<h4>Chapter 694 Extremely Dangerous Weaklings</h4>


    "Infamy my rotten ass!" Vir cursed in response, "I was terrified when the Boar King chased after me. Fuck did I do to you, man? You med every shit you caused on me!"


    "You broke my knee at the very beginning." In stared away while giving Vir the side-eye re, "If you had forgotten it, I would be d to help jog up your memory."


    "Both of them aren''t even on the same level!" Vir grumbled, "I was this close to losing everything I had umted because of you. Fuck! And if you had nned something like that, you could have at least given me a heads-up so that I could have been mentally prepared about it."


    His body trembled as he shouted, "Even now, I have nightmares of being chased after by the Boar King, chasing a Mammoth n me without any Nature Weapons!"


    "That''s why I''m giving you a heads-up this time." In spoke and pointed towards the ocean, "Also, I''ll say this as many times as necessary, Vir."


    His eyes turned cold, "I wasn''t inviting you."


    "This…fucker…!" Veins popped all across his forehead as Vir red in rage.


    "You have been talking to me as if I was Orakha. I don''t care if you see each other as friends, but I don''t see either of you that way." The air around him trembled as the Royal Zinger''s uninhibited presence billowed out like a raging volcano, "Your only use for me is the fact that you see Brangara as an enemy."


    "The day you lose your worth, I''ll eliminate you to reduce risks."


    ''What…the fuck is this?'' Vir trembled at the seething presence of the Royal Zinger, feeling as if he was aging thousands of times faster even though not a single second''s worth of his lifespan had been stolen. ''Is this the Royal Zinger''s true power? It''s frightening!''


    Instinctively, he changed into Brangara, strengthening his human body to the limit with psychokinesis as Tratham covered his body to form armour. A tail jutted at the back, sporting a de, ready to act as a mid-ranged limb to attack.


    However, a momentter, he became still as a stone, his face pale with fear, looking outside the Biome Bomb to stare at a million Phells closely packed together, staring his way, on the verge of exploding.


    The sight was terrifying, especially since he couldn''t even see much water as the Phells were stacked upon each other. Only then did he feel that the Biome Bomb he was within was gradually changing its presence, from a Tribesman to gradually into that of a nsman.


    It was currently in a transition phase, which was why it only lured the Phells here but hadn''t turned them aggressive yet. But once the transitionpletes, they''ll explode instantaneously, the consequences of which would be disastrous even for him.


    And if he were to transform into the Empyrean Boar King, he''d only be painting a bigger target upon himself, allowing for more spores of Phells totch onto his skin.


    "Did you think I built my base here for no reason?" In''s calm, somewhat maniacal voice resounded, "Even if Brangaraes here, I''ll wee him with a bombardment from a billion Phells first before facing him head-on."


    His gazended on Vir, calm, but ready to destroy thetter with absolute power when necessary. Moreover, swarm tactics would only empower the Royal Zinger, as it could absorb Prana and Lifeforce from its targets.


    Vir could recover Prana at a rapid pace too by consuming the Phells. However, his speed paled inparison to In. Moreover, thetter could steal Prana from him too, something Vir couldn''t do.


    He needed less than a second''s worth of time before realising that he couldn''t do anything against In in this situation, "Fuck!"


    He retracted his presence, vexed by the hand he had been dealt with, and stared at In in defeat, "Do whatever you want."


    "Grow some balls of courage," In retracted his presence andmented, "Why are you so apprehensive of facing Brangara anyway? Didn''t you confidently do so before?"


    "That''s because Brangara didn''t know about my build back then. So I had the advantage in terms of information." Vir sighed in defeat, unable to do anything even though In''s words triggered him, "But that''s no longer the case now. He''ll be better equipped to fight me this time."


    "Who said we''re fighting him?" In stared at him like he was an idiot, "Did you be dumber after growing strong?"


    "The Spirit Stage version of you at the Mammoth n had better brain cells."


    "…Hah," Vir exhaled a long breath and calmed himself, realising that he had beenpletely swept by In''s pace, having been passively reacting to thetter''s words and actions for some time now.


    With a calmer mind, he stared at In, "We''re not fighting him? What exactly do you have in mind then?"


    "ns don''t work if you reveal them to weasels. That''s fifth-grademon sense on Earth." In began to walk through the path leading from the Biome Bomb to the floating tform on the ocean surface, beckoning for Vir to follow him.


    "What kind of bullshit Earth did youe from…?" Vir muttered under his breath as he followed In, quickly masking his expression to remain aloof and dignified as he casually waved to the Mystic Humans who had greeted him.


    The Biome Bombs remained opaque, preventing the Mystic Humans from seeing outside. So, none of them knew about the existence of a million Phells right outside. In only showed it to Vir by making the respective Biome Bomb transparent.


    In was silent throughout the journey, eyeing Vir''s actions from the side,menting once they were climbing the long flight of stairs, far away from everyone else, "Why do you portray yourself as someone you aren''t?"


    "You''re the farthest from an enigmatic leader filled with grace and benevolence."


