<h4>Chapter 511 Vir and Orakha Team Up</h4>


    ?"My head''s a mess!" Yarsha Zahara screamed in horror, feeling like her mind was being split apart. One part of her wanted to resume her current life of surplus and happiness. But the other part, one with a stronger influence wanted her to rip apart everything the Boar King wanted to create.


    Hatred was a strong emotion, especially one that had marinated over a century. And that, when it hit her in an instant, was overpowering.


    "Mom!" Ba rushed to her rescue but halted in a hurry when a Spirit Weapon made out of Sumatra Gold stopped before her. It had only stopped because it had reached the end of Yarsha Zahara''s Spirit Weapon range.


    Otherwise, Ba would have been attacked. Upon realising this, the oldest daughter of Yarsha Zahara was in shock. "Mom…?"


    "Fucking Boar!" Yarsha Zahara red at her in rage and subconsciously unleashed a Comet a her, mming it on thetter''s face.


    "Why…did you hit me, Mom?" Ba''s eyes moistened in response as she stared at her mother in disbelief, for the first time being hit by her, that too with unfiltered rage, "Please don''t look at me like that, Mother!"


    "Who the fuck is your mother? How dare an abomination like you im to be my child?" Yarsha Zahara screamed as veins popped all over her face and neck. She clutched her head in pain and waved her hand, motioning for Ba to remain beyond her Spirit Weapon range, "Stay there, Ba."


    "I won''t be able to restrain myself. Give me time to calm down." She said in a hurry and copsed to the ground, wheezing in response.


    Standing before her and staring at her in concern was Resha, still in a maddened rage as he targeted everyone else in the vicinity.


    "Did he go bonkers?" Orakha shouted as he drilled into the ground and melted the surrounding soil to form a robust shelter. He peeked through the cover of Mystic Eaters to stare at the raging tornado.


    "Pretty much," A worm slithered into the shelter and reverted to Vir''s form as he scratched his cheek in interest, "He hasn''t done this much in Sumatra Chronicles."


    "Dumbass, is that important?" Orakha sighed as he observed the Raid Team gathering around on one side of the tornado, noticing it cover the nearby entrance to the Attributed Zone, "It''ll be impossible for us to enter it unless he retracts his attack."


    "Well, I don''t want to waste Prana trying to break through it." Vir shrugged casually, "The moment he sees me, he''ll attack me with all his might. His power is a good counter against the current me."


    "Well, look at you, shiny as a Mystic Human." Orakha said in praise before punching Vir in the face, "You almost screwed us over, dumbass!"


    "Hey! We never met before this. Why did you do that?" Vir noticed his skin had peeled off from the punch and hurriedly began healing it using his Prana.


    "The body of the Boar King at the bottom of the Varahan Mansion left behind an Information Slip recording everything you had done," Orakha said and repeated the dialogue exchanged between Vir and the Boar King as proof.


    "Fuck! That happened?" Vir was surprised as he asked in a hurry, "What happened to it?"


    "I dealt with it." Orakha said and continued upon seeing Vir visibly heave a sigh in relief, "Why did you do something that risky if you''re this nervous?"


    "Because it''s exciting!" Vir grinned as wide as humanely possible, "I''m living every day to the best of my capability. And to date, there has never been a boring day. My thumping heart is the proof of that."


    "Is that why you refrained from camping in the Nature slot of Brandal Brimgan?" Orakha asked next, noticing Vir''s face turn cold in response.


    "How much do you know?" Vir asked as a tail jutted out of his back and formed a spear tip that pointed at Orakha on the neck.


    "Rx, I don''t consider you an enemy." Orakha winked cutely, "Rather, you''re my greatest benefactor. Thanks to you, I obtained the body of a powerhouse and a Major Treasure."


    "Haha! I''m your benefactor? Thank goodness," Vir patted his chest lightly andughed, "I was afraid it might have been something else."


    "Something like…" He then stared at Orakha, "Maroppa stubbing her toe?"


    "Is she happy spending time at the Mammoth n?" Vir giggled like a child, "Is she nervous while interacting with the n that annihted her race?"


    "…" Orakha stared at Vir for a few seconds before asking, "Have you been copying In?"


    "I just took reference from him after a stroke of inspiration." Vir patted his chest, "My methods are unique though. I didn''t giarise him."


    "I won''t touch the Major Treasure of Deity." Orakha extended his hand and offered a handshake.


    "Happy to have your cooperation." Vir epted the offer. That short conversation was enough for the two to gauge the extent of danger posed by antagonising each other. And the conclusion they obtained was simple: Fighting now would fuck them both up.


