Sumatra's Greatest Fan

Chapter 148: Dralh Sea’s Destruction

Guh!

Virala coughed out blood as he was besieged by Yoribu and four Depraved Humans. He had actually reached the 4-Life Stage by now, having constantly fed upon the flesh of his opponents. However, he reached his limit, feeling exhaustion stem from the depths of his being.

’I think this is it.’ He thought for a moment and released a mild sigh, amidst his painful screams as the hundred hands stretching out of Yoribu were pulling his limbs every which way, painfully pulling them apart, little by little, by barely overcoming the strength of his regeneration.

ARRGGHH!

He grunted, split his bodies into four, and rampaged around.

The fifth Mystic Human in charge of killing the rest of the Cooter Clan and Mystic Humans in the Dralh Sea was mostly done with his attacks.

Suddenly, Virala chomped upon him and ignored the latter’s struggles in his stomach.

“What the…?” Bnapbnap barely managed to open a broken eyelid, having been mostly reduced to a cripple. He was one of the few survivors, noticing what Virala wanted to do, ’Is he…?’

One, two, three…Virala consumed the Depraved Humans one after another, until all of them were stuck in his stomach. And then, his bodies joined to recover the stack that jumped Yoribu, “Let’s all die together!”

Immediately in response, golden bolts of lightning rained down from the skies. They were Bolts of Transcendence.

Two types of existences could summon a Bolt of Transcendence. One was a cultivator at the 10-Life Stage, while the other was a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast.

On Sumatra, two unique cultivation paths existed. One was the Human Path, where humans were born at the Spirit Stage and would grow to reach the end of their cultivation path, which is the 10-Life Stage.

Second, was the Pranic Beast Path, where Pranic Beasts, through mutations and evolutions, attempt to enter the Mystic Grade, which is the end of their cultivation path.

And any existence, upon reaching the end of their cultivation path, can attempt to reach the Transcendence Stage, for which they will summon a Bolt of Transcendence.

As a Mystic Grade existence with a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast body, Virala could summon a Bolt of Transcendence any time he pleased. Of course, doing so would be in order to attempt Transcendence, the result of which is either he becomes a Transcendent or gets vaporised in the process.

If he half succeeds, he’ll end up turning into a Major Treasure.

“I will never lose!” Virala’s roars of laughter reverberated across the Dralh Sea as dozens of Bolts of Transcendence rained upon him, evaporating everything along the way. His body elongated like a serpent and wound around Yoribu, pulling her within the scope of his Bolts of Transcendence.

And the moment this happened, he gnawed on her head, alerting Yoribu of what was happening, ’This bastard…’

’He’s planning to use me as a fuel to further boost his strength before transcending!’ Yoribu surprisingly discovered Virala’s strength to be significantly higher than her expectations the moment she tried to wrestle free, ’Has he been holding back all along?’

“You…fooled us all.” She muttered before she was vaporised by the Bolts of Transcendence, while gobbled into Virala’s stomach.

“That’s who I am.” Virala chortled in glee, “Now, the thing that has been infinitely providing your strength…is mine!”

He gobbled up the Quills within her body too, using which his cultivation began to climb up, all while the Bolts of Transcendence struck him.

The skies of the Dralh Sea became so bright, the sheer radiance alone began to vaporise the water. Since Yoribu’s Mystic Grade body was caught within the effect of transcendence, the Bolts of Transcendence felt lacking.

Twelve bolts were no longer enough to complete the process, unable to either erase Virala, turn him into a Treasure, or make him achieve Transcendence. Sumatra’s rules meant the result should belong to one of the three options. Until then, Bolts of Transcendence will keep coming.

After the twelve bolts, a thirteenth descended, followed by the fourteenth, then the fifteenth. They weren’t enough, as Virala had gained enough resistance to harness the effects of the Quill without being subjected to the will of Nusantara’s Celestial.

A total of 21 Quills were in his body at the moment, raising his cultivation through the Life Stage rapidly, despite being broken down by the Bolts of Transcendence.

5-Life Stage!

The aurora forming in the Dralh Sea’s skies emanate such a dense presence of Virala’s that the Phells moving about close to the sea’s surface exploded promptly.

“Dammit…” Dragging his feeble body was Bnapbnap alongside the survivors. They had all survived only because they gathered around the captured Centinger and relied on the endless stream of blood they extracted out of the latter.

Held on Bnapbnap’s back was Brunta Brimgan, fully exhausted, not having the strength to even lift a finger. His limbs seemed to have been tied into a knot by the Depraved Human and couldn’t be reoriented anytime soon.

He was using every ounce of his power merely to resist being turned into a Stitched Human. The region was a complete mess, strewn about with all sorts of corpses from Pranic Beasts to Stitched Humans.

Boom!

“Damn!” Bnapbnap gasped upon seeing the Bolts of Transcendence spike in number and land unendingly upon Virala, “Just how much does he need?”

Raurau, despite his strength, when he willed to enter the Transcendence Stage, only a single Bolt of Transcendence descended. That was usually the case for anyone under the Mystic Grade.

Even for a Mystic Grade existence, a few more bolts would do the job. But in Virala’s case? The number had already reached thirty and showed no signs of stopping.

The sheer heat resulting from the interaction began to vaporise the Dralh Sea, killing every living existence in the region.

“Gather around!” Bnapbnap grunted and joined hands with all the survivors, which consisted of about a thousand Cooter Clansmen undergoing a Stitched Human transformation, a dozen Mystic Humans with grotesquely bent bodies, and a Free Human hanging on to life by a thread.

With Bnapbnap taking the initiative, the Cooter Clansmen erected a sphere of blood abundant with the Centinger’s Prana. The Prana in its blood served to regenerate more of the blood when damaged, ensuring the sphere of blood could defend against the regional disaster.

Thanks to the Quill, the Centinger kept regenerating nonstop, allowing the Cooter Clansmen to constantly replenish the blood sphere.

The Mystic Humans hurriedly activated their Spirit Eater transformation and took root upon the Centinger’s body to absorb its nutrients, using which they created Parute Fruits and used psychokinesis to stuff them in the mouths of the Cooter Clansmen.

When necessary, Brunta Brimgan aided the stuffing process by dicing the Parute Fruits into pulp, making it easier for the Cooter Clansmen to digest and replenish their Prana, using which they could keep extracting the Centinger’s blood and maintain the blood sphere.

The blood sphere floated on the water surface and steadily moved downward, for the sea level was dipping.

The Bolts of Transcendence kept spamming for an entire hour, reaching the three digits by now, the sheer heat it generated kickstarted the Dralh Sea’s Death Hour in advance, turning the region into a plasma nightmare as every living being got vaporised.

By the time the blood sphere touched the sea bed, not a speck of water was left behind.