Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102 - Taming the Wall - Excruciating Love - 2

The colossal, mutated maw was closing in, swallowing the light around him.

Sirius rotated his body with every bit of his remaining strength. As he also forced a final, agonizing fusion with his two beasts, violently scraping the absolute bottom of his core to charge one last beam of Light and Darkness.

He emptied his entire system into the attack.

If he could just stagger the Platinum beast, if he could push its colossal mass back down into the sinkhole, Ren would have a chance to survive.

A tiny, microscopic chance, but a real one. The boy could run or he could hide in the overgrowth and wait for the city’s vanguard.

Sirius had to trust that Ren was still conscious inside the shadow-dimension. The Wolverine hadn’t forcefully vomited its passengers onto the shadow space, which meant the boy’s mana was still circulating.

Ren was in there, clinging to consciousness with the exact same infuriating, unbreakable stubbornness Sirius had witnessed in the forest, the same stubbornness that Sirius had seen in him from the first time but hadn’t wanted to admire, the stubbornness of an arrogant child whose entire being refused to accept defeat.

Sirius charged the flickering dual-element ray, dark and white in his hands... And with the fusion power and in the exact same fluid rotation motion, he twisted his torso and violently hurled Ren away from the sinkhole.

He was executing the final, desperate pass. He was the battered quarterback staring down a lethal blitz, hurling the ball toward an endzone he would never get to cross himself. He placed his entire legacy, the fate of the world, and his final sliver of hope into the hands of his ’team’.

He was trusting Ren to win the game he could no longer finish.

The shadow containing Ren sailed through the air, clearing the immediate hole radius.

Sirius was now turned back to face the abyss. The colossal jaws that eclipsed his vision.

He released the shadow and light spiraling ray.

His form was flawless. His execution was exquisite, right down to the very last energy particle. If Sirius Starweaver knew how to do anything, it was how to perfectly control his face and his mana. It was his final, defiant offering to a broken, painful world before leaving it.

But the beam that erupted from his palms was tragically thin.

It was starved of energy. Exhausted.

It almost flickered like a dying candle, completely devoid of the kinetic force required to hope to destroy the armored plating of the nightmare crashing down upon him.

Sirius knew it the exact instant the magic left his hands.

It wasn’t going to do a damn thing.

But suddenly, the terror vanished... It didn’t matter anymore.

The excruciating, years-long pain of living without Lykea, and being unable to enjoy looking at his daughter was finally going to end.

In that suspended, frozen heartbeat between life and the crushing dark of the beast’s maw, Sirius let out a soft sigh.

He finally lowered his mental shields.

He let the memory rise... that specific, radiant memory he had kept buried deeper than any other. The one he never allowed himself to look at, because even a fleeting glimpse would utterly destroy him.

’Make her happy,’ Sirius pleaded silently, entirely lacking the breath to speak the words. ’Please survive... You pulled me out of the crystal so you can now find Lykea. And let her hug Luna all she wants. Like his useless father never could...’

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