Chapter 503 - Translation

Chapter 503 The Boar King Rushes Back ?Gaja Enclave! Seated atop the carcass of a giant Empyrean Tusk was the Boar King, letting out a thunderous burp as he patted his bloated stomach, "Man, I'm getting sick of the taste." He inspected himself, observing that he had already stabilised at the 3-Life Stage, 'Do I return now? If something were to happen, she would have called me. I've left my power in her four Minor Treasures of Lunchbox. That's enough for her to support herself until my arrival.' "Then…do I keep growing stronger?" He hesitated, feeling his strength continue to increase as his body digested the Empyrean Tusk's flesh. He stared around, noticing that there were a few more heaps, "If I devour them all, I might be able to enter the 4-Life Stage and possibly make that body attain maturity too. But it might worsen the influences in me…" Suddenly, the Boar King noticed his skin prickle nonstop, observing goosebumps had formed. He knew what it was immediately, realising that Yarsha Zahara was summoning him back, and judging by the strength of the summon, it signalled extreme urgency, "Something must have happened there." Boom! For a moment, he felt weak in his legs, sensing a power capable of threatening his life, only then realising what it was, "This is…a Major Treasure?" He could feel the pulses unleashed by the Major Treasure of Attribute all the way here. Considering the sheer distance beyond which he could sense it calling for him, the Boar King became terrified upon pinpointing the location where it had appeared, "No, it's in the Brimgan Empire." The region where the Brimgan Empire had been established could be called a blessed land, one that was abundant with resources. Just officially, there lived over three hundred Gold Grade Pranic Beasts in its surroundings. There might be even more that lived stealthy lives, not revealing themselves to the Brimgan Empire. Now, all these Gold Grade Pranic Beasts would rush towards the Major Treasure of Attribute, creating an absolute stampede as every single Pranic Beast would do the same. This was merely from the Brimgan Empire's surroundings. Considering the distance reached by the luring energy pulses of Attribute, billions of Pranic Beasts would be rushing towards it by now. Stuck in the epicentre of the chaos, there was a solid chance his family could be killed during the mayhem. "I have to return there as quickly as possible." The Boar King had no intentions of saving his strength anymore. A voracious amount of power began to well up in his body, causing his density to increase to unimaginable levels. Astral Chart—Internal Inertial Gravity X6! He focused its effects in his stomach, transforming it into a biome, making it reach a size unimaginable to even Empyrean Tusks, for they were actuated by six Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity. And then, the Boar King stared at the heaps of resources in the Gaja Enclave that had spewed out from the biomes of the Empyrean Tusks he had killed. They filled up most of the Gaja Enclave's area. The heaps of flesh formed by the carcasses of Empyrean Tusks were tiny in comparison. The Boar King's mass had now increased to an extent it began to unleash gravitational forces outward, attracting the mountainous piles of resources. He opened his mouth and unleashed a suction force, causing a ginormous river formed by the resources that flowed into his stomach biome. As they flowed into his stomach biome, the Boar King unleashed their mass through his body, as a result increasing the strength of the gravitational pull he was generating. This further increased his suction speed, creating a virtuous cycle as in a matter of hours, Gaja Enclave became barren land, deprived of even the faintest of resources it generated naturally. Everything was now in the Boar King's stomach biome, one that spanned a length exceeding a hundred kilometres. A hundred kilometres wasn't that much on land. But the biome was in the shape of his stomach, with its walls acting as land thanks to the effect of internal Inertial Gravity. A human stomach spans a length of 22-23 Centimetres and an overall surface area close to 500 square metres. With the same calculation, considering a length of 100 Kilometres, the surface area of the Boar King's stomach biome reached 10,000 square Kilometres. It was massive. The most terrifying aspect of this was that it was in his human form. Gurgle! The gravitational field intensified as Brangara assumed his Pranic Beast form, becoming an Empyrean Boar King whose height reached 200 metres and spanned a length close to 400 metres. This implied a larger stomach, under the effects of Internal Inertial Gravity twisted to form an even larger space. Now, it was large enough to easily fit in a thriving Empire. Thanks to the effect of the six Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity working in conjunction, the stomach biome naturally made changes to distribute resources functionally. In a matter of minutes, the biome came to life, creating a thriving ecosystem that under the influence of the Boar King's Prana, grew a lot of plant life. There were plenty of seeds and shrubs growing in the piles formed from the scattered remains of the collapsed biomes