I'll Surpass The MC

Chapter 283 Scheming Against the Cooter Clan

No matter what, Inala couldn’t allow his actions to result in one more enemy for the Mammoth Clan to deal with. They already had their hands full with the Boar King.

And even after the merger, with 104 Empyrean Tusks, they still faced enough threat from the Boar King. Of course, if the Boar King doesn’t plan to use more than two Internal Inertial Gravity, he wouldn’t be able to harm the herd.

But as long as he reaches the 5-Life Stage and beyond, even by using two Internal Inertial Gravity alongside a bunch of Iron Grade Natures, he would become a legitimate threat capable enough of killing many Empyrean Tusks.

Therefore, if the Cooter Clan were to become their enemy, then the Mammoth Clan’s annihilation was guaranteed.

Even if the Mammoth Clan were to use all their strength against the Boar King, there was no guarantee they could kill the latter. Since the situation was like that, then why wouldn’t Inala rope in more players against the Boar King?

There was no rule stating that he had to kill the Boar King alone, right?

But based on Ralral’s statements, even though the Cooter Clan desperately wished to kill the Boar King after two Empyrean Snappers died under his hands, they refused to antagonise him.

A Mystic Grade Pranic Beast lived for ten thousand years. This was a significant duration of time. But from the perspective of the Cooter Clan as a whole, it wasn’t that long. Their history predated that.

Since the Boar King had no enmity towards the Cooter Clan, he never bothered them after killing two Empyrean Snappers in the past. He only wanted their Natures for emergencies and also to gain possession of their Mystic Mist Art.

If the Cooter Clan were to attack him, they’d receive his ire. Many more Empyrean Snappers might die as a result.

To date, dozens of Empyrean Tusks died to the Boar King. And every time he consumed one of them, his strength jumped to terrifying levels.

In terms of nutritional value towards his growth, the Empyrean Snapper was equally nutritious and could allow him to build at least ten percent of his body by consuming an Empyrean Snapper.

‘Out of sight, out of mind.’ That was the Cooter Clan’s decision, intending to focus on their path to the Mystic Grade. Once they succeed and if the Boar King were to still be on Sumatra continent, they’ll begin to earnestly deal with him.

With a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast on their side, they wouldn’t have to fear the Boar King. But until then, they had every right to fear and avoid him. Even if another Empyrean Snapper were to die, they’d bite their fists and shed tears of rage. But no matter what, they’ll avoid the Boar King.

Hence, the only way to force their hand was through Wittral, their first Empyrean Snapper to be birthed without genetic defects, the perfect form of their kind.

Inala would disguise himself as the Boar King and kidnap Wittral, eventually causing the Cooter Clan to find his corpse, alongside a statement to taunt them.

Of course, with Ralral’s data, Inala already had an idea of how best to taunt them. That would definitely rile up the Cooter Clan into seeking revenge. After all, it wouldn’t just be Wittral that would die, but also a large number of Cooter Clansmen.

Standing before the puppet of the Boar King’s human form, Inala observed, inspecting the details, “Hmm, it’s close to the original.”

He then stared at the Prana Bomb embedded in it, one that emanated a signature of Prana almost similar to the Boar King, “Good work.”

The Empyrean Zinger King nodded in giddiness. It was birthed from the Boar King’s Prana and hence was the most aware of his Prana signature. It was trying to modify its Prana Signature to resemble the Boar King’s as much as possible.

Inala was assisting it with his skill set, trying to create a product as close to the original as possible. As long as they manage to fool the senses of the Cooter Clansmen, then it was sufficient.

“Let’s go, again,” Inala said once he finished recovering his Prana and rushed to the sea, playing tag with Gannala. After some time, the two of them fought, primarily using Internal Inertial Gravity and Puppetry Skill.

Mystic Bone Art—Prana Blood!

Inala activated his Prana Blood Skill to increase the volume of Prana he could use during his attacks, forcing Gannala to take a backstep. The two exchanged attacks, causing faint shockwaves to echo as ripples emanated on the water surface, affecting the sea waves reaching the shore.

‘Hmm, those three fuckers are still here.’ Inala observed from the corner of his eye at three distinct pair of eyes glowing four kilometres away, silently observing him and Gannala fight. From the start, they never left Leh Island’s vicinity.

Inala exuded a strong presence, displaying power that vastly exceeded his level. That was only possible for someone with more than one Nature. Hence, the three Gold Grade Pranic Beasts became curious about him and intended to figure out his secrets by capturing him.

Also, as long as the three of them were in the vicinity, it would become impossible for Inala to leave Leh Island. For the moment he enters the water region, his advantage would reduce, making it easy for them to hunt him.

If not for Inala possessing a multitude of abilities that proved threatening, the three Gold Grade Pranic Beasts would have long stormed the island.

Inala, Asaeya, and Gannala, all were very strong and had abilities that complemented each other. Facing them without preparation would only injure them. Hence, the three Gold Grade Pranic Beasts were scouting.

Once they fully mapped out Inala’s abilities, they would strike.

Bam!

Inala slammed his fist into Gannala’s, watching her read his thoughts from the contact. As the two exchanged, they communicated with each other. Gannala read his mind naturally while touching him, and at the same time, Inala used his Empyrean Slip Prime Skill to access her recent thoughts.

[The Boar King’s puppet wouldn’t be strong enough with the bones we have at our disposal.]

[Dad, can’t we capture these Gold Grade Pranic Beasts? Their bones would be perfect.]

[That’s too dangerous. We aren’t strong enough to face a Gold Grade Pranic Beast. You saw how I fared against the Millinger.]

[Dad, the Millinger’s abilities perfectly countered yours. Besides, it was a Mutated Beginner Gold Grade Pranic Beast. The ones targeting us aren’t mutants.]

[They may only have a Primary Nature, but can’t you notice their age? Even the weakest of the trio has lived for more than eight hundred years. They’ll have dozens of powerful Skills at their disposal.]

[Dad, you only need to use a Sandy-Grey Bomb to turn the tables against them. How else are you planning to deal with them?]

[I can’t harm them as long as they retreat deep into the sea. But don’t worry, I have a decent plan.]

As she read his thoughts, Gannala grinned, muttering, “You have the most twisted mind, Dad.”

“Don’t praise me too much.” Inala grinned, “I might become arrogant.”

“Too late,” Gannala shook her head. “You’re very arrogant.”

“But with reason enough to justify your arrogance.”