"Ahhhh!" Bora Tusk was unable to control his emotions, relieved upon seeing Gannala perfectly healthy and bursting with a level of power he hadn't felt from other empyrean Tusks.
The day he ca to find that his Deity was aging was the worst day in his life. After that, he did everything in his power to find a path to the future. One of them was the formation of the raid team consisting of the parents of the seven Mystic Paths. They were tasked with finding a baby Empyrean Tusk and bringing it back.
It was what he had done to protect his Settlent, based on the information he had. But after the rger, he ca to know that his actions resulted in a baby Empyrean Tusk getting kidnapped from the other Mammoth Clan.
And this baby Empyrean Tusk was caught vulnerable in the wilds by the Boar King and devoured by him. The culprit that had created such a scenario was none other than Bora Tusk.
If he hadn't put forth a team to steal an Empyrean Tusk baby, this would have never happened. Being directly responsible for the death of a Deity gave him sleepless nights. It worsened his madness.
Even after Raaha ca to know the truth that the culprit responsible for killing the baby Empyrean Tusk was Blola and not the Boar King, he retained the information to himself. As a result, the Mammoth Clan associated with the group of 62 Empyrean Tusks still placed the bla on Boar Tusk, making his life difficult with every chance they got.
Even though Bora Tusk wasn't the type to be bothered with so setback, the fact that his Settlent didn't have a Deity didn't sit well with him. Originally, he was at the 7-Life Stage. But during the First Major Disaster, he was killed twice by the Boar King.
In the nineteen years following that, he managed to enter the 6-Life Stage. And probably another two to three decades later, would enter the 7-Life Stage. After the rger, following the completion of the inheritances of all Empyrean Tusks part of the smaller herd, the Chiefs of each were able to reach higher levels of the Life Stage.
Bora Tusk had the confidence in reaching the 8-Life Stage by the end of his lifespan, which was a high enough level of power. The problems he faced, the criticism he endured, and the worries he embraced didn't matter. After all, their Deity was back.
"Can you take on your glorious Deity form?" Bora Tusk asked imdiately after he stopped shedding tears of joy.
"Sure," Gannala leaped back far away and assud her Empyrean Tusk form, becoming a Pranic Beast that reached a height of five hundred tres. It would still take ti for her to reach maturity, but in terms of direct comparison, her developnt was more robust as compared to Harrala.
Harrala only reached a height of three hundred tres at the age of nineteen, appearing short before Gannala who seed like she'll beco the biggest Empyrean Tusk of Sumatra Continent upon reaching maturity.
Well, she had the Mystic Grade Nature of Weaponisation, a Nature that was perfect and natural for Mammoth Clansn. Therefore, its influence alone contributed to her growth, continuing to strengthen her genetics to beco a tad superior to other Empyrean Tusks.
Though she couldn't beco the Supre Tusk, she was easily the second greatest evolved Empyrean Tusk, trailing only behind the Supre Tusk Gannala.
Seeing Gannala's Empyrean Tusk form caused everyone belonging to the 104th Settlent to shed tears of absolute joy. They prostrated on the ground before jumping onto Gannala's legs, latching onto the grooves trailing across her exoskeleton.
They uniformly exclaid in absolute bliss, feeling all the stress and madness they had accumulated for the past nineteen years wash away like it was rely a bad nightmare.
Bora Tusk raced through the grooves and leapt into the sky upon reaching the top, "Yoohoo!"
He was jubilant, feeling uncontrollable excitent as he scurried across the place, "Amazing! Amazing! Hahahaha! Amazing! Amazing!"
He checked every single house that had ford on Gannala's exoskeleton, exclaiming every single ti. The design was an exact replica of the original 44th Settlent, since Gannala had ford it based on the mories from her inheritance.
But even though it was the sa, nostalgic area, Bora Tusk behaved like he was seeing them for the first ti, like a child coming across candy in his life. "Amazing! Amazing! Amazing!"
His fanaticism caught onto his people as they too explored the place in fervour. Having been away from their Deity for more than nineteen years, having to live on the blasted ground was akin to hell. And now, having endured for so long without giving up hope, they entered heaven.
"This is it! This is life!" Bora Tusk roared upon arriving at the Settlent Leader's ho. He stared up at the massive Empyrean Tusks nearby whose upper bodies were hidden amidst clouds, "In a few decades, we too will reach the clouds, once again!"
"Glory is ours!"
"Glory to our Deity!" He roared next, rallying his people to echo his heightened emotions.
"Glory to our Deity!" The Mammoth Clan part of the 105th Settlent had gathered before him to roar in response.
"Glory to our Deity!" Bora Tusk seed unwilling to stop the slogan anyti soon, using Prana to heal his throat as he continued to roar. Whether it was him or the Mammoth Clan in the 105th Settlent, the excitent only increased as they roared, their uniform voice reverberating far and wide, causing the Mammoth Clansn from other Settlents to stare their way.
Their gazes were warm, of relief, as finally, the Mammoth Clan was whole. The blasted caravan used by the 105th Settlent could be rid of now, a disgrace of the Mammoth Clan. Everyone was happy as the edition of every Empyrean Tusk was a joyous cause for festivities.
The sole unhappy group belonged to the Settlent whose Deity was killed the latest by the Boar King. Their gazes were dark, carrying with it hopelessness, with many among them committing suicide over the years.
Even the Settlents lead by Yahard Tusk and Bora Tusk held on desperately only because their hope wasn't lost. For the Settlent that Yahard Tusk belonged to, they already had Harrala and only had to wait for her to grow enough to take on her role as their Deity.
For the Settlent that Bora Tusk belonged to, everyone knew that Gannala was alive. And as the Mammoth Clan Chief confird repeatedly that she was alive, they expectantly awaited her return. This hope was what allowed them to endure a horrible life.
But the despairing group were in such a state because the Boar King had killed their Deity. There was no successor. It ant they had no future. It was unknown when another Deity would be born, since no Empyrean Tusk currently had the ans to birth people with the Fragnt Disease, as they were extrely low on resources.
Even the ones naturally born with the Fragnt Disease were only males. There currently wasn't a female with the Fragnt Disease in the Mammoth Clan. As a result, the despairing group continued to despair, with many choosing to commit suicide in response.
Even now, when the entirety of the Mammoth Clan was happy, they couldn't. At the lead of the group was its Settlent Leader, Nahak Tusk, his gaze lifeless, living the days with no resolve. He stared at everyone's happiness with a detached gaze.
But slowly, a shadow lood over him as he turned around to notice the Empyrean Tusk form of Gannala stare at him. He made eye contact with her, continuing to gaze for a couple of minutes as gradually, light returned to his eyes as hope blood, "Is it…possible?"
He could feel what the gaze ant, in disbelief at the start before realising that the one before him was a Deity. Tears stread out of his eyes as he asked, barely gathering the strength to utter, "Is it…possible?"
"Can you accept us?"
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