The Sumatra Canon was so powerful that even the shell of the tough Prana Bomb shattered after a kilometre of flight. It hadn’t even impacted upon a target.
As long as Inala continues to train and progresses in the Body Stage, the toughness of his Prana Bomb will continue to increase. Soon, it would be able to withstand the force of flight and impact the target successfully.
As for the recoil, as long as he strengthens his Secondary Nature while making a shot, he would be able to withstand it.
Sumatra Canon was no different from a powerful canon. He was satisfied with it, for it would serve as his trump card. Moreover, as it had been stabilised using a Sumatra Gold, the space within would maintain itself without issues.
He would only have to seep Prana in it to activate its functions. From now on, it wouldn’t need any Lifeforce. The organs, though organic in nature, were no longer living, assimilated by the Sumatra Gold to be maintained in an inorganic state while retaining their functions.
The greatest thing about the Sumatra Canon was the fact that since it was created using Inala’s body, he could refine and strengthen it. As his cultivation increases, especially at the Life Stage, with more bodies stacked upon himself, the stronger his Prana.
This would also strengthen his Sumatra Canon, as through his Prana flowing into it, its body would grow stronger to the original’s level.
Suppose Inala was at the 4-Life Stage. It means his body’s strength, toughness, etc. would be stacked four times. The same effect would be carried onto the Sumatra Canon thanks to the effects of Sumatra Gold.
Thereby, he got himself a weapon that could grow alongside him, staying relevant until the end.
‘Unfortunately, I only got three pieces of Sumatra Gold. I would love to get more.’ He wondered about the locations where the Mystic Empyrean Tentacles of previous generations hid their stash of Sumatra Gold, intending to find them in the future.
After resting for a while, he began the creation of his second item. The materials used were the five Storage Lanterns he had collected.
With the Mudropper’s help, they were fused into a singular entity with the help of a Sumatra Gold, resulting in the creation of the Sumatra Lantern, a One-Storey Storage Lantern spanning a length, breadth, and height of four metres, possessing sixty-four cubic metres in volume.
This was the limit that could be kept stable with one Sumatra Gold. If he had more Sumatra Gold, he could have further increased the space within. But even its current form was tremendously useful, as its volume was equivalent to 64 One-Storey Storage Lanterns.
This would allow him to store all his skulls inside, alongside piles of Parute Fruits, Prana Bombs, and Life Bombs in miniature forms. It was inconvenient to hang many Storage Lanterns on himself, for he would have to keep watch on them to ensure he didn’t drop them or lose them in battle.
But with the Sumatra Lantern, he didn’t have to worry about that as he would only be carrying one. Appearance-wise, it looked the same as a One-Storey Storage Lantern but had gold tiles laying its roof. The door forming its entrance was also rimmed with gold.
The last of the items created using Sumatra Gold was called the Sumatra Ship. It was a vehicle for Inala to travel around in, created solely out of his body. This was so that as his cultivation improved, its structural strength would also improve.
Moreover, if it ever sustains damage, the repair would be easy, since he would only need to source the materials from his body. Its best function was its ease of ownership. When not in use, Inala could shrink it to its pocket version and carry it on his being, convenient to carry around.
Following that, Inala refined fourteen Sandy-Grey Bombs with the Mudropper’s help. They were Prana Bombs filled with large volumes of grey sand.
With a thought from him, the shell would shatter and cause the grey sand within to spill out like a tsunami, drowning the targeted region. Immediately in response, the effects of Sandy-Grey Void would envelop the region, causing it to become dark and dangerous to tread upon.
The effects would only exist for a day, following which the Sandy-Grey Void would lose its power and transform into normal sand. A day’s effect was the limit. The Mudropper was unwilling to compromise on this factor, adamant about the effects vanishing after a day.
Since Inala failed to change its mind, he ended up accepting the final product. These fourteen Sandy-Grey Bombs would save his life in dangerous situations, meant to be used exclusively in the off chance he encounters the Boar King and needs to flee.
The Mudropper only needed fourteen Skills from him. And hence, it only created fourteen Sandy-Grey Bombs. Well, since it would continue to live in the Sanrey Plains, Inala could return for another purchase in the future.
The last of the list was an item called the Inhibition Needle, refined by the Mudropper using the bones of the Millinger while ensuring the effects of Inhibition Dome were present in it.
There only existed traces in the bones, but after the Millinger’s entire skeleton was refined into a tiny needle, the traces were concentrated enough. The final touch necessary for it was Inala’s Mystic Bone Art, following which, the Inhibition Needle was completed.
The creation of one required an entire Millinger’s skeleton. Hence, Inala could only make three. But that was enough for his purpose.
He grabbed an Inhibition Needle and pocked his forehead with it, exerting force until it came into contact with his skull. Once he activated his Mystic Bone Art, the Inhibition Needle melted into his Skull, causing a faint layer of Prana to coat his skin.
“Hmm…” He used psychokinesis to control a piece of bone, smiling upon sensing the resultant Prana fluctuation resembling not a Mammoth Clansman, but a Free Human, “This is enough to mingle in the Brimgan Empire.”
[You’re one terrifying man!]
“Is that so?” Inala chuckled and carefully stored the remaining two Inhibition Needles in a box before placing it in his Sumatra Lantern.
The Inhibition Needle would act as a filter to mask his presence as a Mammoth Clansman, even when he’s actively fighting. Since it was created using a Gold Grade Pranic Beast’s skeleton, the Inhibition Needle could only be used by a Mammoth Clansman or Empyrean Tusk at the Gold Grade or under.
Well, in other words, everyone he knows in the Mammoth Clan could use them. Even Gannala could use it to act as a Free Human.
“We’ll meet in the future, if fate permits.” Inala bid farewell to the Mudropper.
[Okay!]
The Mudropper then opened a narrow passage through the Sandy-Grey Void ring, making it easy for Inala to leave the Sanrey Plains. this content of novelfullbook.com, if you reading this content please go to website novelfullbook.com to continue reading, fastest update hourly
Before he left, he turned around to face the pouting Empyrean Zinger King, “Remain here to take care of the Quip Tribe. Only by being in their presence could their actions influence your Prana.”
“Purrr!” The Empyrean Zinger King took on its miniature form and landed on his head, pulling his hair in protest.
“Alright, alright.” Inala had to compromise, “Just stay put for sixteen years. I promise I’ll take you back with me after that.”
[I’ll be waiting, Inala!]
With a slumped back, the Empyrean Zinger King leaped away and landed on the ground, joining the rest of the Empyrean Zingers as they prostrated, chirping to express their farewell.
Accompanied by twenty Empyrean Zinger Commanders that chirped in excitement, Inala set foot on the narrow passage and began to make his way to the exit, ‘I have spent too much time here.’
“Now that I have obtained everything I need, it’s time to return.” He muttered, “Please be patient a bit more, Gannala.”
“I’m coming.”
Volume 2: Ravaged Tribe—The End!