    Both had been using their respective methods to not only gain information but also make ns to target each other.


    While Orakha was observing Vir and targeting thetter''s preparations, Vir was doing the same. Using his Mystic Ewworm form, he could spy across the region without getting detected. He was able to observe Orakha''s and In''s actions.


    The fact that he mentioned Maroppa''s involvement with the Mammoth n meant that he was aware of everything that had happened. There was a good chance her identity was revealed to him.


    Hence, when Orakha wanted to take the Golden Giant with him, Vir threatened thetter using Maroppa. Objectively speaking, Maroppa was a dozen times more valuable than a Major Treasure, especially since she could grant everyone part of the Mammoth n Secondary and Tertiary Natures using Gann''s Nature Weapons.


    Thisbo was extremely valuable. The fact that she could further reinforce a Nature using the Prime Skill of Nature Weapon Assimtion on a Nature Weapon meant that as long as she was on their side, the Mammoth n could continue to grow and evolve.


    Hence, to avoid interfering with each other, the two of them came to apromise. Orakha would take Brandal Brimgan in response to Vir keeping the Golden Giant.


    Since all eight of Brandal Brimgan''s Minor Treasures were not ced in the Golden Giant, its value had increased. So, thepromise was reasonable to both sides.


    Also, while Orakha was interested in the Major Treasure of Deity, Vir wasn''t. He only desired the influence generated in the Golden Giant''s stomach. Even if the Major Treasure of Deity was taken away now, the Golden Giant was its Influenced Region.


    The influence in it would still be maintained, which was enough to constantly strengthen Vir. Moreover, Brandal Brimgan''s body was useless to the current him. He was nning to gift it to Gann anyway.


    After all, a stronger Mammoth n would be a better deterrent against the Boar King, giving Vir better room to manoeuvre and do things. Hence, he didn''t mind Orakha iming it since thetter was working hard for the Mammoth n''s sake anyway.


    So, his priority remained the same from the start to now—Major Treasure of Attribute. It would drastically improve the efficiency and efficacy of his transformations, not to mention allowing him to create stronger tools at the tip of the Ewworm''s tail.


    ''I need to update the threat level of this fucker. He''s rapidly growing stronger.'' Vir thought in seriousness as he observed Orakha. In terms of power, Orakha had the best build. He could steal resources, build apound Human Avatar, and best of all, could revive once a day.


    If he put his mind to survival, it was impossible to kill Orakha. And as he continues to take inspiration from In and Vir to evolve himself, it''ll only be progressively harder to kill him.


    ''First Bl, and now Orakha. They''re all changing at a fundamental mental aspect.'' Vir began to feel the pressure, ''Dammit! I need to hurry and kill my body at the Mammoth n. I don''t want my heavily influenced body to make a mess of my ns.''


    "Argh!" Resha roared and further increased the power of gravity churning into the tornado, turning it heavier and, as a result making it more destructive. He, Yarsha Zahara, and her seven children were in the eye of the tornado, a safe haven in this destructive force of nature.


    "Stay away!" Yarsha Zahara continued to scream as she red at her children, confused to the extreme.


    At that moment, the door to the underground shelter opened as a worm and a Mystic Eater popped out subtly, discussing.


    "Pay me one Sumatra Gold and I''ll assist you in whatever you want in the future." Vir said as he stared at Ruvva lying on the ground next to Yarsha Zahara, "Just help me recover my daughter."


    "It''s strange to see you care about someone." Orakha expressed genuine surprise, "I thought you were selfish and cared only about yourself."


    "I still do. It''s just that," Vir grinned as he stared at Ruvva, "Ruvva is mine. I consider her a part of me. So, nothing has changed."


    "You''re a bastard through and through." Orakha shook his head before epting the cob, "We have a deal. Just keep everyone busy while I grab Ruvva and a few more Sumatra Gold from Yarsha Zahara."


    "Just make it quick." Vir said and slithered out at tremendous speeds, "I can''t face both Resha and Yarsha at the same time and make it out in one piece. Also,"


    His tone carried with it a sense of urgency, "Do it before her mind stabilises. I''m not mentally prepared to deal with a mature Yarsha Zahara."


    "She''s scary."


    "Well, she is the rightful heroine." Orakha said in awe before snorting in disdain towards Resha, "Unlike that doll by the name of Yahira. This dumbass has poor taste."


    "Fucker, don''t badmouth Yahira." Vir snapped back in anger, "She''s a dozen times better."


    "Did your heroine wound the Boar King?" Vir spat in Orakha''s direction, "No, right? So, shut up."


    "Yahira is the best!"