Sumatra's Greatest Fan - Chapter 182: Railway Assassin (Part 4)
Chapter 182: Railway Assassin (Part 4)
Transform, kill, swallow the slain enemy, revert to human form, evade attacks, transform to defend, revert to evade, etc. Torq’s Prana consumption was pretty high, but his recovery was equally high.
The more he consumed his opponents, the more he realised something, ’My digestive capabilities are steadily increasing.’
That was because of one trait held by every Wean Clansmen–mautring faster by consuming nutrition-concentrated individuals.
Most of the Free Humans trying to kill him were only at the Silver Grade. However, they had a Gold Grade Nature of Empyrean Boar Transformation, which upon activation, turned them into an Empyrean Boar, a Gold Grade Pranic Beast.
Consuming it did end up developing his strength as steadily, even though the efficiency was lower, Torq’s Spectral Boar body was indeed maturing faster.
As a result, even though he was taking a severe beating from the enemies, he wasn’t at a disadvantage, for his strengthening continued to climb up.
Boom!
Using Shredded Lunge, Torq jumped into the mouth of an Empyrean Boar trying to chomp upon him, and in the instant he was about to be clamped into paste, he transformed into a Spectral Boar.
His limbs shattered from the resistance faced during the space expansion. Torq prioritised protecting his neck muscles to avoid his neck getting snapped during the space expansion.
As his limbs shattered from the impact, Torq burst out of the Empyrean Boar’s head, splattering its skull fragments everywhere like shrapnel, which impacted multiple Free Humans aiming for his life.
“Urgh!” One of his uncles defeated against the shrapnel and groaned, for a good chunk of his chest had gone missing from the impact. However, since the heart was still intact, it was enough for him.
Quickly switching the bodies in his Life Stage stack, he continued to fight using a pristine body while the injured bodies focused on healing. As he fought, a smile crept upon his face, watching multiple Free Humans struggling due to the shrapnel.
As he approached a Free Human and exchanged a series of attacks, he noticed a spike rush past him and accurately stabbed into the torso of the Free Human. Turning around, he noticed Torq rampaging around, ’His level of skill has significantly climbed in the short while this fight lasted.’
He then observed the strength of his enemies and Torq’s condition, ’His strength has only increased since the fight began.’
’This is good.’ He hurriedly moved through the tunnel as they freefell alongside the railway, constantly protecting Torq’s back from harm.
“Guh!” He coughed out blood upon defending against a Centinger’s artillery strike, having succeeded in tanking the attack that had been prepared to seriously cripple Torq.
“Uncle!” Torq shouted in alarm.
“Don’t bother!” The uncle shouted in return, “I have more lives to spare!”
“Focus on staying alive!”
Binkn City Railway Station!
The conductor stationed on a platform kept watch on the tunnel, his expression changing upon seeing a minor aurora form at the tunnel’s entrance, ’Danger!’
He hurriedly signalled for the people on the platform to vacate and made defensive preparations, watching a railway crash out a few minutes later, as if it had experienced a freefall.
The moment it exited the tunnel, the field of gravity shifted to Sumatra’s ambient gravity, which made the railway crash and skid upon the tracks, derailing shortly after.
“Check for survivors!” The conductor shouted as the staff, who had been alerted by him in advance, rushed into the wreckage and hurriedly fished out the survivors.
Cough!
Torq coughed out blood, unable to move as his limbs had been twisted into a knot. He was alive, as protecting him like a cage were his uncles and aunts, numbering six in total. They had lost multiple lives during the shuffle, but since they managed their objective of protecting Torq, they weren’t worried.
With their capability, they could build a new body to maturity every six to eight years, or even shorter, if they were to spend lots of resources.
“Thank you,” Torq expressed his gratitude to the aunt who was primarily in charge of keeping him on the railway and prevented him from being flung off and ganged upon by the Free Humans.
She started with an 8-Life Stage cultivation prior to the trip, lost a life around the warehouse, and lost another four lives during the journey just now. She had suffered the worst blow among them all, having fallen to the 3-Life Stage.
“Grow well,” The aunt smiled, patted Torq on the head once, and took her leave.
All of Torq’s uncles and aunts quickly dispersed through the crowd. Just as he wondered what they were doing, he got the answer.
ACK! ARGH!
The Free Human survivors in the railway dropped like flies. Torq noticed the conductor and the assembled staff too participated in the purge, ’It’s like they had been waiting.’
’Seems they were notified in advance.’ Torq thought upon seeing the conductor nod at him once and jump into the wreckage. The fight lasted another two minutes before all the Free Humans had been annihilated.
By this time, Torq had completed his recovery. Right as he got up, one of his uncles approached him, with a cage in tow. Upon seeing the intact cage, Torq was surprised, “How?”
“I placed two bodies as a shield around it.” The uncle smirked, “Well, it was just a failsafe, as even the bastards from the Varahan Empire won’t dare harm the Ancestor’s gift.”
Since the geniuses of the Varahan Empire too received gifts from the Celestial Boar, both sides had a pact of sorts between them, to not damage the gifts given by the Celestial Boar.
Irrespective of how many Free Humans the Wean Clan kills or how many Wean Clansmen the Varahan Empire kills, the Celestial Boar won’t interfere. However, if either side interferes with the Celestial Boar’s arrangements, they might lose his protection.
In the present scenario, with foreign enemies invading Sumatra, the Celestial Boar’s protection was why the two sides were able to peacefully maintain their selfish interests and continue their civil war.
That was why, despite the chaos that had transpired, the baby Roshmon within the cage was perfectly safe, ’Damn!’
That was all Torq could think once his uncle explained the reasoning. He didn’t dwell on the matter too much, as he had something extremely important to do.
With the cage in tow, Torq bade farewell to his uncles and aunts and returned home, excited, for the last piece of his puzzle was now in his possession, ’Time to make it, then!’
’My greatest Tangible Nature!’
