I'll Surpass The MC

Chapter 841: I Can, And So, I Will



Minor Treasure-Mud Ball!

Minor Treasure-Drifting Tunnel!

The moment the stream of bone invaded Astral World through the hole, a field of gravity impacted it, acting against it, prompting it to flow outside. At the same time, an array of Mud Balls slammed into the hole and erected a dome around it.

Mud Ball had no other property other than acting as a seal. And in this situation, it was pretty helpful. As Resha was fighting on multiple fronts, his invasion into the Astral World wasn't strong. His priority was to transform Brangara's body into a cage trapping the Astral World.

Following that, he could take his time invading the Astral World with full force. But of course, he couldn't go full force due to the Minor Treasures of Gracious Inheritor and Linked Rupture poised calmly in the Astral World.

Either of them could singlehandedly destroy him. Besides, he had his hands full facing the Unlimited Predator Satellites that were constantly being spewed out of Brangara's mouth. They were targeting him relentlessly.

A misstep and Brangara's recovery would spike. Even now, it was steadily progressing.

Kriek! Kriek!

Zinger Shrieks filled the place as the Biome Bombs were rapidly accumulating strength. There was a group of them stitched with the Skill of Piezo Resonance, having been using it to constantly extract data from the Celestial Boar. And this was done alongside Prana stolen from the latter.

In its purest form, the data was condensed into Brangara's Prana stored in the Biome Bombs in the form of a spark. In this purest state was when they were the most potent, since it was using Brangara's Prana against him. Thereby, the attack would straight up enter his mind space, dealing the most damage.

Thereby, they needed to accumulate the data and energy for the attack, which was jointly done by a group of Biome Bombs numbering over a hundred.

While Resha focused on his task, Boul Brimgan kept destroying Brangara's Spirit Container while turning the Rutham of his Kinesis Beyblade into Rirenal. He was also keeping a close eye on Brangara's mental state, 'He's already recovered enough to will the Minor Treasures in his Astral World with greater control.'

Without Brangara's will, the Major and Minor Treasures in Astral World would be disorganised, thereby reducing the potency of their actions. However, the moment he could command them, all 100 Tangible Natures will unionise and move together like an army to execute his will.

And now, they were gradually organising themselves, which became evident by the Satellites coming out of Brangara's mouth.

Boul Brimgan then observed Resha, seeing that latter beginning to lose control, 'He can maintain his state of harmony for another minute at most.'

He then stared at the figure of Virala standing two kilometres away and nodded, prompting the latter to be ready to substitute for Resha. In response, Virala crouched down and got into position like a sprinter, ready to rush into the scene when necessary.

Standing a bit farther away were the duo of Yennda and Yahard Tusk. Yennda had currently fused and controlled a body revived temporarily by Blola. He was helping Yahard Tusk destroy the Minor Treasures of Orakha's Checkpoint one after another.

Crackle!

Electric sparks erupted out of one of them as Yahard Tusk shattered it, gasping as he felt a searing pain in his heart. Every time he shattered one of them, the pain intensified, since his Tertiary Nature of Daily Checkpoint was adjusting to it.

Shattering the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint wasn't easy, since it was basically the Human Avatar of Brandal Brimgan. It had been refined for over a millennium, and hence was ridiculously tough.

Prana constantly surged out of Yahard Tusk and turned into a blazing-red fluid that drilled into another Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint, gradually destroying it. And then...

Boom!

"Keuk!" Yahard tusk vomited blood, feeling as if his body was getting pricked by a needle thousands of times. The pain was selective in targeting him only at his sensitive spots-under the nail, in the eye, the throat, and most obviously, the groin.

It was as if someone was resisting his actions. 'Is it...Orakha?'

The thought caused him to hesitate, for he had already destroyed eight of the Minor Treasures, 'If there's a way I can revive him...he'll definitely become a greater contributor to this fight than me.'

However, a couple moments later, he slapped his cheek and firmed himself, 'No, there's no room for doubts here. I can't hesitate for something I have zero guarantees of succeeding at. I just need to give it my all and assist Resha in his attacks.'

"Let's finish it," Yahard Tusk grunted as Yennda nodded at him confidently. With a groan, he attacked the ninth Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint and shattered it, immediately recalling the times he had spent with Orakha, 'Dammit!'

'Don't think about it!' He thought and eyed the final Minor Treasure, spasming on the ground as his mouth frothed. The pain was unbearable, "Gah!"

"Are you alright?" Yennda hurriedly used his power on Yahard Tusk, targeting the areas where the latter was feeling pain. Immediately in response, fission beings popped out of the spots, carrying with them the pain Yahard Tusk was feeling, this way shaving off a good chunk of the pain he felt.

The fission beings rolled around in pain and died brutal deaths. As Yennda continued to make more fission beings, there a rumble of thunder nearby as a small sand tsunami was generated in response.

Virala had bolted off from the spot, breaking the sound barrier instantly to rush towards Resha.

Mystic Nature Art-Spirit Puppet!

The gun shot condensed packets of his Prana that consumed itself to regenerate body parts.

And the body part it regenerated was his thigh bone. With a thought from Virala, the thigh bone began to spin rapidly. It was the thigh bone of his Empyrean Boar King form and hence was massive.

