I'll Surpass The MC-Novel

Chapter 528 Think Quick, Brangara

"You three stay inside." Resha transformed into a Centinger and used the larger mouth to swallow Barla, Brana, and Baga. Once they were constricted in his stomach biome, Resha held Braga by the neck and seated himself.

His figure floated into the air before the gravitational waves caused him to fly through Compartment 10-K.

"Bastarddd!" An angry roar resounded behind him as the Boar King rushed through the flight of stairs and barged into the same compartment, staring at the figure of Resha flying towards an Attributed Creature.

"Think quick!" Saying so, Resha tossed Braga towards the Attributed Creature and pointed towards the raindrops, "Can you reach your son before the rain does?"

A conical field of gravity had been attached to Braga, pulling him in the direction of the Attributed Creature. Once he was in range, the Attributed Creature used its whip spear, intending to pierce him.

"Stop!" The Boar King roared as by now, all Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity in his Astral Chart had been activated. His figure flickered and arrived before Braga, extending his hand to grab the tip of the whip spear that was about to pierce his son.

His other hand extended to grab Braga, but missed when the latter's body unnaturally moved away from him, as if repelled by him.

Prime Skill—Gravity Funnel!

It created a cone-shaped gravity field that Resha could keep on himself. The larger portion of the cone would envelop him while the tip would face the target. This way, whatever attacks he launches, irrespective of the direction, would all flow through the cone and land on the tip.

Through his Secondary Nature of Mystic Bone, Resha refined Braga's skeleton into a form similar to the bones of an Empyrean Tusk. And by doing this, he infused the power of Perfect Inertial Gravity in the skeleton.

As a result, Braga's body was as light as a feather now, making it easy for his body to be moved around with the faintest of forces. Attached to him next were two Gravity Funnels. The first Gravity Funnel was an attractive type, pulling Braga towards the Attributed Creature.

The second Gravity Funnel was the repulsive type, meant to keep him away from the Boar King. As a result, when the Boar King approached him, Braga's body moved away naturally, like the North Poles of two magnets facing each other.

Resha unleashed a Gravity Funnel of his own to pull Braga towards strategic locations, forcing the Boar King to attack the Attributed Creature that was targeting his son. 'Become more frustrated, Brangara. Things are just starting. There's more waiting for you.'

"Die!" The Boar King roared and unleashed a full-powered punch, splattering the Attributed Creature's body. Only then did he notice that using the momentum behind his punch, a Gravity Funnel had been attached to the key within the Attributed Creature.

And when its body splattered from the punch, the key flew into Resha's grasp while Braga flew towards another Attributed Creature.

It was as if Resha was able to calculate the time required by the Boar King to dispatch an Attributed Creature. After all, while Braga flew through a path that had perfectly opened up, the Boar King would have to go through the rainfall if he wanted to save his son.

There was no time left to think as the Attributed creature observed Braga's approach and attacked immediately. "Stop! Please, stop!"

The Boar King rushed through the rain, feeling his bones fracture by the impacts. If not for the over twenty Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity that he had activated, he would have died to a single raindrop.ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ No(ᴠ)ᴇlFire.nᴇt

But it didn't matter, for he still took significant damage from each droplet. His figure was bloody as he arrived before Braga, using the gravity unleashed by his massive stomach biome to lock his son in place, ensuring the latter wouldn't evade his grasp.

He then felt the presence of another Gravity Funnel being attached to him, one trying to focus the rainfall through a wide region onto his head. "Bastard! I'll kill you after this!"

"That's my line," Resha said and increased the strength of his Gravity Funnel, causing Braga's figure to move away as many droplets of rain fell upon the Boar King, disrupting his actions. He was already in the Attributed Creature's range and was targeted by it next.

Braga's body floated behind the Attributed Creature as its whip spear curved around and pierced his thigh. It was aiming for the head but missed as the Boar King grabbed it and rapidly yanked it towards him, "Don't!"

The Attributed Creature was incomparably heavy. Even Resha had no confidence in moving its body. The group of Empyrean Tusks accompanying Inala barely managed to cause ripples on its body with their strongest attacks.

They had to use Gravity Bombs to deal a decent blow, all while guarding against the droplets of water that might splash in response to the explosion.

The Boar King was the sole existence in Sumatra who could grab the Attributed Creature by its shoulder and yank it towards him, and follow it with a knee kick to the face, denting it in response.

