Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1152

Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152 - Taming the Old World - Myths

The Gold 3 ring, positioned closest to the empty fissure, marked the absolute genesis point for the Black Dragon’s evolutionary line.

On the opposite side of the continent, across the fissure, Yino’s Shadow Dragon shared this exact same primordial element. But this specific dragon, the one birthed from Yano’s soil, was different, and the root cause of that divergence lay entirely in the contrasting elemental geography of the two sister cities’ higher rings.

In Yino, the five natural elements were not organized in the same order as they were in Yano. Light and Darkness still shared their neighboring, mirrored spaces across the fissure, maintaining a different balance. But the remaining natural elements were seemingly scrambled, but specifically arranged so that every single element directly faced its polarizing negative.

Because of this geographic layout, Yano’s dark zone bordered the heavy Water territory instead of the volatile Fire zone like Yino’s. This fundamental shift in ambient ether forced the local ecosystem to adapt in radically different ways than its twin. Consequently, the guardian dragon of this specific zone, birthed every hundred years, possessed a drastically more physical, terrifyingly solid mass than Yino’s energy one.

Instead of being woven from ethereal, intangible shadows that flickered like dark fire, the Yano dragon possessed the consistency of a liquid. But it wasn’t the clean, flowing liquid of a river. It was a thick, viscous, aggressively moldy sludge. It looked like the absolute culmination of biological decay, pure, unadulterated physical shadow mana forcefully condensed into rotting, decomposing matter.

The Black Swamp was the sprawling, festering womb that gave birth to the dragon associated with the absolute end of all living things.

For as long as he could remember, Ren had been deeply fascinated by this specific dragon, entirely because of a single, vivid illustration.

In his favorite childhood book, the Black Dragon’s anatomy had been the most bizarre and captivating of them all. It wasn’t depicted as a towering beast clad in impenetrable, glittering scales. Instead, it was drawn as a colossal entity entirely woven from thick, organic threads, looking exactly as if a billion fungi hyphae and rotting compost had fused together to form a living mountain.

A creature stitched into existence, rather than sculpted.

Of course, looking back now with the cold, hard intelligence of a mana-biological architect, Ren realized his beloved storybook was...

Completely wrong.

First and foremost, the actual, fully matured Black Dragon, the final, apocalyptic result of the evolution, looked absolutely nothing like the illustration. That famous drawing was the result of a massive biological misunderstanding. These ancient scholars had entirely confused the highly complex ecosystem of the Platinum ring for the actual guardian dragon that the ecosystem was trying to incubate.

Basically, the kingdom’s greatest naturalists had looked at a sprawling, grotesque chrysalis and confidently documented it as the butterfly.

The moldy, black plant beasts actively merged with serpentine Water-element monsters. These serpents were variants of Min’s primary beast, the ones Ren actually wanted for Min instead of his chaos one. They existed in staggering abundance here due to the geographic proximity of the Heavy Lake. They deliberately migrated into the Black Swamp right before breaching the Platinum rank, utilizing the change of environment to hide from the predators that normally hunted their evolutionary line in the higher rings.

And living in perfect, symbiotic harmony with the plants and the serpents were massive Earth-element beasts that populated the shallow mud. They were essentially gargantuan, armored slugs boasting inverted mineral shells (on their feet). These massive snails evolved by feeding exclusively on the bioluminescent mushrooms growing atop the Black beasts.

But they didn’t chew them with a standard jaw. They consumed them using a massive, highly specialized biological mantle that looked like a dense, tightly woven net. And as the slugs happily grazed on the glowing fungi, those massive, net-like lips draped over the Black beasts, physically protecting the moisture-dependent flora and snakes from drying out.

They were all deeply gregarious, entirely co-dependent species. They physically clumped together in staggering, monolithic formations, burying the Water-element serpents deep in the absolute center. The serpents generated the localized humidity the entire collective desperately required to survive. Meanwhile, the outer layers of the formation were intentionally left to dry in the wind, leaving the massive, net-like mantles of the slugs, (basically their giant dried-out lips), exposed to the elements.

When completely dried, those massive, interwoven lines looked exactly like thick, organic threads.

It looked exactly like the skin of the fungal dragon from Ren’s childhood book.