Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1127

Chapter 1127: Chapter 1127 - Taming the Wall - Prerogative - Dragon, Human? - 2

According to the sprawling timeline he had just absorbed, the fragmented core of the Purple Dragon had spent countless years suspended in the void, completely inert, just waiting in the dark.

It had only descended upon the mortal world relatively recently, a few decades ago.

Did it awaken on its own, its internal clock finally ticking over? Or had it responded to a specific catalyst generated in the world during that exact timeframe?

Perhaps something fundamental in the world’s ether had shifted just enough to reactivate the core. Ren didn’t know what that trigger was. But if he meticulously analyzed the chronology of the last century, there might be a hidden piece of intelligence buried in the timeline.

Regardless of the why, the ultimate conclusion was glaringly obvious: Humanity absolutely could not afford to be the sacrificial cattle fed to a resurrecting purple god.

Ren had to systematically dismantle the cosmic horror’s advantage. He had to conquer this ancient system, ruin by ruin, heart by heart.

And if, at some point in the distant future, the actual Sun Dragon finally descended from the heavens and furiously scolded him for hijacking a divine system that didn’t belong to him?

Well... He would cross that apocalyptic bridge when he got to it.

Fortunately, the crystal supercomputer had forcefully injected him with vastly more than just a depressing mythological history lesson.

And the myth itself, Ren quickly reminded himself, could very well be a beautifully constructed lie. It could be pure, architectural propaganda. A strategic fiction hardcoded into the system by the desperate engineers to confuse any unauthorized operator, whether that was a rogue human like him, or the Purple Dragon itself, should it ever manage to hack into these archives, maybe end up feeling ashamed?

But a myth didn’t magically become absolute truth just because an ancient supercomputer delivered it with authority.

However, if he looked at it purely through the lens of crystal engineering, the underlying logic was flawless. If the elemental dragons desperately needed the Sun Dragon to gradually rebuild its strength after descending to earth, acquiring power through carefully gated and correct evolutionary stages, then sealing certain vaults and requiring highly specific elemental keys was exactly the kind of progressive, drip-fed system a master architect would design.

The staggered, hierarchical structure of the ruins. The brutal requirements that escalated with every single floor. The absolute necessity of either possessing overwhelming individual strength, or a massive, synchronized support network to breach the final doors.

It all perfectly mirrored a containment system designed to safely dose the power of a regenerating, infantile god.

Whether the mythological lore was historical fact or desperate fabrication, the magical engineering surrounding him was undeniably real.

And the truly invaluable spoils of this digital heist were three highly specific, actionable blueprints now burning brightly in his mind.

First: Advanced techniques for the molding and manipulation of raw crystal. Second: The architectural framework for a three-way fusion of lesser beasts, allowing a Tamer to forcefully synthesize a vastly more powerful hybrid.

And third: A set of radical, paradigm-shifting cultivation techniques that, if they functioned exactly the way Ren suspected they did, were going to violently rewrite the established laws of internal mana everyone in the kingdom followed and would fix a small problem he had.

Reviewing the sheer, fluid adaptability of the fusion techniques, Ren realized something profound. The biology of the dragons and their beast descendants was incredibly plastic. It was a malleable, highly reactive crystal-biological clay.

’First things first... Testing.’

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