Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1157

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1157 - Taming the Old World - Changes - 2

As they cautiously followed the suicidal march deeper into the rings, the heavy, sinking suspicion in Ren’s chest metastasized.

Something was about to change. He didn’t have the exact data to prove what it was yet, but the crushing, suffocating sensation accumulated with every single mile they flew. It was a primal dread Ren had learned the hard way never to ignore after everything he had barely survived.

Finally, the corrupted trail breached the Platinum border.

The mutant swarm began to behave in a way Ren had never witnessed before. The corruption moved with a terrifying, absolute madness. It was sheer recklessness.

As he stared down at the suicidal march, his mind finally locked onto the only logical explanation for this anomaly. And the exact millisecond the realization fully crystallized, his stomach plummeted into his boots.

For Selthia to fearlessly burn her mutants like cheap kindling. For her to aggressively hurl them into the Platinum rings on a completely suicidal trajectory. For the corruption to suddenly behave with a frantic, desperate temerity that entirely violated her standard tactical doctrine...

It could only mean one specific, terrifying thing that actually justified such a staggering cost.

Ren absolutely refused to stop.

Flying slightly behind him, Zhao felt a cold, heavy knot of genuine anxiety tightening in his stomach. They were aggressively pushing the boundaries of their safety. They were taking an uncalculated risk by plunging directly into a tier of power they had explicitly promised they would not explore purely out of curiosity.

But Zhao remained silent, because he was just as profoundly intrigued and terrified as Ren.

What they were currently witnessing defied the old wall of those monsters. The Platinum rings had historically always been completely void of mutants. The apex predators roaming these depths were far too strong, and their density of mana was far too crushing for Selthia’s cheap, disposable pawns to do anything.

The fact that the corruption was now successfully penetrating well beyond its maximum theoretical range was a likely catastrophic anomaly. It was a tactical impossibility that neither of them could afford to walk away from without completely understanding the mechanics behind it or humanity may risk a terrible surprise.

The mystery did not last long.

Deep in the rotting gloom, they began to find corpses.

Two colossal Platinum-tier beasts’ nests lay broken with their residents dead in the mud. Their massive, heavily armored bodies were currently being systematically devoured by a writhing, screeching carpet of mutants.

Hovering above the gruesome scene, both Ren and Zhao stared in cold disbelief. They ran the math in their heads, trying to comprehend exactly how a swarm of weak, mindless Silvers could possibly hollow out a nest of Platinum apex predators. It was like watching a swarm of babies successfully dismantle a steel fortress.

There was only one logical explanation.

The grim answer practically assembled itself in Ren’s mind: the swarm was not acting in silver alone here either anymore. The Silvers had to be spearheaded and supported by one or more Platinum-tier mutants. The mindless sea of Silver rot wasn’t what was actually killing these untouchable wild beasts; it was whatever nightmare was quietly marching alongside them.

And then, miles deeper into the zone, they finally found what looked like the frontline.

The corrupted river had been violently dammed.

A monstrous Platinum wild beast, a gargantuan, heavily coiled serpent boasting a thick armor of deep blue and venomous black scales, had sensed the rumbling. It had aggressively breached the surface from its massive mud mound, colliding head-on with the marching river of corrupted Silvers.

It had completely stalled the swarm’s advance.

The serpent was casually, effortlessly annihilating the mutants, there were even gold rank bodies here. It thrashed its massive tail and snapped its jaws, generating an impassable blockade. Judging by the sheer, staggering volume of shattered bodies littering the swamp, the slaughter had been going on for quite some time. Thousands of Silver corpses literally carpeted the earth around the serpent’s coils, forming a gruesome, rising tide of dead meat.

But as Ren watched the slaughter from the sky, a deeply sickening, familiar sensation washed over him.

He had seen this exact mechanism before. Back in the ancient ruins, where Selthia had painted the stone walls with dark runes, allowing her mutants to cannibalize their dead comrades to aggressively force an evolution.

The exact same nightmare was happening right here in the mud.

The endless waves of mutants pouring into the meat grinder weren’t just attacking the serpent; they were frantically devouring the thousands of corpses the serpent left behind. And with every single mouthful of rotting, corrupted flesh they consumed, their physical mass swelled. They grew slightly faster, slightly denser, and slightly stronger.

It wasn’t a massive, instant jump in power. Individually speaking, a slightly bloated Silver mutant was still mathematically useless against the crushing power of a Platinum serpent. But it was a cycle. It was a perfectly closed energy loop. And if that cannibalistic cycle wasn’t immediately shattered, given enough time and enough biomass, it would inevitably make some big enough beasts to grind the Platinum beast down to the bone.

But against two coordinated Platinum mutants that possessed grotesque, hyper-accelerated regeneration? Against two behemoths that could damage its armor, regenerate insanely fast and actively stop to devour their own dead, using the slaughter to replenish their stamina and grow incrementally stronger with every single exchange of blows?

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