Chapter 300 Who’s Trapping Who?


    In wasn''t wasting his time while getting close to Wittral. No, he was also spying for information about the rest of the Cooter nsmen on the ind.


    As he observed them, through his attention to detail as an artist, he noted how they moved and behaved while talking to each other, their bodynguage and facial expressions regarding various topics, etc.


    Scattered across Fral Ind were his Empyrean Zinger Scouts hiding within stones, listening to their every conversation. All these data were transmitted to him by a series of shrieks at opportune moments.


    In then ryed this information to the Empyrean Zinger Scouts who began to build puppets for every single Cooter nsman.


    When he enveloped two of them in a Prana Bomb, shrunk it, and swallowed it, the Prana Bomb returned to its original size once it was in his biome. It shattered to reveal two unconscious Cooter nsmen.


    Immediately in response, the Empyrean Zinger Scouts ganged upon them, peeling off their eyes, hair, throat, and skin toplete their puppet.


    One of them then used the Skill of Prana Domination, losing fifty Prana in the process permanently as it had unleashed this Skill through the Mystic Mist Art. Before it lost all Prana, the Empyrean Zinger Scout seeded in transforming the Cooter nsman into a Spirit Weapon.


    It then consumed a bunch of Elixirs, forcibly elevating its Prana capacity in order to control such a powerful Cooter nsman. With a thought from it, a stream of Prana surged into the Cooter nsman and actuated his Spirit Container, causing his body to release Prana which was influenced by his Primary Nature, generating a colourful mist.


    A group of Empyrean Zinger Scouts grunted in pain as they activated Mystic Mist Art and refined this mist into their Spirit Weapon, for that was the ability granted to those who cultivated this cultivation technique.


    Mammoth nsmen controlled bones they refined as a Spirit Weapon. Simrly, Cooter nsmen controlled clouds—any fluid—they refined as a Spirit Weapon.


    After generating enough of the colourful mist, they stored them all in Prana Bombs,pressing them to the limit. Following that, these Empyrean Zinger Scouts consumed some Elixirs and took position within the lungs of the puppet they had finished refining.


    Both the puppets had containers of Prana Bombs with the mist specially generated by the respective Cooter nsman''s Primary Nature. They would be able to control it like a Spirit Weapon and y off as the original.


    The two Cooter nsmen were still in the biome, unconscious, bound by Prana Bomb coffins. If there was a need for more of their exclusive mist, it would be extracted from them. In would then supply it to the respective puppet.


    He stared at the two puppets and observed them working perfectly. Their actions, voice, bodynguage, and Prana signature were all perfect. As a demonstration, one of them brought out a small cloud and controlled it before retracting it.


    "It looks good enough." In nodded and left behind a word of caution as he disappeared, "Only do the bare minimum necessary."


    Exiting the stone house, his figure jumped from one ce to another like a piece of cotton candy, generating no sound as he quickly approached another house and sauntered into it.


    Two secondster, the three Cooter nsmen within were unconscious. Like before, he stored them in his biome and reced them with their puppets. It took less than twenty minutes before In dealt with all 16 Cooter nsmen.


    ''Even their leader is weak.'' He thought, understanding how strong he had gotten once he decided to go all out. Since he only took action afterpleting his preparations, there was no room for error. When he struck, he won, immediately.


    The Cooter nsman acting as the Fral Ind''s leader was at the peak of the Body Stage. After he was reced by a puppet, In observed that the battle between Wittral and the Gold Grade Pranic Beasts was about to end.


    He hurriedly returned to his stone hut, swallowed the puppet acting as him, took on his female form, and sat pretty. He began to brew tea, making a lot of it this time, smiling brightly as a bloody Wittral sauntered in, "You''re beaten up pretty badly this time."


    "Those damn cowards are stronger than I had expected." Wittral grumbled, "They stopped fighting once I dealt serious injuries to one of them."


    "Are you…alright?" In asked, worried, "You''re dripping blood all over the ce."


    "These wounds? They are nothing." Wittralughed as his injuries healed in a matter of seconds, "I''m an expert in terms of recovery."


    "Your Human Avatar equivalent must be either at the peak of the Silver Grade or even…" In muttered, solemn, nodding in realisation after staring at Wittral, "I see, no wonder Nurnur called you special."


    "Your powers are at the Gold Grade."


    ''Nurnur and her loose mouth.'' Wittral''s eye twitched for a moment upon realising that he too hadn''t taken much care in masking his abilities. He then patted his stomach and slumped at one corner, "Anyway, I''m starving."


    "Gimme some tea."


    "Right on time," In poured him a cup, "I made extra after seeing your fight."


    "You were able to see from this far away?" Wittral raised an eyebrow.


    "As if," In rolled his eyes, "Nothing was visible through the ink-ck sea. But I could see the violent sshes and the asional sounds produced from your fight."


    "Say," Wittral expressed his curiosity once he emptied an entire jug of tea, "How did our fightpare to your Empire''s Princes and Princesses?"


    "It was okay, I guess?" In tilted his head, "I mean, a Brimgan Empire''s Royalty isbelled a Prince or Princess only after they have killed a Gold Grade Pranic Beast."


    "That''s our customary tradition. So, all of them are very strong."


    "That''s interesting." Wittral nodded as he thought of something all of a sudden and pped his thigh, saying, "Oh right, I forgot to mention."


    "The ship will be arriving in two days." He said, "I received word from my Settlement Leader that the ship would be ready to set out for the Brimgan Empire once you receive your share of Influence Easing Elixir."


    "Really?" In became excited at the news, "Thank goodness. I was starting to miss home already."


    "Is that so?" Wittralughed and asked, "Since you''re leaving early, why not tell me more stories before you set off?"


    "Sure," In nodded and began speaking, "There was a time when my grandfather went to the Dieng Canyon. He faced off against four Zinger Kings alone…"


    It waste into the night by the time Wittral left the house. He calmly walked down a beaten path, feeling a pair of eyes on him. He eventually walked to the shore and entered a stone house. But right upon entering it, he tapped the ground, creating a tunnel in which he jumped.


    The ground parted way for him to run through as Wittral used his Primary Nature to quickly scale up the mountain from the underground tunnel, soon surfacing at an altitude of two kilometres. He walked out of the tunnel to stare at the figure of the 6-Life Stage Nurnur beside him, asking, "Did you find out anything?"


    "Yeah," Nurnur nodded, "While handing out rations today, I noticed the eyes of the Free Humans shine with hope. They glinted with a lustre I have never seen before."


    Right as she spoke, she stared down at the stone house situated at an altitude of six hundred metres, watching the figure of In stealthily sneak out and scale down the mountain, "As I suspected."


    "Her true objective foring here is our Free Humans."