I'll Surpass The MC

800  Meeting Ruvva

"Noo! That's unfair!" Moihala reached out with her hands while a pair of feet planted themselves on her face, keeping her at bay, "I want to use it now!"

"Go away, brat. Ask for your own if you want it so badly. This is mine!" Ruvva grumbled as she used her legs to push away Moihala while covering her ears with her hands. Currently, she was squabbling with Moihala about the Biome Bomb gifted to her by Inala, one that contained a thousand songs.

"Mother, pretty please?" Moihala used her ultimate technique, flashing a set of puppy eyes in an effort to appeal to the big bully before her.

"No! I only promised to give it to you if you managed to beat me at chess. You weren't even close in our previous game." Ruvva clicked her tongue and turned her head to the side, "You should study harder if you want…"

Thump! Thump!

There was a sudden pulse of Prana emanating from her rib bone as Ruvva focused on it immediately, 'Why is this activating all of a sudden now? It had remained unresponsive ever since Orakha was reduced to that state.'

"Got it!" Moihala exclaimed as her hands swiped the Biome Bomb from Ruvva's ears when the latter was distracted. But just as she grabbed the Biome Bomb, her heart thumped violently as she lost consciousness. A strand of her hair glowed orange for an instant before settling.

"Whoa," Ruvva grabbed Moihala before the latter's body touched the floor. She observed her for a moment before solemnly setting her on the bed nearby. "Something's happening."

Minor Treasure—Orakha's Checkpoint!

Before leaving Sumatra, the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint had been given to three individuals in total. One was with Ruvva, one was with Virala, and the remaining eight were with Yahard Tusk.

After that, Orakha lost his Secondary Nature of Daily Checkpoint and hence could no longer use the Minor Treasure. Of course, as they were only geared towards behaving as Orakha's Checkpoint, these Minor Treasures remained unresponsive after that point.

But now that the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint in Ruvva's possession had become active and was pointing in a certain direction, Ruvva figured out that something had changed. She snapped her finger as her thumb flew out, carrying with it a sizeable amount of Prana.

The thumb wriggled and expanded to resemble Ruvva as a Spirit Container cluster flew into its heart, containing a certain quantity of Prana and a set of instructions, enough for it to act on its own.

Mystic Nature Art—Spirit Puppet Slip!

"Watch over her until I return," Ruvva commanded the puppet and rushed out as a flash of light, beginning with a spin that blurred her being during motion.

…

'Shit! Nothing I do is working!' Harla Brimgan despaired as her ten Kinesis Beyblades flashed around the space but only managed to collide with solid blocks of air that were impeding them. The air trapped one of them, following which a serpent swallowed the Kinesis Beyblade.

"Urgh!" Harla Grunted in pain, having permanently lost control over the Kinesis Beyblade. She wanted to fight back, flee, or at the very least inform the Ministers so that they could activate one of their defensive mechanisms prepared to counter Brangara.

However, it was as if the space within the room had been cut off from the outside world. Nothing she did could break past that mysterious wall.

Prana surged into her sockets, intending to regenerate her limbs. However, a mysterious power had congregated there, eating whatever was being regenerated in real-time. It prevented her from moving, turning her helpless.

"Dammit!" A Kinesis Beyblade struck her stomach and attached herself to its surface. Its tip affixed itself on the floor as the upper body lifted Harla Brimgan and moved her away. But a second later, she crashed into the wall as the stream of psychokinesis fuelling her Kinesis Beyblade vanished.

"How long do you need, Yarsha?" Brangara yawned as he felt sleepy, "It's hard to limit myself to this extent. Besides, I cannot maintain this for long."

"Fine," Yarsha Zahara grumbled as her figure flashed before Harla Brimgan and unleashed a series of consecutive punches. While the latter defended and retaliated, the serpent protruding out of Yarsha Zahara continued to swallow more of the Kinesis Beyblades.

In a matter of seconds, she had gained control over all ten, chuckling as she slid back by a couple of metres, watching Harla Brimgan collapse on the floor, exhausted of all Prana, "She was decently strong."

"She was alright." Brangara interjected, somewhat annoyed, "Brandal Brimgan was significantly stronger, even without a Secondary Nature. And his son was already at that level during the Second Major Disaster."

"You took too long to defeat her." He muttered and focused on Harla Brimgan, causing her body to vanish, consumed by him. However, he frowned in response, noticing a spine still remained, "Is my control lacking?"

"No!" His grin widened as Brangara chuckled, noticing blood drip down from the spine before it unleashed a powerful pillar of light, "It's the Brimgan Empire's Major Treasure!"

"Let's take it!" He laughed and walked towards it, pausing a moment later to stare at the corner, "This guy's here. Look at him!"

"He was there all along." Yarsha Zahara rolled her eyes and approached the blank figure of Orakha. She propped him up and observed his eyes, "Still braindead."

