Chapter 761: Self-Sufficient Free Human


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    Terkuton District!


    It was a new District that had been built in the Varahan Empire only four years ago. As a result, it didn''t have anything special going for it yet, with its Kingdom acquisition still in process.


    There was a stream of people funnelling into the District from the migratory Free Humans that have been recruited into their fold. These Free Humans were part of a group that lost their homes from a recent Minor Crisis and were busy fleeing, searching for a new ce of dwelling.


    The Lord of the Terkuton District, YoriBuntara, extended her support to them and seeded in recruiting them into her fold. She was still making ns to finalise the region she''d target and gain control, using which she''ll develop herself in the future, simr to her nsmen.


    Every few days, a new Wean nsman was being born, adding to thepetition. There was absolutely no one who could target the Varahan Empire, with the only existences capable of harming it still umting power in regions far, far away.


    Without any threat to keep them in check, including the side effects of Voracious Nature, the Wean nsmen disyed their reproductive power, breeding at speeds that put Silver Grade Pranic Beasts at shame.


    After a certain point, the poption of Wean nsmen began to grow exponentially. Some of the older districts had Wean nsmen as a married couple. They had started their family tool, with their kids taking control of important sectors in their District.


    YoriBuntara was the child of one such couple. However, she didn''t want to take over assets handed to her on a golden tter by her parents, who were basically powerhouses by now, having entered the 4-Life Stage already.


    She was an ambitious woman and intended to forge her own path, which was why she came to the outskirts of the Varahan Empire''s territory and founded the Terkuton District, having serious ns for development.


    However, all went to shit as her luck was pure shit!


    woman and


    "Khahahaha!" A man roared raucously as he slumped his heavy arm around fondled her breasts, "And then? Go on, tell the rest of our guests about your ambitious dream."


    "I...I wanted to..." YoriBuntara stammered, flinching every time the man made the slightest action. Her body was riddled with scorch marks. However, they didn''t heal, not because she couldn''t heal them but because she didn''t dare.


    "Go on, be brave, will you?" The man inched towards her face and used the tip of his beard to tickle her ear, "The mighty princess should be bolder than this..."


    He gently lifted her right hand and caressed her fingers with longing. He slowly brought them to his mouth and sucked on them, moaning in relish as the woman trembled in fear. His stomach churned in hunger as he automatically chomped hard, severing the woman''s fingers.


    "Yummm...delish!" He muttered as his mouth made grating sounds, crushing the finger bones into a pulp as he swallowed them. He stared at the woman and said with a kind gaze, cing his lips on her, "Heal them."


    YoriBuntara was unable to resist in the slightest, epting the kiss as she obediently healed her fingers, internally relieved as what she had been subjected to today waspletely tame aspared to what she endured on average.


    "Lord Nay!" A middle-aged man knelt before the burly man and saluted, "We lost contact with the team dispatched to the Noikatol District."


    "Lost contact?" The burly man addressed as Lord Nay stopped crunching upon YoriBuntara''s fingers, his gaze hardening in response as he asked, "Did the Peacekeepers ambush them?"


    "No," The middle-aged man shook his head, "Based on our spy reports, the Peace Keepers are still investigating our team''s whereabouts in the Noikatol District. They weren''t the one responsible."


    "Hmm..." Lord Nay thought for a moment before giving his orders, "Kill all our spies and wipe out all traces of us in the Noikatol District. We can''t give them any clues that allows our enemies to track us."


    His expression hardened as he thought of the existences standing at the pinnacle of the Varahan Empire, ''If they have personally taken action, then it makes sense. My men aren''t yet at a level where they can spy on the moments of powerhouses.''


    ''Thankfully, the team we dispatched was trained in another District and only have one mode of contact with us.'' Lord Nay gave anothermand, "Kill the one responsible for training that group."


    "Yes..." The middle-aged man remained silent for a seconds before nodding, "It has beenpleted just now."


