Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1063

Chapter 1063: Chapter 1063 - Taming the Wall - Preemptive Strike - 10th Chamber

The fire started red. No reason for it to start otherwise; Lin’s fire was always red at the beginning.

The kicks fed it, each impact adding something to the cycle that made the flame consume more energy in less time and release more than it received, and the red shifted toward orange first and then, when the accumulated impacts crossed the threshold, toward blue, the fire that Lin produced when she had the right conditions to produce it.

The two beasts couldn’t attack because attacking required moving and Lin’s insane kicks didn’t allow movement.

Their attempts to press together and trap her in the middle only added to the impact because Lin converted their movement into part of her own.

The group was watching from the first step of the descent.

Ren watched both beasts, effectively still except for the constant shuddering from the strikes, and Lin bouncing between them with that blue fire illuminating the entire chamber in a way that made the purple runes on the walls look as if they were dimming by comparison.

Liora was the first to turn around.

Not because she doubted the result, but the opposite; watching was unnecessary when the result was already obvious, and the tenth chamber was waiting.

The sound of Lin’s kicks continued rising from above during the first stretches of the staircase, steady and regular, without the long pauses that would have indicated something had changed direction, just the rhythm of something finishing what it had started.

They descended.

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The staircase ended and the chamber opened before them.

No beasts.

That was the first thing their senses registered, the absence where presence should have been, and emptiness in a place that had until this point always been full of something produced a reaction that wasn’t relief. The opposite kind of attention, the alert that activated when a pattern broke, because broken patterns always had their own reasons for breaking and those reasons were almost never the comfortable kind.

Ren stopped on the last step.

There was something...

Not beasts, not the dense presence they had felt in every chamber before, but something that wouldn’t fully locate itself, like hearing a sound you can’t place because it’s coming from everywhere and nowhere simultaneously.

His mana perception, fine enough to read the microscopic structure of crystal in the statues he had worked with, found no identifiable source. The signal existed and had no origin he could pin.

"Do you feel it?" he asked quietly.

Liora nodded. The guards and Mayo did too, though their ability for distinguishing where it came from was even less than his.

They advanced slowly, with the economy of movement that groups adopted when the territory hadn’t given them a reason to run and hadn’t given them a reason to relax either, the middle pace of sustained alertness.

The chamber was the largest of all of them, the ceiling higher, the walls further apart, and across it, at the far end opposite the staircase, the door was visible from a distance.

That final door of the ruin, old and enormous, built to outlast everything that ordinary construction produced, its surface carrying that quality of things that had been made to still be standing long after the people who made them were gone.

Liora deployed her beasts to cover the flanks.

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