The canon was pretty much a Sumatra Zinger but could shoot ten tis in total, created using the bodies of ten Empyrean Zinger Scouts.
As Inala activated it, a strong wind was generated as the canon began to suck in air. As ten pairs of lungs were sucking in air, the generated force of suction was very strong, enough to cause a drop in pressure within the basent.
Thankfully, Inala kept the windows of the house open, hence there was enough influx of air. While the canon was charging up, the group of Empyrean Zingers brought a second canon, followed by a third, a fourth, and so on.
While he was digging, Inala created a bunch of Life Bombs and gave them to the Empyrean Zingers that he had created previously. Their task was to hatch these Life Bombs.
It took a Life Bomb anywhere from twenty to third Slump Lizards' worth of Prana to hatch. Therefore, there was a lot of work to be done for them to hatch. Since Inala didn't have the ti to go around on his own, he delegated the task to the Empyrean Zingers.
From ti to ti, they would bring in so Prana Bombs for Inala to replenish his Prana. He would then create a bunch of Life Bombs for them.
In this way, while he was digging a tunnel, work was happening in the background. Once the population of Empyrean Zingers increased and hit the three digits, Inala began the refinent plan.
By encasing an Empyrean Zinger Scout in a Prana Bomb, Inala shot it using a Sumatra Zinger. Once the Prana Bomb reached its peak altitude, it shattered. From there, the Empyrean Zinger Scout glided towards the Rooster Tribe Settlent, shrieking upon coming in range of the settlent to alert the Empyrean Zinger King.
There was a Bone Slip carried by the scout, containing all the information that the Empyrean Zinger King needed to know.
The Empyrean Zinger King then set off from the Rooster Tribe Settlent and made its way to Ellora City, gathering a good fraction of the newly hatched Empyrean Zingers along the way.
Arriving at the Parute Tree farm, it harvested a bunch of Parute Fruits and fed them, forcefully raising their Prana Values. But as their bodies hadn't matured, the Spirit Containers were unstable.
These Empyrean Zinger Scouts beca unfit for battle. But that wasn't their purpose, as the Empyrean Zinger King refined them, following the new Skill Inala had given it through the Bone Slip. Through it, the Empyrean Zinger King created canons.
After a canon was completed, it handed them to an Empyrean Zinger Scout who carried it to the tunnel that Inala was digging.
From fifteen hours left for the endga, fourteen, thirteen, ti continued to pass steadily. During this ti, the number of canons in Inala's possession continued to increase.
When there were just two hours left, the screeches from the female Centingers reverberated throughout the city, causing the people to tremble in response.
"Sothing is amiss!" Fhoong Brimgan beca tense as imdiately, he recalled all his bodies, fusing them into a singular unit. He stared at the two male Millingers that stopped attacking, flustered upon seeing them fight each other, "What is happening?"
"Kukuooo-Kieeee!" The eight female Millingers raised battle cries as the two male Millingers fought each other. As long as only one of them survived, the points didn't matter.
Since the situation had co to this point, they decided this was the only way to conclude. After all, the two of them had only been targeting Fhoong Brimgan. Therefore, their points were exactly zero.
Since that was the case, they could fight each other to determine a winner. The female Millingers would then assist the winner in killing Fhoong Brimgan.
As for the male Centingers, there were close to sixty of them that were still alive. They couldn't engage in a battle royale as their points varied. Hence, they rushed to the city, intending to engage in close combat. The sole male that survives would erge victorious.
There was one hour left as the cries from the female Centingers beca too loud. The soldiers felt searing headaches, unable to bear it. The ears of weaker cultivators bled in response.
After all, over three hundred female Centingers were crying at their loudest. The resultant sounds generated shockwaves, reaching on par with an Empyrean Tusk's cries.
"Everyone! Brace for impact!" Fhoong Brimgan shouted and sent a chakram flying forward, unleashing his strongest attack to date, targeting the rushing Centingers.
But imdiately in response, a stream of spikes slamd into his chakram and lted it into a puddle. The two male Millingers and the eight female Millingers had targeted him at the sa ti, unwilling to see him kill the Centingers needlessly.
"Shit!" Fhoong Brimgan beca flustered, seeing the eight female Millingers make a move, approaching him. He was the strongest target that they had registered. Hence, their first order of business was to destroy him.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound akin to a thunderclap from the rearmost corner of the city.
"What's happening now?" Fhoong Brimgan turned around in shock, observing more than two hundred projectiles flash past him at speeds breaking through the sound barrier.
All of them slamd into the weaker male Millinger, taking the opportunity to target it right as its centipede upper body was entangled with the stronger male Millinger.
"Screee!" The weaker male Millinger roared in pain, unable to gather its strength fast enough to activate its Primary Nature as the over two hundred Life Bombs slamd into it.
In a matter of seconds, a decent portion of them absorbed enough Prana to hatch. As these Life Bombs absorbed and hatched using a Gold Grade Pranic Beast's Prana, the resultant was the birth of Empyrean Zinger Commanders, those whose strength was inferior only to the Empyrean Zinger King.
Thirty-six Empyrean Zinger Commanders had hatched successfully, emptying the Millinger of all its Prana. Using the opportunity, a large Prana Bomb slamd into the Millinger and shattered, revealing a group of Empyrean Zinger Scouts.
These scouts poured all their Prana into the Millinger's body and activated the ability imparted to them by Inala.
Pri Skill—Empyrean Extraction!
"Kurkuuu!" The weaker male Millinger shouted in pain, unable to move as suddenly, all the Empyrean Zinger Commanders beca heavy and weighed it down. Blood spurted out of its orifices as it couldn't even free itself.
The other male Millinger didn't co to its rescue. Rather, this was a good opportunity, since it judged its opponent would be killed by these new enemies.
But since the targets were only weak Silver Grade Pranic Beasts, the male Millinger didn't target them. Rather, from the beginning, its target was Fhoong Brimgan.
Killing him would net it more points than whatever one could obtain from eradicating the entire Ganrimb Kingdom. He was that superior of an existence.
Hence, the male Millinger broke free of the entanglent and unleashed its Prana. Suddenly, all the Life Bombs that couldn't hatch flew up and were sucked into its mouth.
Primary Nature—Bone-lting Artillery!
The shells lted as the Prana-rich fluid inside flowed down its throat, allowing the Millinger to quickly recover a good amount of Prana. It took advantage of the situation to make a recovery.
"Fuoohh!" It exhaled softly before the Prana billowing out of it spiked and slamd into Fhoong Brimgan, causing him to grow weaker in response. It had used its ultimate technique to modify its Inhibition Do into an ability that would exclusively target an individual.
Its actions prevented Fhoong Brimgan from controlling his chakrams. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the male Millinger broke past the walls and rushed into the city.
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