I'll Surpass The MC

Chapter 825: A Deity With Nothing



Secondary Nature-Grey Kinesis Deity!

It was what Maroppa relied upon to temporarily unleash the effects of Sandy Grey Void without any effects on the environment. The moment she retracts the power, the region of Sandy Grey Void would recover to its original state.

Hence, once the ability had been unleashed, the grey sand that had formed within the Sandy Grey Void wasn't real. It could pretty much be stated as a mineral capable of temporarily unleashing the effects of the real grey sand.

The Influenced Region of Armoury targeted this fake grey sand, using it to create multiple Spirit Weapons, one of which had the qualities of forcefully shutting down the temporary Sandy Grey Void. That was the nail that Inala had brought out, which Resha had transformed into a sword to cut through the pillar of night that Yarsha Zahara had erected.

And now, it had revealed the figures of Yarsha Zahara and Brangara within, holding hands. Unlike before, Brangara had managed to regain a semblance of clarity. His Mystic Grade Prana recovered his body, mind, and soul naturally.

So, unless the damage done to his mind was continuously maintained, it was just a matter of time before he recovered. Of course, the mental anguish remained, for it was related to his family. But unlike before when his mind failed to function due to the mental anguish, it could at least think and act now.

"You guys are unreal." Brangara wiped his tears as he raised his hand and condensed the power of Subtle Terrain Domination alongside Rocky Intimidation, Prana Bomb, and Mud Ball. He created a triangular blade, which was absorbed by Yarsha Zahara who then used her reach of 18 kilometres to shoot it towards the incoming sword, blasting it into minute fragments.

As the fragments rained down, they dissolved into regular air. The Spirit Weapon that Inala had turned into a sword could only exist for a short duration. And once that time was up, just as how the temporary Sandy Grey Void turned normal, the sword too did the same.

"This is unreal," That was all Brangara could utter as he saw the figure of Barla standing beside Resha and Inala, "Truly unreal."

"What have I done to deserve this?" His expression convulsed once again, following which it turned strangely calm. A voracious amount of Prana was being circulated through his head, forcefully maintaining a state of mind that allowed him to think and react to the situation.

The damage wasn't mended. But it was like building a bridge over the cracks to ensure the broken fragments could perform the original intended function. The moment Brangara uses up all his Prana, his mind would quickly devolve into the broken state from before, where he was unable to think, feel, or do anything.

The Tangible Natures in the Astral World did control his body, but that couldn't achieve much in this situation. After all, the enemies were strong enough to destroy the Celestial Boar's body numerous times.

They only reason they hadn't killed Brangara was due to their inability to damage Astral World.

[Be ready, Resha! Do it the moment I give the signal!]

'But first, Yarsha must be dealt with.' Inala communicated with Resha through a Tangible Piezo Slip and stepped forward, announcing boldly, "What have you done to deserve this?"

"Did you forget, Brangara?" Inala reverted to human form and chuckled, assuming his female form to ask, "Does this ring a bell?"

"You..." Brangara stared at the female in confusion for a couple of seconds before blurting out in shock, "Amita?"

'Just as I suspected. The main body's memory loss is more severe than the body we captured.' Inala analysed the situation and quickly changed his rhyme, "Did you forget what you had done to me?"

"I literally helped you..." Brangara frowned before grunting in annoyance, "Why do I even bother to talk with your fuckers. Let's just fight. I'll destroy you and be done with this shit."

"Are you literally sure?" Inala roared in laughter and stared mockingly at Yarsha Zahara, "Do you have a count of Brangara's children?"

"Such cheap tactics won't work in instigating me, Inala." Yarsha Zahara snorted as she steadily began to gather Prana in her limbs, "I can understand your thought process pretty well by now..."

"I'm not sure if you're good at counting, but just humour me for a moment." Inala purposefully raised his hand to interrupt her and then eyed Brangara, "Once you list all the children you're aware of, I'll help you fill up the list."

"You...bastard!" Brangara glared all of a sudden, "What have you done with my other body?"

"What the fuck? No!" Inala purposefully sported an expression of disgust and dramatically stepped back, "Did you forget that you cannot have a child anymore after birthing Yamahara?"

"Well...why do I even bother?" Inala groaned, letting out burping grunts. In the meantime, Pet was moving underground, spewing out bone mist nonstop to create a construct similar to a trampoline. He was careful to ensure no vibrations were generated as a result of his actions, for he was performing right beyond the Spriit Weapon range of Brangara.

Since he had Subtle Terrain Domination active, Pet had to exercise caution. In Yarsha Zahara's case, she would run out quickly if she kept it active constant. So, she only used Subtle Terrain Domination when necessary.

And Inala was purposefully spewing crap and leading the husband-and-wife duo around in an effort to distract them. He also wanted Brangara to waste Prana, since the latter was still maintaining his absolute state.

[Calm down, Husband! He's purposefully trying to instigate you. Don't focus on his words!]

Yarsha was constantly communicating with Brangara using Mystic Sumatra Art, trying everything in her power to heal his mental state as much as possible. Inala seemed to be buying time for some reason. But she also wanted time, 'Once Brangara recovers enough, he won't lose his mind even when Barla attacks him again.'

She then glared at the unfilial daughter of hers, incensed upon seeing the latter stare at her in disappointment, 'What the fuck does she imply by that gaze? I'm the one who's supposed to be disappointed here! Dammit! Just what the hell happened when we went to target Orakha?'

[I know...my mind isn't even registering half of what Inala is saying. I'm just...tired. Can't we return home, Yarsha? I don't wish to fight anymore. I'm too tired.]

