear would only capture this as ’noise.’
However, the Free Human was somehow able to perceive every sound individually, which all flooded his mindspace and absolutely overclocked his brain’s processing speed. As everything happened at the same time, the Free Human went mad, experiencing a distressing array of emotional fluctuations.
These fluctuations obviously influenced his Prana, causing his Spirit Container to crack. The cracks deepened as Prana started to leak out. The Human Avatar was the most affected, purposefully influenced by the Free Human’s state as it shattered first, releasing a wave of Prana.
The Natures stored in the Human Avatar dissipated as the Free Human dropped to the Spirit Stage. He would have continued to drop further as his Spirit Container sustained further damage. However, a diluted Low-Grade Elixir was poured into his mouth, which stabilised his state.
And right as it started to take effect, the Grim Knell stabbed into the Free Human’s chest, touched the heart, and poured in its Prana through a vein.
"Gaaah!" The Free Human grunted in pain as suddenly, his voice turned sonorous as a couple of eyes appeared on his neck.
Ravaged Tribe—Knell Tribe!
[Gracious Inheritance, right?]
The Grim Knell uttered with a gentle, almost melodious tone as the Prana seeping out of it hastened, now able to exert its will on the Free Human-turned-Ravaged Tribesman. Its Prana interacted with the fragments of the Vara Human Avatar still within the man’s body. It would have been ejected in a matter of minutes by his body, unless he were to use his cultivation technique to gather them into the Spirit Container once again.
As tiny traces of the Vara circulated through the bloodstream, they absorbed the Grim Knell’s Prana, strangely became influenced and then hastened the formation of a Ravaged Tribesman’s characteristics on the body.
[There’s a suitable amount of Vara in you, not more, not less. So, accept everything with grace!]
The Ravaged Tribesman’s body used the Vara as a fuel to rapidly change and became more and more pronounced with the characteristics of a Knell Tribesman. As the changes were starting to become apparent, the Grim Knell targeted another Free Human who just recovered his senses, repeating the same.
Soon, the second Free Human was turned into a Knell Tribesman too. The Grim Knell moved cautiously, watching the Quip Clansmen glide across the skies nervously, with the intent to retaliate the moment it were to target them.
Both used sound as a medium to attack, and hence, both sides could counter each other. The Grim Knell wasn’t worried about the Quip Clan attacking it, at least for now. Instead, it focused on the figures of the Panger and Brully who were sprinting out of the Empyrean Colosseum, their attention trained somewhere else, ’This works to my advantage. They are too dangerous. Good thing we didn’t resist.’
While the Grim Knell turned the captured Free Humans, numbering around thirty, into Tribesmen, the Death Knells hauled in the unconscious figure of a Wean Clansman.
"You...bastards! What did you do?" The Wean Clansman growled the moment he gained consciousness, "You think the lot of you will be safe after targeting a Wean Clansman? You better release me...otherwise..."
The Wean Clansman combusted his flesh in an effort to generate Prana to assume his Empyrean Boar form, which would be enough to break free and run to safety. However, the moment Prana began to form in his body, he lost his sight.
The Prana being generated was being consumed to steal the sight of one of the eyes of the Grim Knell nearby.
[Thank you for giving me the opportunity to form a connection with you!]
The Grim Knell’s statement appeared in the Vara Slip the Wean Clansman carried, making him bark in disbelief, "Impossible! How do you know our cultivation technique?"
[You think it’ll remain a secret with so many Pranic Beasts working in the library?]
The Grim Knell took out a bunch of Mid-Grade Elixirs and poured them down the Wean Clansman’s throat, forcing the latter to consume them all.
[I had to destroy a Kingdom to obtain these Elixirs. Drink it all without wasting even a single drop.]
The Wean Clansmen intended to resist. However, similar to the Free humans from before, the moment the Grim Knell stood next to him, all sorts of hallucinations plagued him, drowning out his mental faculties.
Prana continued to generate in his body as soon, there was enough. His Prana instinctivelyy wished to protect his mind, as he was being overwhelmed in his human form. His Empyrean Boar form had a stronger tolerance capacity, thanks to its larger brain. As such, his Prana automatically activated his Primary Nature of Empyrean Boar Transformation.
The moment the transformation happened, the hallucinations plaguing him intensified, causing his Prana to react aggressively in response, similar to how the immune system reacted in a phenomenon termed ’the itch.’
Fierce gales and shockwaves burst out of the Empyrean Boar as all its stored Natures were activated in one full swing. Right as they were all activated, the Empyrean Boar lost all its senses. The sharp spike in its Prana consumption depleted its Prana for a moment, which deactivated all its Natures and erased them from the body.
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