Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1197

Chapter 1197: Chapter 1197 - Taming the Old World - Exiguous?

Because if he didn’t, the Vanguard simply lacked the raw ethereal energy to sustain the meat grinder for much longer.

He maintained the status quo for a few precious seconds, buying himself the time needed to think.

At the very least, he was still perfectly capable of intercepting and canceling the catastrophic beams the artifact fired into the sky. He ’shielded’ his allies that way, providing Liora the uninterrupted airspace she needed to continue permanently incinerating a fraction of the enemy’s energy.

And down on the flanks, Liu had seemingly weaponized his Wendigo’s special absorption capability, discovering a viable method to cull the horde without the corruption instantly consuming his sanity.

The containment fronts were holding and they were also buying him time to think.

He couldn’t afford to stall for long... But just a bit was enough.

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A moment later, the chaotic variables clicked into place. Ren reached a terrifying solution and committed to the gamble.

He instantly sent a message to Selphira and Larissa. He fired a second, secret tactical notification to Julius on the ground. Finally, he whispered for Liora to prepare the most massive spiritual cremation she had ever conjured, explicitly instructing her that absolutely nothing caught in the upcoming blast radius could be left intact enough to be recycled.

He gave everyone exactly fifteen seconds to prepare and brace themselves, and then...

Standing on the broad, jade-scaled back of the colossal Hydra, Ren reached into his shadow. The five elemental crystal hearts materialized, instantly snapping into a rapid, aggressive orbit around his body. They were fully awake and violently vibrating with a resonance that made the air hum.

Then, he reached deeper and extracted the cores of the five Diamond-rank dragons.

He embedded the ancient, pulsating hearts directly into the jade scales of his Hydra’s back, silently praying they might trigger some sort of latent activation. They continued to vibrate fiercely, perfectly mirroring their hyper-active state from the underground vault, reacting to an invisible stimulus that Ren still didn’t fully comprehend.

He didn’t know if he could successfully ignite them. He had no theoretical framework for what would happen if he actually did... But if these primordial batteries were going to react today, he vastly preferred having them locked and loaded on the frontline rather than safely rotting in his shadow space where they were tactically useless.

The very next second, the atmospheric pressure collapsed.

The energy violently cascading around the Hydra and Ren began to exponentially multiply. It grew denser and denser, his blinding white-jade aura becoming heavily saturated with the primordial, golden light of the dragons.

The air didn’t just crackle; it screamed... The sheer, unfathomable accumulation of raw ether became physically visible, swirling into a terrifying, concentrated storm anchored to a single coordinate in the sky.

Far below in the courtyard, Selthia registered the atmospheric anomaly a fraction of a second too late.

Figuratively speaking, the ancient entity swallowed hard.

It instantly became apparent that entirely dismissing the possibility of Ren unleashing a nuclear strike had been a catastrophically arrogant assumption.

The miserable brat did have the punch. He had possessed the apocalyptic payload this entire time, patiently hoarding it, waiting for the absolute perfect window. And now, he was aggressively charging it with a sheer, unadulterated magnitude that physically warped the atmosphere around the three headed Hydra.

Selthia reacted with the only logical defensive maneuver available.

She instantly issued a frantic, overriding telepathic command to her sprawling mutant phalanx: Burrow.

That had been the secret tactical message.

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