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Mated to the Beast of the Wasteland novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234 Gillan’s Side Was the Worst

Chapter 234 Gillian’s Side Was the Worst

The bugs that fed on the taint slowed down. One after another, psionic power bound them and ripped their primal cores out.

Number Three, Number Four, and Sylas flickered through the air without pause

Freya watched, a sharp twist of envy coiling in her chest. She knew she wasn’t strong enough yet to high like that on the ground. That was exactly why Merrick had assigned her to the first wave-her task was to protect the warship.

The flyers above were tethered to the metal pools on the towers. If things went bad, every one of those pools had to be pulled out.

Freya stared down, chest tight. The warship’s scanners swept the battlefield, and the numbers coming back were way past anything they’d expected.

With the three top-tier wrist terminals backing them, the low-level parasites crawling out of the tunnels barely survived the warship fire.

The high-level ones were different. Something was pulling them, and they were all massing on the north and west.

The east had the arena locked open. The south blazed with lotuses in full bloom. The west lit up as the White Griffin threw its arena wide.

But where Blue Phoenix could split and teleport at range, the White Griffin could only grab what was right in front of it.

Merrick’s little white griffins streaked across the sky in a swarm of light, covering nearly the whole western front. It held double what Blue Phoenix could handle. The west had gone dead silent. The parasites charging forward had actually stopped.

Merrick’s eyes were ice. He stood on his flyer, hunting the biggest ones and cutting them down

He wasn’t inside the arena. Adrian and Number Six were. So he wasn’t worried. He shifted back to human form mid-strike and split another parasite’s belly open.

Level 5 and above were tougher, but their undersides weren’t impenetrable. They could still cut through

He ripped out a red beast crystal and dropped it into his mouth. Clean beast aura flooded his system and washed the fatigue away.

Gillian’s side was the worst, no question. Three hundred flower beasts, and not one of them was fighting anything below level 6.

She was pretty sure every scale parasite at the taint’s source had crawled straight to her. She stayed low, striking from ambush.

The flower beasts would bind a parasite with their roots, and Gillian’d shove her psionic power down its throat and rip the beast crystal out. Tristan’s metal crate was piled so high that the pink-white fox was

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Her power barely sched the crate of red crystals before she dropped. She caught beef on godt deal und hat the ground

A pank Bower beast saw her fall and swept her up with its roots pulling her into its bloom. The robo snapped zg wound the parasites closing in

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Gillar seached her and scrambled upright in the petals. Her eyes locked onto the parasite that had knocked her down

Her gama per stapped out like a gold whip and found its mouth twisted into a hook and drove stranght who is gut The red beast crystal core free and the thing collapsed

Man, I wou go down and I thought I wasn’t gonna catch you I was so scared”

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