Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1159

Chapter 1159: Chapter 1159 - Taming the Old World - Guardians

Ren and Zhao pushed through the final stretch of the largest Platinum ring.

The river of mutants had thinned out considerably. It was sparse now, almost sporadic. Only beasts that had breached the Gold rank as minimum managed to survive this far into the zone. They were the grotesque yet strong result of the relentless cannibalism and brutal synthetic selection that had taken place along the march. Anything weaker had been left behind, either crushed by the oppressive gravity or devoured by their stronger kin, entirely unable to withstand the suffocating environment of the dark mana at Platinum 3 rank.

Yet, despite their dwindling numbers, the core problem remained. They were still moving deeper.

Even if it was just a trickle compared to the raging river they had witnessed in the Gold rings, the vanguard was still receiving a steady supply of fresh biomass. Ren kept his eyes locked on that specific detail as they flew. It didn’t matter how thin the line became.

The chain hadn’t broken.

They flew in silence for a long time, the atmosphere growing heavier by the minute, weighing especially hard on Zhao’s lungs. Finally, the dense black haze thinned, revealing the towering entrance to the mountain.

And for the first time in hours, a wave of genuine relief washed over them.

At least this time, it wasn’t bad news.

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Selthia’s mutants stood absolutely no chance against this guardian.

That reality was immediately apparent, lifting a massive weight off both their shoulders.

Multiple times during the flight, Ren and Zhao had fought the urge to swoop down and cull the strongest Platinum beasts anchoring the swarm, hoping to sever the supply line. But acting blindly before seeing the terminus of the march would have been a waste of critical fusion energy. Cutting the chain in the middle without knowing what was happening at the front was a tactical error they didn’t know if they could afford.

Now they were finally at the end of the line. And they could see that intervening here would still be pointless.

The dragon’s sheer presence had fundamentally altered the frontier terrain. It had carved out a massive, deep lake around the entrance of the mountain. It wasn’t normal water. It was a moat of dense, tar-like sludge, heavily saturated with the exact same dark mana that choked the rest of the ring but much deeper.

This was a fatal obstacle for the mutants. Stripped of the ability to cast elemental skills, the corrupted swarm could only rely on close-quarters physical strikes. Against a liquid barrier that swallowed their bodies whole, the corruption had no immediate answer.

Ren saw the aftermath of the initial skirmish that was written into the mud.

The dragon had clearly given the vanguard exactly what it wanted. Those initial, hyper-scaled beasts hovering near Platinum 3 power had reached the guardian with enough momentum and surprise to actually reach for a physical confrontation.

The dragon had simply erased them...

A single breath had torn them to shreds. After dealing with the immediate nuisance, it had casually summoned the heavy swamp to ensure the endless stream of weaker stragglers wouldn’t bother it further.

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