[We have no choice. They'll keep coming at us. So, we need to finish them this time. Forget about everything else. You're good at that, right? As long as you have that piece of Sumatra Gold with you, there's nothing you need to fear. You'll remember everything through it. So, until then, just focus on killing our enemies.]

Yarsha Zahara tried her best to placate Brangara. However, hearing his next statement, she became sad.

[But, I don't want to forget you too. You're the one who gave me the dream of starting a family. I already killed my kids. What if...what if I forget you and try to kill you next? I'm scared, Yarsha. I'm scared of what I've become. I killed everyone related to me, and now, my oldest daughter wishes to take revenge on me. Is there...is there any point in continuing to live

after this?]

"There is," Yarsha Zahara said and wrapped her hands around Brangara, "No matter how much we fight, I'll always be on your side. I promise it on my pride."

She grabbed Brangara gently by the side of his cheeks, staring at his strained face, one of extreme anguish. She teared up after recalling the first time she saw him, 'The ultimate existence, one oozing confidence, has now been reduced to a shell of a man. Killing his family has shattered not just his mind, but his self-confidence, self-respect, everything.'

'The man before me is one with nothing.' Tears cascaded down her cheeks like a waterfall as she felt hurt by Brangara's state, roaring, "You have me!"

"Fuck the rest!" She expressed her frustration, "So what if you have nothing? You're a Deity

to every single existence on Sumatra. You've been a great husband to me, a great father to our

children."

'Heck, you even protected Ruvva, even though that should have been my duty!' She bit her lips until it bled blood, even though it healed a second later. Yarsha Zahara hugged Brangara tightly, "You have me. And I'll always be by your side."

"If you're that afraid of being alone, take me inside. I'll live in your Astral World and support

you from there. No external entity can affect me there. I'll always have your back." She said,

tightening her hug further, all while glaring at the trip of Inala, Resha, and Barla. "I will always be there for you, whenever, wherever!"

She continued to glare at the trio until a pair of hands gently wrapped around her. It was Brangara. His hands trembled, unsure of himself, lacking any strength, too afraid to even hug tightly, terrified of killing her by mistake.

It was the weakest hug she had ever received from him. But that was enough for her. She'll help him get back to his feet, become normal. Eventually, he'll become the same Brangara that she had met first, the epitome of confidence, 'You're the one guy who will stand at the

peak of Sumatra even if all the Mystic Tentacles from this Continent's history were to walk on

it once again.'

"Thank you...Yarsha." Brangara's hands trembled ever so faintly, his desperate urge to

protect her, all while afraid of accidentally hurting her. He wasn't confident in himself anymore, nor in his abilities. "Thank you for believing in me."

"Thank you for being there for me. I...am glad I met you at the Zahara Kingdom when I did.

And..." He closed his eyes and said while crying, "I'm sorry for what I inflicted upon you in Sumatra Chronicles. I've regretted it all along. I truly am..."

"Shh!" Yarsha Zahara placed her index finger on his lips, shushing him, "That never happened. I don't care about any of that. I was indeed angry at first. But,"

"Look at you," Yarsha Zahara smiled as she pinched his cheek, "You're a cuddly poodle. Seriously, how can anyone bring themselves to hate you? You're the cutest a man can ever get, and the one I've given my hear to...well, your snoring is annoying. Apart from that..."

"Ha...haha." Seeing how Yarsha Zahara was trying her best to talk cutely, having never done that in the past, all in an effort to cheer him up, Brangara couldn't help but let out a chuckle and pull her into a hug, "Thank you, Yarsha. I feel a lot better now..."

Yarsha Zahara suddenly felt something was amiss as she hurriedly pulled herself out of the hug and stared at his face, seeing that he was struggling desperately to control himself. However, despite his best efforts, a steady line of drool leaked out as an expression of avarice spread through his eyes. 'What the fuck is happening now?'

She hurriedly activated the power of Voracious Cultivator that she had absorbed from

Brangara, only then feeling an intense hunger, one that almost caused her to become mad. She forcefully deactivated it in a hurry, drenched with cold sweat as she slapped Brangara on the cheek, "Control yourself, Brangara! Don't give in to your hunger."

"She's dead! You've already eaten her! SHE'S DEAD!" Yarsha Zahara bellowed in a fluster,

watching Brangara begin to drool more.

"Hey," Resha uttered softly, as in response, Brangara's head turned swiftly, tilting faintly as

his eyes locked in on the target.

As he took a step forward, Resha's presence began to grow steadily as Prana accumulated in

his heart to the extent it congealed into a solid. There was a pulse in the centre, akin to a

beating heart as a piece of Sumatra Gold began to form. The only reason it began to form was

simple...

Mystic Grade!

And unlike other Mystic Grade Pranic Beasts, Resha's heart was a biome, and his Spirit Container too had been turned into one as his presence increased, creating space for a piece of Sumatra Gold to form comfortably.

In response, the presence of the Supreme Tusk wafted out of him in endless waves, significantly stronger than the Supreme Tusk Gannala, for Resha was one who had realised the

potential of his race. It had sparked the strongest desire of hunger from the depths of

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Yarsha Zahara couldn't even endure it for a second. As for Brangara, he was used to such a

hunger. But now, the strongest presence of the Supreme Tusk that he had ever felt in his life overwhelmed him, especially since his mind wasn't as strong as his usual self. In a matter of seconds, Brangara found himself slipping to a state of endless hunger.

His eyes trailed towards the figure of Resha who took another step forward, spiking the

presence of the Supreme Tusk even more.

"Eat..." Brangara muttered as his eyes turned vacant. His drool formed a waterfall now as he

crouched forward, Yarsha's pleas not even being registered in his senses. Now, only Resha was

the focus of his senses, "I'll...eat you."

"I'll eat you...Gannala!"

"GANNALA!"