"You've become the Empyrean Tusk King!" The Boar King's announcement shocked the Mammoth Clan, causing the Clansmen to stare at each other in confusion, wondering what the Boar King actually meant.
At that moment, the 43rd Empyrean Tusk inhaled air from its trunk, pulling the 44 Settlement Leaders closer to each other. It then extended its trunk.
'It wants to communicate with us.' Grehha knew it by experience as he churned all his Prana to his head. Only this way would his head not explode from communicating with an Empyrean Tusk. Of course, all his Prana would be consumed to facilitate this, so it was the last time he could communicate.
He would need to rest for a month following this to recover his weary mind.
