Connecting the Dralh Sea to the Brimgan Sea, where the Brimgan Empire was situated, was a channel artificially created to connect the two regions.
The Cooter-Brimgan Channel!
It allowed for faster transfer of goods and information between the two regions. It was a trade agreent between the Cooter Clan and the Brimgan Empire, where the Cooter Clan would supply them with dicines to aid in the construction of their Human Avatars while the Brimgan Empire would supply them with precious minerals that could be turned into powerful Spirit Pools.
After the Cooter Clan’s Dralh Sea branch got destroyed by the Celestial Boar, this trade agreent beca null. And once the Mystic Humans gained control over the Dralh Sea, a new agreent was put in place.
The Mystic Humans would supply the Brimgan Empire with Parute Fruits. And in response, the Brimgan Empire will send them refined Tratham.
The mont Brunta Brimgan’s split body reached the Brimgan Empire and conveyed the information he had figured out, the Brimgan Empire promptly sent multiple ships through the Cooter-Brimgan Channel to aid the Mystic Humans at the Dralh Sea.
They weren’t late. In truth, they would have reached Prata City around the sa ti as the Cooter Clan’s Raid group. They were, however, annihilated the mont they entered the Dralh Sea.
100 kilotres into the Dralh Sea, after entering the region through the Cooter-Brimgan Channel, the wreckage of the Brimgan Empire ships lay scattered about.
Biljro surveyed the surroundings while holding a large container that held his parents. He observed the Mystic Humans arrive one after another and stop next to him.
"W-What happened?" Tarah was one of them, having bolted from Prata City alongside her father the mont they heard Biljro’s warning. Her arm was bent out of shape while her legs resembled tentacles.
However, Tarah had overco the Stitched Human influence in her body and was already making a recovery. After a few weeks, she would be back to normal. She was currently being supported by her father. As they had newly beco Mystic Humans, they were extrely slow in their movents.
The experienced Mystic Humans were faster. But they arrived at a similar ti, for they had rerouted to grab their respective friends and families, after which they moved on Tratham boats.
"We need to be careful," Biljro uttered once he tallied the survivors, ’There’s thirty Mystic Humans. It’s not much.’
Before the Depraved Human Major Disaster hit, there were more than 600 Mystic Humans living in the Dralh Sea.
The total Mystic Human population had almost reached 900, and those not at the Dralh Sea had actually been sent to various Free Human Kingdoms that had affiliations to the Brimgan Empire.
Mystic Humans generally gave birth to Free Humans. Only in extrely rare situations could they give birth to a Mystic Human.
If they were to mate with a Free Human, their Free Human child had significantly better attunent to the Human Avatar built by the respective bloodline. Therefore, the Royalty of Free Human Kingdoms preferred having kids with Mystic Humans.
The practice was put into effect after Yoribu beca part of the Mystic Human Council in efforts to strengthen the Free Humans across the various regions.
The Mystic Human Council was stationed at the Dralh Sea. And other than the Mystic Humans who were located too far away in the Dralh Sea to not have received the summons, or had been too late in responding, among the ones that had gathered at Prata City, only thirty had survived.
"I can’t sense anything dangerous in our proximity, but the fact that the Brimgan Empire’s ships have been destroyed implies the presence of soone extrely powerful." As Biljro spoke, the Mystic Humans alongside their friends and families boarded the Tratham ship he created.
It was large enough to house them all, and was also capable of generating sufficient defensive strength. The mont the Mystic Humans were on board, they erected additional defensive arrangents on the ship, ensuring it could withstand the attacks of even a pinnacle existence once.
Hiding underneath the debris from a Brimgan Empire’s ship was Torq’s submarine. He observed the Tratham ship and focused on surveying the surroundings.
Even though the Tratham ship was significantly safer than his Gentle Coral submarine, Torq was hesitant to join the other party. ’Based on what I know about the Tratham ships, my submarine is faster. With the Narlakk Pet, I can camouflage myself through the water better.’
’But, sothing feels amiss.’ His head spun from all the thinking he had done earlier. Even though he had been late, what he had predicted was right on the mark. Yoribu ended up eating Raefrag and the situation derailed from there.
[The Boar, the Zinger, and especially you, the Brat. To the three of you that have given the most headaches, I promise this...I’ll screw your lives to the extent, your mind won’t be able to endure another regression.]
He suddenly recalled the peacock’s declaration from the furball’s mories and focused on the series of events that had transpired past that, ’Across everything, there were monts where my life was at risk, but that was rely a consequence of the battlefield’s chaos. Nowhere was I directly targeted.’
’Even when the Centinger targeted , It was only as a consequence of provoking it first. Its target was Runthral all along.’ He thought, extended his hand and ripped Eureur Pet’s facial skin.
"What are you doing?" Eureur Pet gasped in surprise as her face healed.
"Mother," Torq asked without hesitation, "Please get the skin of a Phell, no matter how small it is. I need an intact piece of its skin."
"What are..." Eureur Pet frowned.
"NOW!" Torq shouted and fell in thought. Eureur Pet only observed him in silence for a mont and exited the submarine, returning within a minute while holding an unconscious Phell. Covering it was a thin layer of mist that prevented it from detecting any foreign presence, for the mont it were to detect sothing, it would explode.
"Thank you," Torq ripped off its skin casually with bare hands, as if he had practiced tens of thousands of tis. As he nodded, Eureur Pet launched the Phell far away, hearing an explosion a couple seconds later.
"What are you thinking about now?" She asked upon seeing Torq roll up the skins and insert them into a small container. "And..."
She gasped in surprise upon feeling a familiar presence from within the container, "In it...is there...?"
"Father’s skin, yes." Torq nodded, "I ripped off a piece when I saved him from the Millinger."
"It was my backup in case I couldn’t manage to save him." He spoke, for his goal was to ensure his survival the most. And the mont he couldn’t guarantee that, he intended to flee. The skins of Raurau and others would co to assist him in the future, since they could live no different to the original, only limited to one body however, as a Pet.
Boom!
As Torq fell into thought, he noticed Bolts of Transcendence descend from the skies. The mont he saw over a dozen strikes, sothing clicked in his mind. ’That’s where my suspicion is coming from!’
’Even if Yoribu gets an Empyrean Boar King body, her strength can never reach a level where she can summon so many bolts. She’ll only be at the 8-Life Stage after all.’ Torq frowned, ’The Depraved Humans can only summon one bolt individually. That ans,’
His eyes trembled, ’Virala is the one who has summoned them. But why?’
’This is a last-ditch thod. It’s impossible for him to be desperate, since he literally has a Minor Treasure that can revive him!’ Slowly, the more he thought about the situation, the more he frowned. And then, upon seeing the number of Bolts of Transcendence increase, and the sea begin to vaporise in response, things finally clicked into place. ’I see.’
’This is the end.’ Without hesitation, Torq slamd his forehead on the floor and uttered, "Sumatra, your Blessed One seeks,"
"The Gold’s Influence."
The world around him turned monochromatic, as Torq lifted his head, scrambling behind in alarm, to see a hand frozen in place, re centitres away from his neck.
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