    "Good," Lord Nay rxed a little, ''All traces have been erased. They can''t figure out where I am.''


    Terkuton District was the headquarters of Tmas, the terrorist organisation established by Lord Nay. But this information was known only by two people, Lord Nay and YoriBuntara.


    Even the middle-aged man was just a regr citizen being controlled by Lord Nay to act as his representative. He created a special skill using a set of Natures that can impart certain information in the memories of an individual.


    When this individual enters Lord Nay''s Spirit Weapon range, he''ll remember everything. But the moment he walks away, all the rted memories will be locked, turning him into a


    regr citizen.


    Glove Slip! Information Lock!


    These techniques used by the Peacekeeping force had been analysed by Lord Nay and replicated for his purpose, using which he remained absolutely hidden while making his people move for the purpose of targeting the Wean n.


    The Peacekeepers in Terkuton District had fallen under his control since day one, maintaining a consistent lie from the get go. It was why Lord Nay wasn''t discovered, since he had targeted YoriBuntara on the same day she set up Terkuton District.


    "It''s fun, right?" His beard iled gently as his rectangr face broadened further under his smile. He fondled YoriBuntara in excitement, "Your Emperor is such a powerful existence but cannot even manage to detect puny little me."


    "P-Please don''t talk b-bad about..." YoriBuntara intended to resist but her words were blocked by another kiss.


    "You talk too much." Lord Nay continued to kiss her for a few minutes before he was turned


    on. He got up, his figure reaching a height of three metres, gigantic. Carried in his arms was YoriBuntara, barely mounting any resistance as he brought her to the nearby bedroom.


    Moaning sounds resounded between both parties immediately after, apanied by rumbling ps. Soon, what followed were screams of horrors as bone crunching sounds reverberated throughout the ce.


    "Thanks for the feast!" Lord Nay smiled at the terrified figure of YoriBuntara huddled at the corner of the bedroom as he continued to eat another body of hers. Blood dripped on his body as he used it like water, wiping himself with twisted perversion.


    Soon, he finished eating the body, returning to normalcy as he stared at the figure of YoriBuntara who had fallen to the 1-Life Stage, "Go, consume an Elixir and build your second


    body."


    "I''m giving you an hour."


    "Y-Yes," YoriBuntara opened a drawer to reveal a row of High-Grade Elixirs. She grabbed six and downed them one after another, condensing the surging Prana into her Spirit Container that birthed a second one of its kind.


    Soon, she entered the 2-Life Stage, feeling hungry. Like clockwork, Lord Nay lifted her and


    brought her to the bathroom to wash up. Following that, they wore luxurious clothes and entered the dining room where a feast enough for a hundred people had been prepared.


    "Let''s eat!" Lord Nay said as he and YoriBuntara finished up everything in an hour. While eating, he stared at her obedient self, chuckling mentally, ''Even if she tries her best, she can never escape me.''


    Once they had their fill, Lord Nay slouched on a bed and watched YoriBuntara seated nearby, going through a stack of Information Slips, resuming her work as Lord of Terkuton District. ''A princess has be my ything. I only needed to extend my hand to grasp this


    opportunity.''


    His face beamed into a smile as he closed his eyes and focused on his Spirit Containers.


    Primary Nature-Blessed Inheritance!


    Originally, Lord Nay went by the name of Narkahamy, a regr citizen of the Varahan Empire.


    He had a Silver Grade Vara Human Avatar as everyone else, sporting the Primary Nature of Gracious Inheritance.


    He always sought luxury, his thirst for ambition strong. However, reality was otherwise. No matter how strong he became, that was only at the Silver Grade, one among the dozens of millions at the Varahan Empire.


    Everyone at the Empire had Silver Grade strength. And even beyond the Varahan Empire,


    Silver Grade strength made him a strong existence, but not one that could remain unfettered. To dominate a region, one needs at be at the Gold Grade, which was his long-time desire.


