The crystal rod Gudora created was through his last bit of strength. Hence, it wasn’t powerful enough to shatter the Prana Bomb walls.
The moment they made contact, all the Prana in it was absorbed; hence, the crystal rod couldn’t even dent the Prana Bomb walls. As a result, even though it was a perfect fit, spanning exactly the diameter of the pit, thanks to Gudora’s weight, it was slowly slipping.
Friction alone wasn’t enough to maintain the rod’s depth.
Gudora was a smart man, and hence, the moment he realised the crystal rod was slipping deeper thanks to the excess weight, he let go of the corpse in his hand, watching it cause a loud splatter upon slamming into the floor of the pit, “Vicious bastard! He placed a trap that would shatter upon his death.”
What he didn’t know was the existence of two Empyrean Zingers. The first was located within the Inala puppet’s stomach while the second was located within a dummy Sumatra Zinger.
The one within the stomach died from Gudora’s sneak attack. But as the one within the dummy Sumatra Zinger was alive, it listened to him. Right as he landed on the ground, it used Mystic Bone Art to turn the floor brittle, causing it to collapse into the pit. 𝒐𝗏𝓁xt.𝑪𝚘𝔪
But since the pit was fully created using Prana Bombs, even it would be targeted, since Inala wasn’t there to make it immune. Hence, to avoid any mishaps, it committed suicide.
After he let go of the corpse, Gudora noticed that the slipping had become slow, but hadn’t stopped yet, “Dammit, what do I do?”
He had no more Prana available for use. Even if he were to combust his body’s muscles to generate Prana, it would be consumed the moment anything he creates touches the pit walls.
As it wouldn’t be strong enough to stab through the pit walls, all he would do was repeat the current situation.
Maybe if he were to combust his Lifeforce atop his muscles, he could generate just enough Prana to create a rod long enough to reach the top. He could then climb his way up. But doing so was risky.
After all, it meant he would die in a matter of days. Who will look after Ellora City after that? His son wasn’t yet experienced enough to do so.
Had the oldest son been alive, Gudora wouldn’t have been worried. As a City Lord successor, the oldest had been taught everything Gudora was aware of, especially secrets only his family had gathered.
But the youngest wouldn’t know everything, which was a problem. Therefore, Gudora had to be alive for at least long enough to impart everything to his youngest.
He saved his trump card for the end and awaited his son to rescue him.
Thud! Thud! Boom!
Suddenly, rumbling sounds reverberated throughout Ellora City, alarming him. He then heard familiar cries, “W-What? Why are they here?”
The female Centingers had entered Ellora City. They couldn’t be blamed though, since all the males they were keeping a watch over had bit the dust. Hence, they were angry.
As long as even a single male was alive, they wouldn’t have cared and would remain a bystander. But since none survived, all the female Centingers keeping watch over Ellora City rushed over, vengeful.
Upon seeing that none was alive, human and Centinger, they roared in anger and took their wrath on the buildings, absolutely destroying everything. The city that was in ruins was reduced to flat ground.
‘Son! Hide yourself well!’ Gudora prayed upon realising what had happened. However, a moment later, he understood why his son hadn’t arrived at his rescue yet, ‘He’s hiding in the Parute Tree farm. That place is deep enough and once the entrance is closed, the Centingers wouldn’t be able to sense him.’
‘Good!’ He felt relieved, ‘Once the Centingers leave, he will return to my rescue. Now, I must survive until then.’
He quickly looked around and observed the rubble that had fallen into the pit alongside him. The shattered bone pillar and the thin ground surface were part of the rubble.
Gudora hurriedly rearranged them, creating a small cave for him to hide within. From the outside, it looked no different to a pile of rubble. The entrance was placed at the side, facing the wall of the pit. And after crawling inside, Gudora stuffed the entrance with the puppet corpse.
This way, his existence wouldn’t be detected.
Two minutes later, an angry female Centinger peered inside the pit, having sensed traces of battle here that were the most recent. It unleashed its Prana inside, frowning when it was absorbed by the wall.
It ignored the absorption and simply inserted more Prana, reaching the bottom. All that was registered in its detection senses were the pile of rubble and a corpse. It couldn’t seep Prana through the corpse, as it was situated too close to the walls, causing the walls to absorb the Prana.
Moreover, the rubble seemed too dense and without gaps, also preventing its Prana from sensing anything below the surface.
The female Centinger wanted at least something to vent its anger on, so it stayed there for a few hours, unwilling to give up. It had released so much Prana that after some time, the walls of the pit simply stopped absorbing its Prana.
But even then, it failed to find anything. And since even the walls stopped absorbing Prana, the female Centinger lost interest in the place. For a last try, it scratched the walls towards the top and made some claw marks.
Dissatisfied, it left with the other Centingers. There wasn’t even rubble left standing in Ellora City. No, it was simply a flat plain now, with everything that once stood there melted.
The melted stuff hardened after some time, forming a thick layer over the city’s ground, forming a new surface. The only reason this stuff hadn’t spilled into the pit was thanks to the Centinger that had camped there, hoping for something to be alive.
The Centingers left, forming footprints over the new surface, making their way toward the closest city. The females there were bound to make a fuss since they were adding to the competition in getting the males further excited, but it didn’t matter in the end.
Only one male Centinger was going to mate with them all.
Originally, Ellora City would have only been wiped out during the second wave of attacks from the male Zingers that wished to get more points before the mating season ended. It would have survived for two more months.
But now, it was wiped out in advance. The other cities wouldn’t even be able to survive for those two months, since more pressure would be added to the humans defending them.
An hour later, Gudora crawled out of the pile of rubble, shouting, “I’m…here!”
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