    "Get off my back, will you?" Vir''s eyelids twitched, "Let me just do my thing in peace. My Mystic Humans are strong, I''ll have you know."


    "But they''ll be stale at this rate." Inmented casually, "Since they''re not facing any enemies that can threaten their lives. So, they''ll never innovate and constantly strive to better themselves, since theyck desperation."


    "The both of us are the best example." In expressed his analysis, "You gained Weaponisation and even elevated it to the Mystic Grade, all while you were weak. Simrly, I paved the way to the Mystic Grade and became a Royal Zinger. Both are tremendous achievements, but,"


    He made eye contact with Vir, "What exactly have we achieved after that?"


    "At the Dralh Sea…" Vir began to speak, only to be cut off by In.


    "The Mystic Humans at the Dralh Sea are merely products brought by a power you already had." In snorted, "You had Internal Astral Cultivator. Even after surviving against Brandal Brimgan, you could have taken your time to elevate other Nature Weapons to the Mystic Grade. But you selected the Mystic Ewworm, since you were confident of taking advantage of its tool condensation capabilities."


    "You already had thought of everything rted to the eventual creation of the Mystic Humans at the Dralh Sea by that point, before you became a Mystic Human." In stared at Vir, "Am I right?"


    Seeing Vir nod in realisation, In asked, "So, I''m asking again."


    "What have you innovated after bing a Mystic Human?"


    "Nothing…" Vir was downcast, having never thought of things this way.


    "It''s because you lost your hunger." In said, "You were no longer desperate for strength. The fact that you care about your reputation, dignity, and everything else is enough proof of that. Back in the day, you only cared about the ways you could attain power, without a moralpass."


    "Remember Sumatra Chronicles?" In asked with a soft voice, continuing upon seeing Vir nod, "We''ve all been there in thement section, iming how we would have done things differently."


    "But now that we have grown strong, we''ve lost that desperate touch." In said, "If you were to pit your current character against your old self at the First Minor Crisis, what do you think the oue would be?"


    "I…" Vir didn''t want to say it out loud, but he could easily picture the truth. If he were to face his old self at the First Minor Crisis, he would be killed in a matter of minutes. Back then, when they were affected by the Fragment Disease that caused their bodies to creak at the slightest exertion, survival was their strongest thought, thumping every second of their being.


    Every second, they used everything at their disposal to survive, think about survival, n and scheme to survive better in the future.


    What about now? Vir could take a seat out in the wilds defencelessly and wouldn''t suffer any danger to his life. If he were to assume hisplete transformation, even Gold Grade Pranic Beasts would be struggling to scratch his body, not to mention truly harm him.


    Even a single body of his was tremendously powerful, so much so that it needed a horde of Gold Grade Pranic Beasts to threaten his life. Even in a blessed region like the Brimgan Empire, there were officially only 300 Gold Grade Pranic Beasts, all from different races.


    To make matters worse, Vir was at the 2-Life Stage. That meant the sense of danger he felt from Sumatra''s wilds was even lower. The only existence he truly felt threatened by was the Celestial Boar.


    Sumatra Continent itself wasn''t as dangerous anymore. As a result, he lost fear, no longer desperate for survival.


    "Didn''t we think about the question many times upon arriving here?" In continued, "Even when filled with hatred, why did the Boar King remain at the 3-Life Stage for two millennia and only progress through the Life Stage after seeing the Major Treasure of Attribute?"


    "Each time he attacked the Mammoth n led by Raaha, had he been at the 5-Life Stage, he could have killed them all. But he never progressed beyond the 3-Life Stage." In said, noticing Vir remain dead silent, "You''re getting my point now?"


    "He was filled with hatred and there were risks associated with fighting so many Empyrean Tusks at the same time, but he never felt that his life was threatened by them." Vir''s eyes widened in realisation as he continued to speak his thoughts, "His power at the 3-Life Stage was enough to slowly, but surely annihte the Empyrean Tusks."


    "Yes, and that''s why he never realised his true potential, since he never had the need to." In nodded, "The Boar King was simply too strong to be desperate for survival."


    "And after our evolution, we''ve be the same." In sighed, staring at his hands as he clenched them hard, "The current me is smart, way beyond anything my Mammoth n self could have imagined. But, I''m barely using a portion of my true capabilities in terms of innovation, even when pressured by the Celestial Boar. Whatever I''m doing now are simply ideas I have crafted as a Mammoth nsman."


    "I''m…simply too strong. The current me cannot be threatened by anyone other than the Celestial Boar. And even against the Celestial Boar, I can jump into the air and glide to safety." He stared at Vir and concluded, "That''s our current issue."


    "So, this time, we''ll be thinking of targeting Brangara without our powers, purely using our brains."


    "You mean…?" Vir''s eyes widened in shock as he stared at In in disbelief, "Are you suggesting we infiltrate the Wean n after sealing our Spirit Containers or something?"


    "Yes," In was dead serious, "That''s exactly what we''ll be doing."


    "We''re the most dangerous when batshit weak!"