I'll Surpass The MC

Boul Brimgan continued to travel as a projectile through the air, soon observing a network of Spirit Weapons forming a wall to defend against a meteor shower aimed at the capital. At the forefront of the defensive front was Bronsk Brimgan.

"Brother!" Bronsk Brimgan was surprised for a moment before hollering in excitement, "You've returned quicker than I had expected!"

"Follow me," Boul Brimgan didn't stop his momentum to talk to Bronsk Brimgan, lacking the time to do so. He continued to fall towards the capital and spoke upon seeing Bronsk Brimgan keep up with him by riding a flying boat, "It's thanks to the Cooter Clan that I arrived so soon. It would have taken me a few days otherwise. But,"

He stared at the flying boat, "What happened to the eye?"

"It went away after killing a body of the Boar King." Bronsk Brimgan said as he handed over an Information Slip, "We'll be able to fly until its return."

Boul Brimgan accessed the Information Slip and got the blueprint for a variety of flying-type Spirit Weapons. He created a simple boat and used it to reduce his momentum as he approached the palace, saying in a hurry, "Where's father?"

"He's underground," Bronsk Brimgan said in a hurry, "Only the Emperor can visit that place."

"Aren't you one now?" Boul Brimgan said with a tone of authority, "The situation is urgent. So, let's head there now."

"Father's strength is a necessity to face the Boar King." He continued, "The closer we get to killing him, the more extreme his actions would become. I'm confident of killing his body that's facing the Raid Team now. But before he dies, at least a quarter of the Brimgan Empire will be destroyed."

"I observed the border as I was sent flying here by the 1st Empyrean Snapper." Boul Brimgan's expression hardened as he glared at Bronsk Brimgan, "Where are our Royals? There's a smaller number than my memories."

"More than a hundred died to mysterious causes." Bronsk Brimgan bowed his head in shame, "We were unable to figure out the cause."

"All the more reason to visit father now." Boul Brimgan said and began to make way to the secluded elevator hidden deep within the palace.

Bronsk Brimgan couldn't refute his statement and could follow along in silence. If not for Boul Brimgan being given an important mission for the benefit of the Brimgan Empire, the one being labelled Emperor after Brandal Brimgan wouldn't have been Bronsk Brimgan.

Whether in terms of strength, intelligence, capability, or growth potential, Bronsk Brimgan paled in comparison to Boul Brimgan. He was already hesitant to become the Emperor and had only taken up post because the situation necessitated it and there wasn't a better candidate.

But the chaos happening at the Brimgan Empire clearly displayed his incapability. After a moment's hesitation, Bronsk Brimgan stopped at the entrance to the elevator and brought out a body. He plunged his hand into the body's chest and carefully yanked out a lung where a Minor Treasure had been fused.

He then kneeled on the ground and presented the lung to Boul Brimgan, "Only the Emperor can go beyond this point. Irrespective of the situation, I'm unwilling to go against the Empire's rules. Hence, I'm transferring my authority to you, brother. You're clearly the one more suited to the throne."

"Are you…sure?" Boul Brimgan was stunned by the declaration as he stared at the lung. It was a Minor Treasure whose only purpose was to display the legitimacy of the Emperor. Basically, it was the Emperor's seal.

Minor Treasure—Brimgan Seal!

When activated, it would transform the Spirit Weapon into a certain seal, using which the Emperor could access sealed regions of the Brimgan Empire, those granted access only to the Emperor, such as the Golden Giant.

"Weren't you the most desperate to become the Emperor?" Boul Brimgan gazed at the kneeling figure calmly, "I took on the mission to leave the Empire precisely due to your machinations."

"That was in the past, brother. I admit that I was hungry for power, but once I became the Emperor, I knew immediately that I wasn't suited to it." Bronsk Brimgan's voice trembled as he said in defeat, "Mother is the one who stabilised the political situation and made most of the plans on my behalf. I…failed to come up with anything half-decent for the situation at hand. It's my uselessness that despite our power, the situation progressed to such a devastating extent."

"I beg you, brother." Bronsk Brimgan stared at Boul Brimgan, "Please lead us as the Brimgan Emperor! Your strength and wisdom are a necessity. Our longstanding Empire might collapse under my rule."

He expressed his fear, "I have been having nightmares about my incompetence…"

"Don't put yourself down too much, brother." Boul Brimgan sighed as he patted Bronsk Brimgan on the shoulder and accepted the lung, fusing the Minor Treasure into his lung, "Heal your injury and prepare yourself for battle."

"As the pinnacle cultivators of the Free Human Race, it's our job to handle the disasters coming our way." He entered the elevator and began to travel underground.

The Brimgan Royals in charge of maintaining it noticed the Brimgan Seal in his presence, smiling happily in response as they accelerated the elevator, their thoughts the same.

'His Majesty has arrived!'

During their fight for the throne, Boul Brimgan's popularity was stellar. If he hadn't left the Brimgan Empire, he would have been titled the Crown Prince. And now, his supporters naturally accepted his reign.