Veins popped alarmingly across his body as the Boar King grunted, ripping apart the Attributed Creature's arms. His body was bloody, for he tanked both the rainfall and the splashes from the Attributed Creature's body.

Its attacks too were dangerous as it kicked at him, managing to stab a couple of centimetres into his gut.

Prime Skill—Graviton Gun!

Through his Secondary Nature of Mystic Bone, Resha condensed bullets with strength on par with the tusk of an Empyrean Tusk and infused copious amounts of Perfect Inertial Gravity in it. A Gravity Funnel attached it to the neck of the Boar King as Resha launched it.

Once it left his hold, its density increased to a terrifying extent, moving in a curved path to avoid touching the rain. A powerful gravitational field surrounded the bullet radially, allowing it to perceive all objects.

The field was repulsive in nature. And hence, when a raindrop approached it, the bullet naturally repelled itself away from the droplet, avoiding contact. And since the Gravity Funnel targeted it towards the Boar King's neck, no matter how much it curved away, the end of its path was the targeted spot.

The Prime Skill of Graviton Gun was a complex technique that Resha spent over a decade trying to create, practice, and perfect to a practical extent. It had pin-point accuracy and could evade all attacks to strike dead-on the target.

Boom!

The bullet's density increased to its limit and slammed into the Boar King's neck, displaying enough force to crane his head by a couple of centimetres. This was a level of power on par with the Attributed Creature's attacks.

Moving his head by a couple of centimetres might not seem like much, but considering how he was being reinforced by over twenty Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity, it was a display of Resha's strength.

Moreover, these two centimetres meant a world of difference. When the Boar King evaded the Attributed Creature's whip-

spear by tilting his head to the side, the bullet's slam placed his hand back in the line of attack, causing him to be injured.

The whip-spear pierced through his cheek, stopping when it hit his teeth and lodged halfway. The Boar King crunched hard and shattered the whip-spear, bombarding a rain of attacks on the Attributed Creature until it was pummelled into oblivion.

"Hahh! Haah!" His knuckles had been shaved off from the flurry of attacks he launched on the Attributed Creature. Prana surged into the region and began to regenerate his fingers rapidly. A fraction of a second later, the Boar King recovered his focus, observing while being bombarded by rain that Braga was now back in Resha's grasp.

"You need to move fast, Brangara," Resha said as he held two keys leading into Compartment 9-K. He pointed at the adjacent Compartment and said, "You need to hurry and go to 10-L, get the key to 9-L, and then a key to 9-K to reach me."

"Don't delay, unless you want to see another kid of yours die!" He launched and leaped back, passing through the gate to enter Compartment 9-K, watching the Boar King slam into the gate a moment later.

"BASTARD!" The Boar King was incensed as he observed his hand rapidly getting shaved and dissolved by the gate. And immediately in response, new Attributed Creatures began to grow in Compartment 10-K.

Only then did he notice a bunch of Gravity Funnels latching on him. He stared to the side, his eyes widening due to a flurry of shock, stress, and tension, watching the Attributed Creatures birthed through Inala's blood stare his way.

As they were too far away, they didn't notice the Boar King amidst the rain. But now, the Gravity Funnel acting on them subconsciously caused their steps to face the Boar King's direction, and in response detect him once they approached close enough.

Veins popped in his eyes, turning them crimson as the Boar King watched Resha casually walk deeper into Compartment 9-K and cut off the broken leg of Braga. Resha displayed his insanity by killing two of his kids already.

And now, he was trying to kill the Boar King by steadily using his children as bait. Even though the Boar King knew Resha's plan, he couldn't do anything else, for the initiative lay with Resha.

All of the Boar King's children were in his possession now.

"You're still not fast enough," Resha muttered as he seeped Prana into Braga to suppress Yennda's disease for a few seconds, causing the latter to wake up. A second of confusion later, Braga's face twisted in pain.

"Braga!" The Boar King roared as he churned more and more strength in his body, summoning a Bolt of Transcendence to strike the Attributed Region. When it slammed into the gate while trying to target him, the Boar King punched through, ignoring his hands that dissolved in response.

As a small hole formed in the gate, the Boar King leaped through it. The hole closed quickly and severed his legs. But a surge of Prana later, his legs healed as the Boar King felt goosebumps, raging to an extent he had never experienced even when he had to swallow his race. The cause was his son's voice, one in pain so much that death might have been mercy.

"FATHERRRR!"