Chapter 222 Flees and Hides, but Strikes in the End
"Kriekk!"
There was a shout from an Empyrean Zinger Commander. Upon hearing it, Inala connected to two canons and shot twenty Life Bombs—the ones capable of birthing a queen.
These twenty Life Bombs slammed into the weaker male Millinger that was on the verge of death and rapidly absorbed its Lifeforce.
"Kriek!" A couple of minutes later, the Empyrean Zinger Commander signalled the success of their operation. Carrying the Life Bombs filled with Prana, they fled the scene, burrowing underneath the Millinger's corpse.
This way, they avoided attacks from the two battling sides. And in their miniature forms, they could squeeze underground by digging narrow tunnels.
Inala could return later to the scene and collect this Millinger's skull counterpart. The Empyrean Extraction Prime Skull was a success.
"This ability…" Fhoong Brimgan recognised the Empyrean Zingers as he turned around and stared in the direction of the attack, muttering, "Inala!"
"He escaped from prison." Even though he wished to capture Inala immediately, he couldn't do so once the Inhibition Dome slammed into him, causing him to lose control over his chakram.
"This is getting troublesome." He cursed in response and kicked the ground, leaping forty metres away as he escaped the Inhibition Dome's range. Immediately after, he regained control over his chakram, causing it to unleash blade beams towards the female Millingers.
Tut! Tut! Tut!
The male Millinger had closed in on him, focusing its Inhibition Dome on him, forcing him to remain on the evasive.
Primary Nature—Kinesis Deity!
Fhoong Brimgan transformed into an eight-metre-tall golden giant as six chakrams hovered behind him. They merged into a single entity and expanded to a diameter of ten metres, emanating a dense pressure.
Boom!
In a second, it unleashed a dozen blade beams, causing a large gash to form on the male Millinger's carapace. Blood spurted out like a fountain as the Millinger was momentarily stunned, wondering if this was the same enemy it had been fighting all along.
Once Fhoong Brimgan stacked all his six bodies into a singular entity and unleashed his combined power, he was on a whole other level.
Sounds akin to lava bubbling resounded as the air surrounding the chakram got ionised, releasing arm-sized bolts of lightning everywhere, rupturing the region.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light before all the bolts of lightning were focused as a stream onto the male Millinger, melting the carapace covering most of its body.
"This is the true might of a Brimgan Royalty." Inala expressed admiration as he retreated into the tunnel. His canons exploded after unleashing an attack once, since they were created using newly hatched Empyrean Zinger Scouts whose Prana levels were forcefully elevated using Parute Fruits.
They were dangerously unstable and only lasted for a single volley of attacks. Following that, they crumbled. Since he used up most of what he prepared, Inala intended to retreat temporarily. He left behind some Empyrean Zinger Scouts to keep watch on the battle and report to him at regular intervals while he hid deep within the ground.
Fhoong Brimgan's might terrified him. The extent of strength vastly surpassed the Settlement Leaders of the Mammoth Clan like Bora Tusk and Yahard Tusk.
The fact that a Gold Grade Pranic Beast couldn't even scratch him spoke volumes of his strength. And this was despite him being only at the 6-Life Stage.
There would be even more terrifying powerhouses in the Brimgan Empire. 'And they'll be the Mammoth Clan's enemies when we fight for the Attribute!'
No matter what, to reduce the Mammoth Clan's damage sustained during the fight for the Attribute, Fhoong Brimgan's skull was a necessity.
Lightning struck while thunderous roars rumbled the earth as nine Millingers fought against Fhoong Brimgan, decimating part of the Capital City.
Time was up as the female Centingers took part. Adding onto the sixty male Centingers, the over three hundred female Centingers unleashed their artillery strike at the same time.
Hundreds of thousands of spikes struck the Capital City, destroying everything in their path. The soldiers? They were shredded apart, unable to even squeak an ounce of resistance.
The sole survivors were the cultivators at the Life Stage. They too were killed. But after dropping a level, they revived, beginning their retaliation as they charged towards the Centingers, intending to engage in close combat. That way, the Centingers wouldn't be able to unleash an artillery strike, since that would cause friendly fire.
Drip! Drip!
Anger billowed out of Fhoong Brimgan as he observed his melting Spirit Weapon. Constantly tanking the artillery strikes of nine Millingers was beyond his limit. He turned around and stared in a daze, watching innumerous spikes slam into the city and melt through everything in their path.
His side simply didn't have enough strong people to defend against the unceasing artillery strikes. A single volley of artillery strike later, Ganrimb Kingdom Capital City was in ruins, "It's over."
"My life's hard work is down the drain."
He couldn't even protect his family who were hiding in a shelter under the palace. A rain of spikes targeted the region, constantly bombarding it.
He sent a chakram there, only to see it targeted by a stream of spikes from the nine Millingers. To defend his people, he was forced to tank the attacks, which only resulted in the melting of his Spirit Weapons.
"Hah," He exhaled in disappointment, "Fleeing is my only choice now."
The Ganrimb Kingdom was done for. But as long as he was alive, he could create another Kingdom, especially since he still retained all his strength. At the 6-Life Stage, he had enough strength to roam through Sumatra Continent without worries.
With that in mind, Fhoong Brimgan rushed out, intending to flee. Unfortunately for him, the ground turned into a sludge, making it hard to run.
He only hesitated before splitting his body into two. One body remained on the ground and created its chakram that carried Fhoong Brimgan at the 5-Life Stage—a singular unit stacked with five bodies.
The chakram moved rapidly, intending to transport the 5-Life Stage Fhoong Brimgan far away, following which he could flee on foot.
Secondary Nature—Inhibition Dome!
The male Millinger condensed its Secondary Nature's power and unleashed it in the form of a cone, extending it farther than the range in its dome form.
The tip of the cone accurately touched the path through which the energy tentacle of Prana carrying the chakram flowed, ending up severing it.
The chakram lost its strength and dropped to the ground, failing to carry the 5-Life Stage Fhoong Brimgan out of the sludge ground.
Two Millingers ganged up on the 1-Life Stage Fhoong Brimgan, bringing him to the verge of death. The rest had surrounded the 5-Life Stage Fhoong Brimgan, displaying no intention of letting him escape.
"Fine!" He roared in anger, "I'll take as many of you bastards down with me as I can!"
A bloody battle erupted between the two parties. A few minutes passed in such a fashion when suddenly, grey sand began to sprinkle down from the skies, targeting the battleground between the 1-Life Stage Fhoong Brimgan and two female Millingers.
A group of Empyrean Zingers crawled towards them stealthily, hidden underneath a layer of grey sand that had been transported from the Sandy-Grey Void.
Visit freewe𝑏no(v)el.𝘤𝑜𝓂 for the best novel reading experience