Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1003

Chapter 1003: Chapter 1003 - Taming the Last Breath - Part 5

Without a barrier, the accumulated attacks from soldiers and tamers, heroes whose names didn’t matter, were descending on Orion from every angle.

It was the end for him.

But the crystals came out of Dorian’s and Magnus’s hands before either of them finished understanding what was happening.

Toward Orion... Into his configuration, incorporated with the fluency of someone executing something they had already decided to do before the situation required it, not a true reaction, a plan activated.

The combined crystal count in his hands changed to 10, and the barrier that followed was small, just enough to manage without the water and fire elemental control of his brothers. Just enough, because the corruption filling the gaps made up for the precision their absence took away.

"I’m sorry," said Orion, without looking at them.

Dorian and Magnus looked at their eldest brother for the time it took to process what had just happened.

The betrayal was quiet in the way the most miserable things were quiet.

No dramatic declaration... Just the crystals moving from their hands to his and a barrier forming around him while the rain of attacks hit the surface and never stopped for them, and their brother not meeting their eyes.

The barrier caught all the attacks from the room.

It then let the beam aimed at Ren pass free.

Luna ran despite the exhaustion.

No beast. No fusion. No shadow step, that was gone, the reserves that made it possible had been empty since her beast finished its last work. Just the movement of someone who had made a desperate decision and whose body responded to it even though the body already knew it was too late.

The distance between her and Ren and the time between Ren and the beam were not comparable metrics that human legs could close in the time available.

She ran anyway.

But it was too late...

The beam hit Ren with the density of everything Orion had and the brutality of something that was no longer being controlled in the ordinary sense but pushed by something growing from inside, something that didn’t carry the same set of limits that technique normally imposed.

Not measured at all. Just full force in a direction, released through a person who was no longer fully the author of how much force was being released.

Yet Ren was already on his feet.

And he received it with his hands.

Because Ren was Ren, and because apparently facing things head-on was the only way he knew how to face them.

He tried to take control of the largest beam he had received in the entire battle with the lowest reserves he had carried at any point in his entire life, and he let it enter his system the same way he had let previous ones, through the same damaged channels, through the learned routes, through the pattern that the interior golden space had taught him to use.

The system protested in ways that had no name in any medical category yet.

The black veins covered everything visible on his body instantly. The blood that had already been present in several places became evident in nearly all of them. The bones in his arms that were holding the flow took the kind of damage that should have pulverized them, surviving only because the angle was exactly right and because something that wasn’t luck but a miracle was still deciding to hold.

That was simply impossible... 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

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