of the Empyrean Tusk corpses in the Gaja Enclave. And now, they grew rapidly, bursting with vitality. It wasn't just that as the Boar King noticed more than a hundred Parute Trees appear in his stomach biome. They were absorbing the nutrients from the soil to create Parute Fruits. Once they bloom, through Internal Inertial Gravity, the Boar King only had to unleash a minor pulse of gravity at their stems to harvest the fruits. With six Internal Inertial Gravity manning the place, there was a hivemind nature to them, causing the Natures to do everything necessary on their own. As the Parute Fruits fall on the ground, they'll be digested by the stomach biome and surge Prana through his bloodstream. Adding that and the corpses of the Empyrean Tusks he had swallowed, the Boar King would have more than enough Prana to go all out. Directly support the authors on WebNovel! Boom! The ground of Gaja Enclave cracked in response as the Empyrean Boar King's body shot forth like a train, unleashing farts that were on the level of a volcanic eruption. The Empyrean Boar King used those to propel its body forward, destroying everything in its wake as it rushed forth in a straight line. Typically, to avoid destroying everything in his wake, the Boar King paid attention to his travel path, paying heed to move in the borders of various Pranic Beast territories. This way, even if he were to move at sonic speeds and beyond, the shockwaves generated by him wouldn't harm the surroundings. But with his family on the line, the Boar King no longer cared about it as he made a straight line to the Brimgan Empire. His every single leap covered dozens of kilometres, traversing in a matter of seconds. As he moved, the six Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity synchronised with his body more and more, gradually strengthening his body accordingly to reinforce his motion. In response, his speed reached hypersonic levels and showed no signs of stopping. When he faced 44 Empyrean Tusks at the Deing Canyon, the Boar King was only using two Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity. Even that made him a monster. And now, at the same cultivation level, by activating six such Natures, he became unstoppable. Roar! A Gold Grade Pranic Beast growled in resistance, protecting its brethren as their territory came in the Boar King's path. It barely noticed the latter on the horizon and blinked, observing the Empyrean Boar King was before its face now. It unleashed an attack by gathering whatever amount of Prana it could muster in that short window, sighing in despair to see that the Empyrean Boar King didn't even flinch at the attack, considering it a mere breeze. An extension of its hooves, and a gaping hole formed in the Gold Grade Pranic Beast's body. The Empyrean Boar King didn't waste even a single second in the interaction, continuing to run after dispatching such a powerful foe to the afterlife. Opening its mouth once, it swallowed the Gold Grade Pranic Beast's body and sped forth. Gua! Suddenly, dozens of Empyrean Tusk baby cries resounded, causing the six activated Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity to scream in response, desperate, unleashing cries for the other party to flee. 'A dozen Empyrean Tusks have been birthed?' The Boar King thought in shock. Had it just been the Attribute, he would have stopped to investigate. But since Yarsha Zahara summoned him, the Boar King had no mood to waste any time, 'I can return here later. They're not going anywhere.' Making a note of the location of the cries, the Boar King rapidly approached the Brimgan Empire, soon seeing the Lotus Range come in his vision. From the moment goosebumps appeared on his skin to now, only eight hours had spanned past. The distance that he would have originally traversed for a month was now covered in a mere eight hours, thanks to activating six Natures of Internal Inertial Gravity and being supported by a ginormous biome that generated enough Prana to upkeep his rocket pace. !

Chapitre 503 Le Roi Sanglier Fonce Vers l'Arrière ?Enclave Gaja ! Assis sur la carcasse d’un Défense Empyréen géant, le Roi Sangrier laissa échapper un rot tonitruant en tapotant son ventre gonflé. « Mhh, j’en ai marre de ce goût. » Il s’examina, constatant qu’il s’était stabilisé au stade des 3-Vies. *Dois-je rentrer maintenant ? Si quelque chose devait arriver, elle m’aurait appelé. J’ai laissé mon pouvoir dans ses quatre Trésors Mineurs de Boîte à Repas. C’est suffisant pour qu’elle tienne jusqu’à mon retour.* « Alors… est-ce que je continue à devenir plus fort ? » Il hésita, sentant sa force croître encore tandis que son corps digérait la chair du Défense Empyréen. Son regard balaya les alentours, remarquant plusieurs autres amas. « Si je les dévore tous, je pourrais peut-être atteindre le stade des 4-Vies et faire mûrir ce corps. Mais cela pourrait aggraver les influences en moi… » Soudain, le Roi Sanglier sentit sa peau picoter sans arrêt, des frissons l’envahissant. Il comprit aussitôt : Yarsha Zahara le rappelait. Et à en juger par l’intensité de l’appel, c’était une urgence absolue. « Quelque chose s’est passé là-bas. » **Boom !