𝑜𝒱𝑙xt.𝐜𝑂𝓜
The Millinger was stunned when the ground underneath it caved in. Moreover, its main body felt intense muscular strain when the shell covering it began to pull it down. Its sudden gain in weight prevented it from gaining balance as it fell.
But unlike a Centinger whose intelligence was on par with a human, a Millinger was a Gold Grade Pranic Beast, possessing a level of intelligence vastly superior to humans.
By the time its body fell by a dozen metres into the pit, it had finished analysing everything. By emitting Prana through its surroundings, it noticed some details of oddity.
First was the miniature Prana Bomb hidden within its shell. Judging based on the levels of strain present in its shell, the cause of the insane weight was this Prana Bomb.
Second, thin lines coursed all over the walls of the pit. A mysterious substance seemed to be flowing through it. And the moment its Prana came into contact with the latter, it was absorbed.
The pit reached a depth of four hundred metres. Originally, a fall for four hundred metres wouldn’t kill a Millinger. But with the miniature Prana Bomb raising its body density by many levels, it was accelerating at a terrifying rate.
An impact in such a situation would cause its organs to become crushed. Moreover, touching the walls was dangerous. There also seemed other traps along the varying depths of the pit, all the way to its bottom.
It had been meticulously planned by someone who wanted to kill it. The culprit was currently fleeing through a tunnel while seated on a mysterious instrument with wheels, accelerating by ejecting a powerful thrust of air.
It only took a second since the floor underneath it caved. As the Millinger fell, it seeped its Prana through the tunnel through which Inala was fleeing and focused its aura on him, for a moment spiking it.
Suddenly, the trolley of bone that he was seated inside shattered from the sheer pressure it unleashed, causing his figure to slam into the ground violently due to the momentum and make a long trail on the tunnel floor.
That was all the Millinger could do in that short window as it fell past the tunnel. It wasn’t flustered in the slightest as that wasn’t in a Centinger’s nature, not to mention a Millinger.
Rather, it appreciated his sneak attack, for he posed a great challenge to test its abilities. Three seconds passed as the Millinger finished its preparations.
Secondary Nature—Inhibition Dome!
A sphere of energy blasted out of the Millinger and expanded to a massive range, spanning hundreds of metres. The circuits on walls of the pit walls lost their function as they were deactivated.
These circuits were created using Prana Bombs, which was a Primary Nature, an ability activated using Prana. Hence, their function was inhibited to the limit, losing their power to absorb Prana.
The Millinger didn’t do anything for another two seconds, calmly gathering Prana into its centipede upper body and before soon, it unleashed an unceasing torrent of projectiles.
Primary Nature—Bone-Melting Artillery!
Centingers originally stopped the artillery strike once all the spikes on its centipede upper body were shot out. They would then regenerate the projectiles using a mixture of both Prana and body fat. The regeneration rate for Millingers was quicker.
But currently, the Millinger pushed itself to the brink and forcefully regenerated the spikes repeatedly, sustaining major internal injuries in response. Its artillery strike struck everywhere, targeting the soil surroundings.
It was unleashed with the prime intention of melting the soil, hence it was the most effective against it, resulting in the ground melting into a sludgy pool.
A portion of the artilleries curved through the pit and surged into the tunnel, approaching Inala.
“Bleh!” Inala used his loaded Sumatra Zingers to unleash powerful thrusts of air to be sent deeper into the tunnel. He vomited out soil while reeling away, using the soil to slow down the artillery strike approaching him.
As his bone trolley had been destroyed, his speed of fleeing had become slower. Moreover, he sustained numerous scrape wounds as his body slammed into the tunnel walls all over the place while fleeing away.
The soil he continued to vomit out filled the tunnel and intercepted the artilleries. But as the latter was created to target the soil, they blazed through this obstruction without difficulty.
Moreover, Inala could feel the tunnel walls turn soft as the power of the Bone-Melting Artillery continued to spread everywhere.
While the Millinger fell through the pit, it used a portion of its artillery strike to shatter its shell and sent the miniature Prana Bomb flying away, exercising care to not destroy it, for it judged the latter to be dangerous.
Due to its density, the miniature Prana Bomb accelerated once it was ejected out of the Millinger’s body. A bunch of artillery without any corrosive power slammed into it and accelerated it further, using it as a weapon.
The miniature Prana Bomb collided into the bottom of the pit and caused a tremor, rupturing the soil segment in its vicinity. Using the opportunity, the Millinger spread the corrosive power in its Primary Nature riding through the generated shockwaves.
As a result, the entire region’s ground melted, turning sludgy.
All it generated was a soft plop as the Millinger slammed at the bottom of the pit and sank deeper through the soft sludge. It sunk for thirty to forty metres until all the momentum behind its fall was absorbed by the soft sludge.
Its damage was kept to a minimum. Moreover, the Millinger swam through the sludge and approached an underground river to destroy its walls.
Centingers and Millingers were experts in controlling water. It was how they drained the Angan River every single time before their mating season started. Hence, it knew where the closest underground river was.
Once the walls were shattered, the sheer pressure caused the water within the underground river to burst through the sludge ground, permeating through the entire region turned soft by the Millinger’s ability.
Within a minute, the entire region turned into a swamp. Through it, the Millinger swam towards Inala, intending to kill this target that managed to pique its hunting desire.
‘It failed, huh?’ Inala relied upon the surging Lifeforce from his biome to heal the injuries he had sustained. As he continued to generate thrusts using Sumatra Zingers, his injuries continued to increase.
The tunnel was gradually closing up as a result of the Millinger’s attack. He had never expected it to be capable of transmitting its Primary Nature through a shockwave generated by the miniature Prana Bomb’s impact at the bottom of the pit.
He had been extremely careful from the start. And even though he didn’t expect to finish off a Gold Grade Pranic Beast in a single attack, he never expected the trap he had sprung to be reversed back on himself.
“Indeed, a Gold Grade Pranic Beast is on a whole other level…urgh!” He grunted and focused on fleeing.