I'll Surpass The MC-Chapter 803 The Second Calamity

803 The Second Calamity

"How are you faring now?" Yahard Tusk asked as he approached Yennda, "Will you be able to handle the upcoming fight?"

"Yeah, that's not an issue." Yennda flexed his muscles as he entered the body of the Prime Enran, "This guy will be doing the fighting anyway. I'm just a pilot for this body."

"But what about you?" Yennda stared at Yahard Tusk to ask, "You have yet to unleash your Mystic Grade Nature."

"That…I'm not sure." Yahard Tusk sighed, "Even when I activate all three Natures, I'm unable to combine them to produce the power of a Mystic Grade Nature. It feels as if I can naturally achieve it, but for some reason, I'm unable to do so. Maybe it's because I've only recently adjusted to this state."

'Yeah, it was a pain trying to get you under control every time you went insane.' Yennda thought for a moment before staring at Harrala, "Then, I'll be taking my leave now."

"Will you…ever return?" Harrala hesitated, her eyes moist as she stared at Yennda, almost pleading.

"Do you want me to return?" Yennda asked calmly.

"Yes!" Harrala replied firmly.

"Then I'll return, no matter what I have to do." Yennda waved his hand and began to walk away, 'Until the day you need me, I'll be there. After that, I'll have no reason to live anymore. It's why I remain at the Iron Grade.'

He let out a mild sigh and stared at the sky, 'My current natural lifespan means I'll die sometime during the Fourth Major Disaster. That's perfect. The Yellow Mystic Path will unleash its effect by then, which means I've served my purpose.'

"Let's leave," He nodded at Yahard Tusk and turned back to see a teary-eyed figure of Harrala standing far away now, 'Honestly, the Yellow Mystic Path is damn weak. I'm not sure if it's enough to get her to the Mystic Grade even if it's filled. But whatever, she's already strong enough.'

"I'll be waiting!" Harrala shouted upon seeing Yennda leave, "You've promised to return, Dad! You have to uphold it!"

"Got it," Yennda's expression was solemn, as if he had received his life's orders, intending to stake everything he had on it, 'I'll survive the Third Major Disaster and return home, safe and sound. That's the plan anyway.'

"Are you confident?" Yahard Tusk asked as the duo walked away, gradually approaching a narrow waterway.

"Honestly, no." Yennda shook his head, "My abilities are working against the current you only because you've yet to unlock the full extent of the Mystic Tentacle's power. I can't be confident of doing the same in the future."

"But all you need to succeed is a single touch." Yahard Tusk said and wiped his nose, "That was extremely terrifying, you know? The potency of your ability has increased drastically in the last few times we fought. I was pretty nervous in our latest fight."

"And you've built your Pranic Beast form out of the Celestial Boar's hands. So I'm confident your powers will work with greater potency on the Celestial Boar, since you have experimenting on mutating his body the most." Yahard Tusk patted Yennda on the shoulder. "You're strong, Yennda. You just need to go all out."

"I felt that you were holding back, even in our latest fight."

"My powers can only take effect if I manage to touch Brangara's body. However, considering how he'll be armed with Subtle Terrain Domination, I don't think there will be an opportunity to get close to him, not to mention make contact with his body." Yennda shook his head, 'Besides, you don't understand how fearsome my power is.'

'Bacteria, Fungi, Pathogen, Viruses, I can combine them at the macro level to create large cells. Some of these can fool the immune system and even make it work against the host body.' Yennda subtly shook his head, 'Some of these can result in the body rejecting its own Prana.'

He stared at Yahard Tusk, 'I applied a bit of that principle and he struggled against it. Had I used the most potent version and he became careless, it'll be too late by the time he realises what was happening to his body.'

'By then, his body will be the cause of a Major Disaster. No,' Yennda let out a soft breath, 'It'll be far worse.'

Primary Nature—Fission and Fusion!

Through it, he could create outgrowths of his body and detach them from his body. He could do the same for other bodies and if necessary, fuse those outgrowths into himself. This was what he used primarily to build his Pranic Beast body.

Secondary Nature—Infection!

It numbs the target body's Prana, diminishing its three aspects of body, mind, and soul. Through Infection, Yennda could inject various microorganisms into the target body and prevent the body's Prana from recovering itself to an optimal state.

Infection significantly weakened the body's response to any external changes, allowing Yennda to freely play around with his target bodies.

Tertiary Nature—Mutation!

This basically caused controlled cancer in the target. Upon its activation, Prana in the target body would be consumed to cause rapid cell division. Yennda could either control the cancerous growth or allow it to freely grow as it pleases until it destroyed the target body from within.

'Theoretically, only beings with Prana could exist on Sumatra. That's the rule. So, since microorganisms aren't developed enough to house even a single unit of Prana, they cannot exist.' Yennda thought, 'However, that's in terms of microorganisms.'