** Un instant, ses jambes flageolèrent, percuté par une puissance capable de menacer sa vie. Une révélation le frappa : « C’est… un Trésor Majeur ? » Il percevait jusqu’ici les pulsations émises par le Trésor Majeur d’Attribut. Vu la distance colossale à laquelle il pouvait encore le sentir, le Roi Sanglier fut saisi d’effroi en localisant son origine : « Non, c’est dans l’Empire Brimgan. » La région où s’élevait l’Empire Brimgan était une terre bénie, regorgeant de ressources. Officiellement, plus de trois cents Bêtes Praniques de Grade Or y vivaient alentour. Sans compter celles cachées, échappant à la vigilance de l’Empire. Désormais, toutes ces Bêtes Praniques fonceraient vers le Trésor Majeur d’Attribut, déclenchant une ruée incontrôlable. Et ce n’était que l’environnement immédiat de l’Empire Brimgan. Étant donné la portée des pulsations d’Attribut, des milliards de Bêtes Praniques devaient déjà converger vers l’épicentre. Coincée au cœur du chaos, sa famille risquait d’être décimée dans la tourmente. « Je dois y retourner au plus vite. » Le Roi Sanglier ne comptait plus économiser son énergie. Une puissance vorace jaillit en lui, densifiant son corps à un niveau inimaginable. **Tableau Astral — Gravité Inertielle Interne x6 !** Il concentra ses effets dans son estomac, le transformant en un biome atteignant une taille inconcevable même pour les Défenses Empyréens, amplifiée par six Natures de Gravité Inertielle Interne. Puis, son regard se posa sur les montagnes de ressources de l’Enclave Gaja, vomies par les biomes des Défenses Empyréens tués. Elles emplissaient la majeure partie de l’enclave, réduisant les amas de carcasses à l’état de détails. La masse du Roi Sanglier émettait désormais une gravité attirant les piles gigantesques. Sa gueule s’ouvrit, libérant une force d’aspiration. Un fleuve de ressources déferla dans son biome stomacal. En s’y engouffrant, leur masse circula à travers son corps, amplifiant la gravité générée. Un cercle vertueux s’enclencha : en quelques heures, l’Enclave Gaja devint une terre stérile, vidée de la moindre ressource naturelle. Tout résidait désormais dans le biome stomacal du Roi Sanglier, s’étendant sur cent kilomètres. Cent kilomètres, insignifiants sur terre. Mais ce biome épousait la forme de son estomac, ses parois devenant sol sous l’effet de la Gravité Inertielle Interne. Un estomac humain mesure 22-23 cm, pour une surface de 500 m². Avec 100 km de longueur, la surface du biome atteignait 10 000 km². Une étendue monstrueuse… et ce, sous forme humaine. **Gluurrg !** Le champ gravitationnel s’intensifia lorsque Brangara reprit sa forme de Bête Pranique : un Roi Sanglier Empyréen haut de 200 mètres, long de 400. Son estomac, déformé par la Gravité Inertielle Interne, devint un espace encore plus vaste. Désormais, il pouvait contenir un empire entier. Grâce aux six Natures de Gravité Inertielle Interne, le biome s’organisa fonctionnellement. En quelques minutes, un écosystème florissant émergea. Sous l’influence du Prana du Roi Sanglier, une végétation luxuriante poussa, nourrie par les graines et arbustes des cadavres de Défenses Empyréens. Plus d’une centaine d’Arbres Parute apparurent, absorbant les nutriments pour produire des Fruits Parute. Lorsqu’ils mûriraient, une simple impulsion gravitationnelle les ferait tomber, digérés aussitôt pour libérer leur Prana. Avec les cadavres de Défenses Empyréens avalés, le Roi Sanglier aurait assez de Prana pour se donner à fond. **Boom !** Le sol de l’Enclave Gaja se fendit sous l’élan du Roi Sanglier Empyréen, projeté comme un train. Ses flatulences, comparables à des éruptions volcaniques, le propulsaient en ligne droite, ravageant tout sur son passage. D’habitude, il évitait les dégâts en traversant les frontières des territoires des Bêtes Praniques. Mais aujourd’hui, avec sa famille en danger, il n’eut plus aucun scrupule. Chaque bond couvrait des dizaines de kilomètres, sa vitesse atteignant des niveaux hypersoniques. Face aux 44 Défenses Empyréens du Canyon Deing, il n’utilisait que deux Natures de Gravité Inertielle Interne. Aujourd’hui, avec six Natures activées, il était imbattable. **Rooaaar !** Une Bête Pranique de Grade Or rugit, défendant son territoire. À peine l’aperçut-elle à l’horizon qu’elle cligna des yeux… et le Roi Sanglier Empyréen était déjà devant elle. Elle lança une attaque désespérée. Le monstre n’y prêta même pas attention, la considérant comme une brise. Un coup de sabots, et un trou béant transperça la Bête Pranique. Le Roi Sanglier l’avala d’un coup et repartit, sans une seconde d’hésitation. **Guaa !** Soudain, des dizaines de cris de bébés Défenses Empyréens retentirent, faisant hurler les six Natures de Gravité Inertielle Interne, le suppliant de fuir. *Une douzaine de Défenses Empyréens viennent de naître ?* Choqué, le Roi Sanglier aurait normalement investigué. Mais avec l’appel de Yarsha Zahara, il n’avait pas une seconde à perdre. *Je reviendrai plus tard. Elles ne bougeront pas.* Il mémorisa l’emplacement et fonça vers l’Empire Brimgan, apercevant bientôt la Chaîne du Lotus. Depuis l’apparition des frissons, huit heures seulement s’étaient écoulées. Une distance habituellement parcourue en un mois, avalée en huit petites heures. Grâce aux six Natures de Gravité Inertielle Interne… et à un biome produisant assez de Prana pour alimenter sa course folle.