Fstoll Brimgan addressed him as the Emperor even before he obtained the Brimgan Seal. And that was the general thought process among the Brimgan Royals. They had too much pride. Hence, they would only be able to wholeheartedly serve someone vastly superior to them in terms of strength, talent, and capability.

Boul Brimgan was that candidate for the current generation.

The elevator reached the 300-kilometre-long tunnel as Boul Brimgan created a bullet-shaped boat and flew along the path, taking less than ten minutes to reach the end. Sonic booms reverberated long after he left the spot, travelling at supersonic speeds.

"Is this the place?" Boul Brimgan arrived before the Golden Giant, frowning upon failing to sense Brandal Brimgan's presence anywhere. He looked around, noticing that the place was pristine, unnaturally so.

"Something's happening to him." He concluded as his Spirit Weapon hovered at the spot in the ceiling where Brandal Brimgan had lodged his Spirit Weapon to use psychokinesis to hover in the Golden Giant's belly.

Orakha too used the same spot and entered the Golden Giant by using his Mystic Eaters as a harness. Even though Orakha tried to erase traces of himself from the area, it was a sloppy work since he was short on time and rushed into the Attributed Region.

Since he had the belief of there being no foreign interference in the place thanks to what Virala had made Brandal Brimgan say at the palace before, Orakha didn't spend too much time cleaning up the place.

Boul Brimgan soon detected the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint buried deep underground. Upon detecting the familiar presence emanating from it, tears streamed down from Boul Brimgan's eyes.

He stared at the Golden Giant, understanding upon seeing twenty Minor Treasures embedded in its eyes, when originally, there were just supposed to be twelve. The newly added Minor Treasures were those used by Brandal Brimgan.

'Someone managed to infiltrate deep into our territory, dealt with Father without causing a speck of disturbance, and has been using this place for their benefit.' He glared at the Minor Treasure of Orakha's Checkpoint for a moment and walked towards the Golden Giant.

"Now's not the time to deal with whoever was responsible for this. First, I must protect my Empire." He approached the Golden Giant, clasped his palms respectfully, and seeped his Prana into the heart, making contact with the Major Treasure of Deity, "Ancestor, I will have to temporarily use your power. The Empire's fate is at stake, so please forgive my disrespect."

He approached the Major Treasure of Deity, one shaped like a spinal cord, and touched it, watching it instantly fuse into his body. An incomparable amount of power filled his being as all the influence built in the Golden Giant flowed into his body.

Mystic Kinesis Art!

The data regarding his cultivation technique churned in response under the influence and rearranged itself into a more finished product.

"Argh!" Boul Brimgan screamed as he felt like his head was about to burst, feeling the entirety of information in his mind space being sucked by the Major Treasure. Soon, he collapsed to the floor with a blank stare.

The influence continued to pour in his body as the Major Treasure completed its fusion, causing a sea of information to flood his mindspace. His eyes recovered their sentient glint as Boul Brimgan gasped, "Khack! Hah…haaah! I felt like my soul was wrung out!"

The Brimgan Empire's cultivation technique was now completed at its pinnacle form as the Mystic Kinesis Art. As it whirred into function, the remaining influence within the Golden Giant seeped into his body and refined his remaining Spirit Weapons into the golden felines.

Minor Treasure—Kinesis Feline!

Now, he had ten of them, reaching his peak battle potential. Strength welled up in his body as Boul Brimgan now felt confident enough to face the Boar King, sensing as he closed his eyes, 'One of my Kinesis Felines has either been destroyed or stolen. It might have been that woman's power.'

"A Human Avatar made out of Sumatra Gold." His expression was solemn as he bowed towards the Golden Giant that had dulled after the Major Treasure of Deity was extracted from it. He boarded his bullet-shaped boat and sped towards the palace, commanding Bronsk Brimgan once he was outside, "Follow me, brother."

"We need to take care of the chaos of our Empire."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Bronsk Brimgan bowed in response and climbed aboard the bullet-shaped boat that sped towards the Boar King.

"Attack!" Boul Brimgan unleashed pulses of Prana and activated the Major Treasure of Deity.

"What the…fuck is this?" The Boar King muttered in shock as the two golden felines targeting him stopped all of a sudden and let out faint purrs.

And then, their bodies began to grow in size. From its original length of 3.6 metres, it turned into a giant reaching a length exceeding 15 metres, almost touching 16 metres. Its tail spanned another ten metres, behaving like a whip as its ends broke through the sound barrier every time it whipped around.

Its muscles became pronounced as exoskeleton armour grew all over it, turning it into a muscly tank. Its agility actually increased as compared to before as the presence it exuded elevated from Silver Grade to Gold Grade.

"Tch!" Yarsha Zahara grunted as the golden feline under her control began to resist. She hurriedly poured in the Prana gained from consuming Blola's blood and wrestled for control, trying to dominate it, "Stay…PUT!"

Grrr!

The Boar King's artillery strike slammed into the two golden felines, only managing to make them flinch in response. Their bodies of Rutham became tougher as the effects of psychokinesis further reinforced them.

Glaring at the Boar King, a golden feline opened its mouth as Prana churned in it, and transformed into a condensed sphere that exploded, unleashing a beam at its target.