I'll Surpass The MC-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.

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.'

'I fear things are getting worse in the Kalahatra Desert.' She let out a sigh, realising that Virala had been killed and then revived through a Mystic Human Stamp. However, his mental state wasn't normal, 'It must be the same shit they did to Uncle Orakha!'

With a foul expression, she raced into the Dralh Sea, hoping the Mystic Humans weren't annihilated by the time she arrived to their rescue.

Kalahatra Desert!

The red beam of light stabbed into the sky for a couple of seconds, brimming with a destructive force capable of repeatedly, and systematically causing harm to the target.

The force generated by Tratham was light, having a mild heat. That had been cranked up to its zenith, blasting forth with enough heat through the laser that actually managed to weaken the material integrity of Astral World for a moment, through which the force behind the laser damaged it, causing cracks to form.

"S-shit!" Yennda stared at the pillar of red blankly, trembling in fear as Astral World was highlighted within it. There were cracks on it, but right as the pillar of light ended, the cracks

vanished.

Brangara had switched the damaged Astral World farther into the stack, bringing a pristine one to the top. Two Astral Worlds had sustained some damage. However, there were seven

pristine ones.

The moment a pristine Astral World revealed itself, cells rapidly build forth from its surface and condensed Brangara's human form. His expression wasn't incensed. Rather, it had a calculative cunning to it.

The damage sustained to the Astral World was worth it, since using it, he managed to kill

Virala. Brangara didn't know the latter had revived. However, that didn't matter. Since the very beginning, he was prepared for the Mystic Seven to be revived by Blola, 'He has been hit with the entirety of my influence. Even if Mystic Humans are resistant to external influences, Virala is out of the picture for a few decades at least. I have enough time to destroy him once I'm done here.'

"Now," He licked his lips and glared at Blola, glancing at the four guns strewn before the latter, 'Virala threw out something the moment I fused with his body. They must be his Minor Treasures. I should claim them for myself.'

"You're next," He eyed the figure of Blola standing protectively before the immobile Royal Zinger, 'I should be able to consume Blola now.'

With a snort, he leapt towards Blola.

"Shit!" Blola assumed his Transcendent Eater form, causing a forest of roots to jut out

between him and Brangara. Carnivorous flowers appeared in the thousands and flared their teeth, releasing an intoxicating scent that would trigger the target's hunger and make them addicted to it upon taste.

"Hehe!" Brangara let out a laugh the moment his stomach stirred up in hunger in response to the scent. Through Mould, he created two Unlimited Predator Swords after turning them into Satellites, allowing him to freely wield them as weapons.

A slash of the sword, and the roots of the Transcendent Eater were cut like butter. There was a void in the slashed region, consumed by the swords that had accumulated a decent reserve of Prana by consuming the Transcendent Eater's roots.

The defence seemed feeble before him as Brangara slashed in quick successions, rapidly approaching Blola, 'Once I consume him, I can then realistically deal with Inala. He won't be able to sabotage me like before.'

There was still a distance of six kilometres between Blola and Brangara. The latter was excited

while the former grew increasingly nervous, caught between the intention to flee and to help

Inala.

Without Inala, killing Brangara as impossible. But if he were to stay behind and was consumed by Brangara, then it was game over for them. "This is...bullshit!"

His figure trembled, intimidated by the ultimate predator of Sumatra that rushed to devour

him, "I...I'm the Transcendent Eater! I'm not some prey that you can consume..."

In response to his roar of defiance, a rumble of hunger resounded from Brangara's stomach.

That was enough to shatter his bravery as Blola reverted to human form, turned around, and eyed the farthest place his sight could perceive, intending to form there as a Parute Tree.

Just as he was about to do so, a golden flash appeared before him and stood like a stubborn wall. "Stay here, Blola. Don't slack on your task."

It was Boul Brimgan, inhaling and exhaling deeply as he observed the approaching figure of Brangara. "Leave that monster to me!"

Six kilometres...five...four...Boul Brimgan grunted softly as he adjusted his state of Harmony, integrating two Minor Treasures of Kinesis Beyblade that he had refined into Rirenal. A clump

of Prana gathered before his chest that parted open like the maw of a feline and blasted forth

a destructive beam.

But unlike before, this beam had two changes-rotation, and control.

The beam spun rapidly and could even arc through the region before slamming into

Brangara's side, causing the latter to grunt in response, "Keuk!"

The Unlimited Predator Sword that he used to defend himself shattered from the impact,

causing him to spare a second glance at Boul Brimgan, 'This guy is still growing in strength. He's indeed the culmination of the Brimgan Empire's legacy!'

The destructive beam slammed into the side of his chest and rapidly drilled through his

Unlimited Predator, forcing Brangara to assume Celestial Boar form in order to spike his

defence.

"You've made yourself a bigger target," Boul Brimgan muttered as his figure vanished,

appearing at a height of twenty kilometres in the sky, hovering there calmly, as if he was

flying.

In truth, a thumb-sized sphere stood on the sand, acting as the source of psychokinesis, using

which Boul Brimgan was propped up in the sky. It was the power of Kinesis Beyblade, with which he could pretty much fly in a range of 180 kilometres from the sphere.

And if he were to scatter them across the region, he could pretty much fly across the entire

region without issues.

"So, you've managed to distance yourself from me." The Celestial Boar chuckled as he eyed Boul Brimgan while multiple layers of Unlimited Predator protected his sides, blocking the destructive beam without issues, "That accomplishes nothing, since you're not my target."

He spoke just like that, even though his voice would fully dissipate by the time it could reach Boul Brimgan. Moreover, with the speed at which he was moving, Brangara would have finished digesting Blola by the time his words reached Boul Brimgan.

As the Celestial Boar leapt towards Blola, its motion was halted suddenly, "What the...?"

It turned around to see a clump of Rirenal in the shape of a feline's mouth clamping upon his

leg. Its teeth were like drills, rotating fervently in an effort to drill into his leg, unleashing a destructive beam from every single tooth.

Boul Brimgan wasn't in the sky anymore, but had appeared behind him at some point in time,

"I was listening to it all along."

'The one in the sky was merely a clump of Rirenal in order to make you waste a precious

couple of seconds.' He thought and grinned, "you asked what I intended to achieve by that display of range?"

As the Celestial Boar was about to retaliate, Boul Brimgan's voice resounded as his figure

vanished, "It was this!"

Following his words were the figures of Resha and Root, having crept up enough until Brangara was within their respective Spirit Range, "I was bait to lure you within their range."