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Ill Surpass The Mc Chapter 145

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Ill Surpass The Mc Chapter 145

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The Slump Lizards suddenly became blind, terrified in response. While they were helpless, a Spirit Weapon in the shape of a chakram sliced through their necks.

Mystic Bone Art—Puppetry!

Controlling six Spirit Weapons, Asaeya slaughtered the Slump Lizards whose sight, hearing, and sense of smell had been robbed away. They simply became stationary targets for her to kill.

For the next three hours, Asaeya continued to kill them, creating a river of blood until she had vented fully. The slaughter allowed her to regain her usual demeanour, reverting to her original state of mind.

Moreover, through this fight, she had gotten used to her adult body. After all, not only had she bulked up in response, but she had also grown taller. So, she needed some time to become used to it.

While she was doing that, Inala chopped some trees and used his Sculptor Skill in conjunction with Puppetry Skill to make wooden sculptures.

He made realistic sculptures of Slump Lizards in both miniature and life-sized forms. With his current skill level, it was a lot easier.

Moreover, the Spirit Weapons he was using for the carving process were Prana Bombs shaped into carving tools. Therefore, he could increase or reduce their density as he pleased, allowing for a more diverse marksmanship.

Whenever they were tired, they would retreat to their house. Even though they planned to head to Ellora City, they weren’t fully ready yet. There was still a bit of stuff left to do before they could embark on the journey.

For half the night, Inala carved sculptures. For the remaining half, he accumulated Prana Bombs and Life Bombs. By making them as small as possible, he stuffed them in his Storage Lantern.

Currently, in his Storage Lantern, the first floor had Empyrean Tusk bone powder. The second floor had realistic puppets of him, Asaeya, and baby Gannala. The third floor had clothes, money, and a bunch of miscellaneous items necessary for their life in the city next.

The fourth floor was filled with Prana Bombs and Life Bombs. Even though they looked identical, Inala could tell them apart. No one else apart from an Empyrean Zinger could do so.

Asaeya made portraits of mountains and rivers, drawing inspiration from the scenic beauty of the Dieng Canyon.

Soon, dawn approached as Inala and Asaeya entered their house along with all the wooden products they had carved. After arranging everything inside, they waited patiently, watching the Slump Lizards clean the ground of all traces of battle.

The blood, corpses, etc. were all cleaned away by then. They even took care of the wooden splinters resulted from the carving process, truly cleaning up the field.

If not for the tree stumps, Inala and Asaeya’s actions would seem as if they never took place. There was a bit of confusion among the Slump Lizards as they stared at the tree stumps. It didn’t tally with the image from their memories.

After some time, a Slump Lizard licked the tree stump with its tongue, infusing Prana through it. The tree stump absorbed the Prana and began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Two hours later, the tree looked no different from before Inala cut it. A group of Slump Lizards had lost their lives in the process of restoring the cut trees. Their corpses were dragged by their brethren into the river.

The river meandered throughout the region, possessing multiple tributaries, all of whom formed paths for the Slump Lizards to move about. It had been carved with a lot of care.

‘Even the river here has been artificially carved.’ Inala understood. There probably was a main river somewhere away. The five Silver Grade Pranic Beasts worked together to divert a large tributary through this region before it rejoined with the mighty river downstream.

Even that little tributary spanned many kilometres in breadth, appearing like an actual river that watered the region.

Of course, the region of the river within the Sandy-Grey Void was littered with Slump Lizards. Hence, no other Pranic Beast species dared to enter. If it tried to do so, it would be swarmed by the Slump Lizards.

Measures had been taken to ensure the Slump Lizards didn’t cross the region marked by the ring of Sandy-Grey Void. Since the Sandy-Grey Void couldn’t cover the river area, there existed something else preventing the Slump Lizards from spilling out.

It was probably the power of one of the Silver Grade Pranic Beasts.

“Get some rest,” Inala said to Asaeya once the Slump Lizards had retreated into the water.

“What about you?” Asaeya asked as she fed baby Gannala.

“I still have something to do.” Saying so, Inala sat atop his house and circulated Prana through his jaws.

Stage 1—Jaw!

“Kieeek!” He let out a shout in the language of the Empyrean Zingers. Following that, he remained silent. Almost a minute later, there was a response.

“Kieekeke!”

Hearing the response, Inala’s expression morphed into one of both excitement and tension. He then waited patiently for a few hours, casually carving a sculpture in the meantime.

Soon, he saw a flight of entities gliding in the air. Grinning, he got up and extended his arms wide, “Come here!”

“Kieek!”

“Kuaak!”

“Guaa!”

More than thirty Empyrean Zingers rushed at him and landed around his house. Six of them turned into their miniature forms and landed on his head, chirping nonstop.

He read through the memories of each one after another, eventually focusing on the three new individuals.

Empyrean Zinger King!

Empyrean Zinger Queen!

There were two Empyrean Zinger Kings and one Empyrean Zinger Queen, obviously created through the trap laid for the Boar King. They hatched through the Prana and Lifeforce of a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast.

That was why, even though the absorbed Prana and Lifeforce were for a short interval, the quality was so high it easily birthed them.

After they hatched, they remained in hiding until the Boar King left. Until then, they listened in on his actions, stealthily observing him in their miniature forms. Their presence was so faint he didn’t bother with them in his state of anger.

Why would a peak existence bother about every ant that roamed around? Inala had picked a region with plenty of ants to bury the eggs.

And now, through their memories, Inala learnt of everything that had transpired. From the Boar King landing into the cave to him destroying everything in a fit of anger, he became aware.

Upon knowing that the Boar King scouted the location of the five Silver Grade Pranic Beasts and spent the majority of his time observing the five Ravaged Tribes, Inala derived what he intended to do.

Brangara planned to create his Clansmen. And the route he was taking was no different from what Gannala did at Sagar Kingdom.

Since he could transform into a human, he planned to create children through Free Humans. Eventually, there would arrive Clansmen through whom Empyrean Boars would be birthed.

“The future has changed tremendously,” Inala muttered, but he wasn’t pressured. In contrast, he was excited.

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I’ll Surpass The MC

I’ll Surpass The MC

Score 9.5
Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: English

Synopsis

He said it out loud. Just once. A simple boast over a late night reading session. "I could totally be better than the main character." Nothing serious. Just a reader's arrogant daydream.

But something was listening.

An ancient Eldritch entity heard his claim and decided to take it personally. No warning. No second chances. The next thing he knew, he was ripped from his world and thrown into the pages of the very novel he had been reading.

Reincarnation. A fresh start. This should be his moment to shine. Armed with foreknowledge of the plot, he could easily surpass the original main character and become the true hero of the story.

Then reality punched him in the face.

He is not alone. Five other reincarnates have been dropped into the same world. Five other readers who also know the plot. Five other competitors who all want to surpass the MC just as badly as he does.

But the nightmare does not stop there.

The main character is not following the original story anymore. Somehow, impossibly, the MC has become a regressor. He has lived through this timeline before. He remembers everything. He knows every trick, every hidden treasure, every future betrayal. And he is not about to let a bunch of arrogant reincarnated readers steal his destiny.

The script is gone. The rules have changed. The MC is no longer a predictable puppet moving along a fixed path. He is a living, breathing, time traveling menace who will crush anyone who gets in his way.

Six reincarnates. One regressor MC. Zero guarantees.

He wanted to surpass the main character. Now the universe is going to make him earn that claim with blood, sweat, and maybe a few broken bones. The only question left is whether he will rise to the challenge or become just another footnote in the MC's regressor legend.

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