But that was just the base. Immediately forming a thick layer over it was the tusk bone powder of his Empyrean Boar King form. It was Vara, a mineral, personally extracted out of his body by the Influenced Region of Armoury which was politely standing at the entrance of the maze formed by the Attributed Region slabs.

This Vara covered the thigh bone and solidified. Now, it was no different from a Spirit Weapon, which meant Unlimited Predator Satellite wasn't effective against it as much anymore. Even though this Vara too could be digested, it would take a significant time, beyond what Virala needed to destroy the Satellite.

Mystic Nature Art-Spirit Weapon Switch!

Immediately, eighty such thigh bones hovered above him, all being controlled by him as Virala flickered before Resha and roared, "Fucking die!"

Five Spirit Weapons ganged upon an Unlimited Predator Satellite and began to push it farther away from Brangara. They did that while getting destroyed, barely managing to hold on until Barala arrived to destroy it.

Virala split his stack into four bodies, and each of the four bodies controlled 80 Spirit Weapons. Quantity was the most important here, as he reinforcement he could generate upon his Spirit Weapons through psychokinesis was high.

As long as he had enough Prana, he could reinforce his body to the limit through psychokinesis, since for Mystic Humans, their body, and in extension, their body parts served

as Spirit Weapons. Virala didn't have trouble regarding that as every stomach held a Biome Bomb filled with two million units of Prana.

And whenever he lacked Prana, he made up for it using his Rutham. Of course, he had to be extremely careful, since Brangara's absolute domain was capable of condensing and taking control of the force his Rutham produced.

"Damn," A couple dozen seconds into the fight, and an absolute domain Satellite managed to reach his face and started to damage it. Immediately in response, Virala grabbed his Minor Treasure of Spirit Puppet Slip and shot a droplet of blood at it.

The droplet transformed into the Empyrean Boar King and slammed into the absolute domain Satellite, quickly pushing it out by three hundred metres before it was absolutely shredded by the latter. However, another Empyrean Boar King targeted it and pushed it further away, repeating the process until the absolute domain Satellite ran out of Prana.

At that point, Boul Brimgan used a Spirit Weapon to dice it into pieces until it dissipated.

"Thank you," Virala stared at Boul Brimgan as his face healed quickly, "This isn't easy."

"Just buy time until Resha can use his State of Harmony once again." Boul Brimgan's expression was placid, his tone calm and collected, "Brangara will recover enough to fight in an hour. Based on what I'm sensing, the Biome Bombs need a bit over eighty minutes to prepare another mental attack. Inala will require anywhere from three to ten hours to make a complete recovery."

"We need to handle a full-powered Brangara for a full twenty minutes before the second

mental attack could be launched. And," Boul Brimgan stared at Inala, "Every subsequent mental attack will have lower effectiveness, since Brangara's mindspace will be better guarded against it. Hence, we have two objectives to achieve by the time Inala makes a

recovery."

"First," Boul Brimgan pointed at Astral World, "We need to make Brangara's body consume all the power being emitted by Astral World every moment and use that against it. Secondly,

we need to extract his Minor Treasures."

"Easier said than done," Virala grunted, "They are blocking the hole in Astral World."

"I'll create an opportunity," Boul Brimgan's expression gradually became focused as he

glared at Brangara, "Once Resha recovers enough to use his State of Harmony, and opens up a path, send in as many of your Spirit Puppets as possible. Clad them in Rutham armour to make them resist Astral World's digestive power for as long as possible."

"Consider it done," Virala chuckled as he patted his stomach, "As long as I have these cuties

in my stomach, I can do anything."

"Then, I guess it depends on you." Boul Brimgan stared at Resha, observing the latter

gasping in exhaustion to the extent he was fully vulnerable, unable to even utter a sentence.

"Are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah..." Resha nodded, "It was my first time using it. So, it took a toll on me."

"Be prepared to keep it active for twenty minutes next," Boul Brimgan said, "Without you to

tank Brangara's attacks once he recovers, the lot of us will be killed once after another."

"I...know," Resha muttered as his body melted into the ground and vanished. The entire terrain was akin to his home, like a fish in water. And Resha could easily disappear into it.

Once underground, he approached the Influenced Region of Armoury and began to strengthen

the ivory sand forming it, intending to use it for during the twenty minutes he had to fight a full-powered Brangara next, 'My Empyrean Supreme can destroy his absolute domain. However, only Armoury can distract him enough and create a window for the Biome Bomb to target his ear.'

Upon seeing the ivory sand forming Armoury steadily growing denser, Boul Brimgan eyed the figure of Yahard Tusk, watching the latter beginning to work on breaking the final Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint, 'Finally, the Mystic Tentacle could participate in the fight. That will slightly reduce our burden.'

'And by the time Brangara recovers, I need to finish refining this.' He thought and stared at

the Kinesis Beyblade, 'As long as I finish even one, I'll have a better opportunity to fight in

closeup.'

Finally, he stared at the immobile body of the Royal Zinger and observed the figure of Root casually seated next to the eye of the Royal Zinger, using its nose as a seat. Seeing his gaze, Root smiled and waved his hand, "Want me to help?"

"When this guy recovers," Boul Brimgan pointed at Brangara to say, "Fight in close quarters.

We need to buy time for twenty minutes."

"That's possible as long as I don't have to fight alone." Root grinned and patted his chest,

"My Deity said I can do it."

"And so, I will do it."