    He spent most of his lifesavings to purchase a Suit, for he wanted to know how a suitcase


    could expand to perfectly wrap around a person as a beautiful suit. The day he started wearing the Suit, and listened to music on his Gramophone as usual, he experienced faint dreams while asleep, of him being someone strong.


    That was brought about by his desire, so it was natural. He had been having such dreams since


    young. However, what changed this time was that the dreams were slightly more nuanced. A few months into it and one of the dreams triggered something in him.


    Narkahamy woke up with a start, his body too excited to fall asleep anymore, for a thought


    now had cemented itself in his mind.


    Consuming an Empyrean Boar!


    He first struggled toe to reality with the thought process, afraid of the consequences of


    acting upon it. But over time, he began to research upon the notion, experimenting


    everything in his power to verify the validity of his thoughts.


    There was a chance!


    The moment he arrived at the conclusion, Narkahamy began preparation, umting


    Natures suitable for the task. And then, he targeted YoriBuntara, easily seeding as he had


    ounted for all possibilities.


    And once he began to consume her bodies, he realised he was incredibly in tune with the


    Empyrean Boar influence. He only had to consume three bodies of YoriBuntara before there


    was a mild change in his cultivation technique of Gold Inheritance Art.


    Then, he received it, the Secondary Nature that he had verified would be obtained.


    Secondary Nature-Voracious Nature.


    However, it was only at the Silver Grade, with extreme limitations, useful only on existences


    with Iron and Silver Grade strength. The side effects were stronger, making the influence from even Iron Grade Natures hard to handle.


    From there, he lived, ate, and shat like an Empyrean Boar, ensuring to also copte with one


    daily to attune himself as deeply with the race as possible. He consumed one body of her daily while experimenting upon her physique to the full extent.


    In a mere two years, hisprehension of the Empyrean Boar Race attained a qualitative


    leap, allowing him to obtain another Nature, bing first of Free Humans to produce a mineral capable of building a Human Avatar with.


    Tertiary Nature-Vara um!


    The tusks of an Empyrean Boar were just a body part. Yarsha Zahara figured out a cultivation


    technique that could use powdered Empyrean Boar tusks as a mineral, which came to be called


    Vara.


    Vara um concentrated Empyrean Boar characteristics in his nails, turning them into the same material as the tusks of an Empyrean Boar. Basically, as he lives life, his nails would grow, basically producing Vara for his use.


    Using it, he steadily began to build his Human Avatar, eventually recing the Vara sourced


    from an Empyrean Boar. And the day his Human Avatar was solely made from Vara sourced from his nails, he mutated, bing a Gold Grade existence.


    That''s when his Primary Nature evolved from Gracious Inheritance to Blessed Inheritance, the


    same as the Varahan Empire''s Royal Guard. But the powers it granted him were on a whole other level, as what he had naturally arrived at through a series of coincidences and umted research results was the core concept that Mystic Tentacles were based on.


    His three Naturesplemented each other andbined to unleash a unified effect, easily making him one of the most dangerous Free Humans to exist on Sumatra.


    In had nted seeds of discord in as many people as he could, with the Gramophones expanding the same effect on their own, having a reach vastly beyond him. Majority of the


    seeds never germinated.


    And in cases they did, the results were nothing worthmenting about. However, from time


    to time, it sprouted in ambitious individuals withpetence, making them create faint waves across the Varahan Empire.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    There was nock of geniuses among the Free Humans. But majority of them died futile


    deaths due to how dangerous Sumatra was and also them being limited in opportunity, as Free Humans could only Build Humans Avatars out of minerals they could get their hands on.


    Narkahamy was one such genius who stumbled upon an opportunity and had thepetence to capitalise on it, bing an individual beyond what In had hoped.


    At zing speeds, Narkahamy not only attained Gold Grade strength, but raced up the Life


    Stage to reach 6-Life Stage. After all, he was the source of the Vara necessary to build his Human Avatar.


    And as a self-sufficient Free Human, his growth was unstoppable.