The so-called microorganisms that Yennda created were pretty much Spirit Containers, the kind present in the hearts of Spirit Stage cultivators. Even a cluster of 100 Spirit Containers was barely a tenth of a grain of rice.

And back at the Sticky Slip Plateau following the Fifth Minor Crisis, after joining hands with Blola and Virala, Yennda used his powers on a mass of flesh and blood left behind by the Empyrean Tusk herd. It also consisted of corpses of Decaleeches.

Through them, he succeeded in creating smaller Spirit Containers, those tiny enough to move through the blood vessels. Thanks to it, Yennda's powers had grown significantly dangerous.

He could leave behind a few 'microorganisms' in the body of a target and keep them dormant there for as long as he needed. They'll be like a virus, dead, coming alive only when certain conditions are met.

'So, I don't dare use my powers freely. Bizarre Pranic Beasts will spawn out of the bodies of every living being in existence and cause an unrelenting plague.' He stopped and touched a tree, 'Especially since even if it's faint, there are traces of Prana in all the trees too. And as living beings, they're fully susceptible to my power.'

"If I'm not careful, I'll become the Second Calamity," Yennda muttered under his breath.

"Did you say something?" Yahard Tusk asked as he arrived at the shore of a narrow river.

"Just mumbling to myself." Yennda shook his head and activated his body's Tertiary Nature of Lagrange to create a complex boat that was a mixture between a Satellite and a Comet.

Multiple Satellites and Comets were combined to create an engine as the boat revved into life. With a snap of his finger, another Comet condensed beside him. It consisted of two spheres connected by a string.

The Comet accelerated towards the nearby tree as the string cut through it like a laser. It swerved around a few times and before the tree could lean and collapse onto the ground, it had been diced into multiple pieces.

A third Comet appeared, transforming into a hand as it grabbed a log and flew towards the boat to stockpile it on the deck, 'A rate of deceleration of 0.001 metres per second. It is minor enough to be unnoticeable but major enough to ensure its survival.'

Comets could crash into a target, travelling for as long a distance the Prana reserves in it could sustain. Of course, if it kept accelerating after leaving the Enran's Spirit Weapon range, it would be entering a state of flight.

And obviously, as a consequence of that, the Comet would get erased by the Influenced Region of Hidden Eye. And if it happened a few times, the Enran would also be erased. Moreover, if it continued to occur in a region, the Hidden Eye would erase the entire race itself.

Therefore, that small amount of deceleration meant the Comet was considered a projectile and not an object in flight. This wasn't done consciously by the Enran, 'It doesn't even know or is aware. It is just that its ancestors had evolved while pressed for survival, ensuring its Secondary Nature morphed to accustom a small level of deceleration.'

"Evolution and Survival of the Fittest, the core concepts of Sumatra." Yennda muttered as the Comet finished stockpiling the logs on the boat. When necessary, the Comets could feed on it to generate the Prana to fuel the boat's movements.

"Let's go," Yahard Tusk boarded the boat, saying once Yennda took a seat beside him, "I'll tell you the route, just follow my instructions."

"Okay," Yennda nodded, staring in awe as Yahard Tusk grabbed a random rock from nearby and used Thought Condensation on it. Soon, patterns formed on it, closely resembling the bark of a Decodus Tree.

After staring at it for a few minutes, Yahard Tusk nodded, "I know of a downstream route that'll bring us close to Kalahatra Desert."

"I figured out shit," Yahard Tusk sighed, "It's the power of a Mystic Tentacle, or whatever the previous generations of Mystic Tentacles had achieved. So, information just pours into my mind space the moment I do something."

06:02

"How do you know how to do that?" Yennda expressed his curiosity, "I've worked on Decodus Tree bark during my time at the Varahan Empire, but I still couldn't figure out its secrets. All I am aware of is that it has the map of the entire Sumatra Continent."

"I figured out shit," Yahard Tusk sighed, "It's the power of a Mystic Tentacle, or whatever the previous generations of Mystic Tentacles had achieved. So, information just pours into my mind space the moment I do something."

"Honestly, either the Chief or Orakha should have wielded this power." He muttered with a sullen tone, "They would have been able to wield its full power. I'm just…not talented enough…eh?"

Thump! Thump!

Yahard Tusk blinked in confusion upon noticing eight spikes in Prana from his chest, "These are..the Minor Treasures of Orakha's Checkpoint. They were inactive until now. Why have they suddenly pulsing?"

'Did something happen to Orakha?' Yennda frowned, silently wondering if he should try to investigate, 'No, that's useless. I'm being driven to head to the Kalahatra Desert strongly now. Time's up, so I cannot deviate from my path at this point.'

"Sir…" Yennda muttered, slowly nudging Yahard Tusk as he pointed at the shore, frowning at the entity subtly hidden behind a tree stem, but still visible enough to his senses, "I'm not hallucinating this, right?"

"Why's there an unguarded Parute Tree here?"