"Hey," She inched forward and whispered in his ears, "Whose body do you think I'm wielding as if it were my own? Can you guess?"

There was no response from Orakha for obvious reasons. A couple of seconds later, Yarsha Zahara clicked her tongue, "Boring."

'If I were to kill him by mistake, Blola would figure out what is happening.' She thought and gently placed him back on the head. She then stared at him and pondered, 'Do I set up a bomb in him?'

 "I'll set it to react to either Boul Brimgan or one of the Mystic Paths." She grinned and condensed grey sand on her palm, clumping it into a sphere as she inched it towards Orakha's mouth, "This will come as a pleasant surprise…"

"Petty tricks will only alert them of our means. If we're doing something, we should go for the kill. Otherwise, Blola will simply revive them." Brangara interjected as he inched his hand towards the Major Treasure of Deity, "Let's just bounce…"

Boom!

A hole opened up in the door as a fist-sized figure punctured through it, stunning Brangara, 'It managed to penetrate through my Unlimited Predator?'

Clang!

17:42

There was a flash of ivory and gold, following which a scar appeared on the necks of both Brangara and Yarsha Zahara.

'It's…fast!' Brangara had just blinked once, but the Major Treasure of Deity was no longer hovering before him. Moreover, what was the most surprising fact was that he had been scratched on the neck, something he didn't even assume was possible for anyone other than the Mystic Seven.

"Who are you?" Grey sand rapidly filled the crack and mended the damage as Yarsha Zahara glared at the entity that had grabbed both Orakha and the Major Treasure of Deity. 'It looks like a…Bludder? Is that a Bludder? But it's damn fast. I barely managed to react. Had I been a moment late to activate my Human Avatar, my neck would have been cut.'

"I knew something was up." There was a soft sigh from the entity as a sweet, feminine voice resounded, "Fate is one messed up existence, you know?"

"This is…" Her expression was one of anger and vigilance at the start. But the moment the entity assumed human form, Yarsha Zahara gawked in disbelief, following which her expression softened, "You've grown...my…"

"WHO ARE YOU?" Prana burst out of Brangara as he glared at the woman who closely resembled him in terms of appearance, "WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE THAT?"

'Another scheme of Inala? Or maybe Virala?' His mind whirred into action as the hold on the door healed itself instantly. The presence of a Major Treasure emanating from his strengthened, raising the potency of Infinite Predator.

He was ready to digest the woman before him in an instant using all his might.

'So, this is Brangara?' Ruvva thought as blood gushed out of her arm and wrapped around both Orakha and the Major Treasure of Deity, shielding them from Brangara's presence. However, her body trembled, feeling like she was a sand castle standing before an unrelenting tsunami. 'Those uncles of mine are going up against this monster? He's…absurd!'

'It's like facing against all of Sumatra's power!' She grunted, pouring out more of her blood to shield herself. "I was born with this appearance, you know? And I'm proud of it!"

"Husband…" Yarsha Zahara muttered, "That's my daughter."

"So what if she's your daughter?" Brangara glared at Yarsha Zahara, "You had her with that bastard. So why the fuck does she look like me?"

"How am I supposed to know that? I'm seeing her for the first time myself." Yarsha Zahara grumbled in retaliation.

'Seems there's a crack in their relationship.' A moment of observation later, Ruvva gleaned insight into the situation. She activated Mystic Nature Art, strengthened her immunity towards external influences, and proudly faced Brangara, "Technically, I am a child born between Virala and Yarsha. However, when they copulated, Virala had transformed into you and was brimming with the influence generated by your body that he had consumed just prior."

"Though it was Virala, the body was yours." She said, speaking further upon seeing Brangara get shaken up, "Technically, I'm Virala's daughter. But genetically speaking, I'm yours."

"How…is that possible?" Brangara muttered, visibly shaken to the extent he subconsciously deactivated Invincible Predator. "This…makes no sense."

"The transformation of a Mystic Human isn't like the Mammoth Clan. We truly transform into the respective Pranic Beast, down to the genetic makeup. That's what makes us special." She glared at Brangara, "So, do you wish to kill me?"

"Go ahead, but I'll resist to my utmost. After all, unlike a certain someone," She eyed Yarsha Zahara, "I haven't abandoned my pride."

"Abandoned my pride?" Veins slowly popped on her forehead as Yarsha Zahara's gaze hardened slightly, "What the fuck do you know about me, brat?" Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Am I wrong?" Ruvva didn't have to guard against Unlimited Predator anymore, which allowed her to walk towards Yarsha Zahara freely and stand before the latter, towering over her, "You have Mystic Grade strength, but not once have you ever bothered to find me, even when you had the means to do so."

"You couldn't bother to save your own daughter. Isn't that the essence of a prideless bitch?"