Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1264

Chapter 1264: Chapter 1264 - Taming the Old World - Shadow Dragons - 11

The horde no longer bothered waiting to gather more numbers after breaching the hundred-Platinum mark on the field; they simply resumed their relentless assaults, though with a distinct tactical pivot.

Previously, they had deployed five beasts per wave, directing all their hostility toward the shadow dragon.

Now, they were charging in groups of ten. And out of those ten, half were no longer targeting the guardian.

They were aiming straight for Lin’s Vanguard detachment.

While the five vanguard mutants hurled themselves at the human defenders, the creatures lagging behind initiated heavy elemental bombardments, striking both the Vanguard and the dragon alike, completely saturating the air with corrupted fire, water, and slicing wind.

The feigned dispute over the ancient beast’s custody was rapidly escalating into a genuine, lethal offensive against the humans.

Zhao and Yang processed the shift simultaneously.

"She figured it out," Yang grunted, pouring extra mana into his stone and wood wall to withstand a fresh volley. "Selthia knows Ren isn’t waiting here." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Given the massive explosion of energy they should be dropping up north, it was pretty obvious this would happen," Zhao replied, firing a precise shot into the skull of a beast trying to break their formation. "If the northern front houses the heavy hitters, the south doesn’t. She is no longer terrified of the fake Ren sitting next to Mayo... She now knows it is just a mirage."

The southern decoy had officially expired.

Selthia was no longer operating under the paralyzing fear of a phantom Tamer who could supposedly annihilate her army in a single strike; she was playing her hand knowing full well that this southern squad was formidable but far from invincible, meaning she could finally afford to unleash her full aggression.

Zhao surveyed the changing tide, tracking the ten mutants charging in each wave and the heavy elemental artillery raining down upon their position, and made an immediate decision.

"It is time," the sniper announced, "to transition into phase two."

And across all three global fronts, occurring almost simultaneously, the war shifted into its next stage: the north had become a literal inferno where Ren battled a living torch, the capital stood tense as Arturo’s dark premonition heralded an approaching storm, and the south was forced to brace as their clever decoy died and the corruption finally attacked with genuine, murderous intent.

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Selphira stood guard alongside Julius, Taro, and the rest of the Vanguard, ensuring the corrupted mutants did not interfere with Ren.

However, the mindless beasts had retreated much further than anyone anticipated just moments ago, pulling far away from the raging inferno consuming the swamp.

Ren maintained the fresh influx of power at a steady, constant rate. They were pushing the enemy back, though the margin of victory was thin. Even so, Ren refused to rush the process. He possessed the capacity to tap into a little more power, to push harder and conclude the clash much sooner. Doing so, however, would compromise his mana channels again. He would inevitably suffer fresh crystallization damage, undoing days of patient healing that would prove incredibly costly when the time came to regenerate the prison dome.

Worse still, his internal seed had already endured far too many interruptions and sustained excessive collateral damage... The very last thing Ren wanted to do was shatter it.

He could not risk that outcome, not after witnessing his little companion, Mooshito, invest so much time and grueling effort into keeping it stable. While he was currently forced to view the mushroom with a sad but healthy dose of suspicion, he still genuinely cared for the grumpy entity like family.

Ren could already feel that the small fraction of draconic energy currently coursing through his system was actively harming his system, pressing heavily against fragile pathways where it didn’t belong and leaving him feeling strangely overstimulated.

Drawing on even more power would be a terrible idea, unless it was absolutely necessary to win and became truly unavoidable.

Therefore, he kept the flow precisely balanced...

He maintained the highest output his veins could safely handle, without squeezing out a single drop more than that.

Liu suddenly sliced through Ren’s intense concentration with a direct audio transmission right in his ear. Despite standing hundreds of meters away on the ground beside Selphira and the others, Liu still possessed that unique capacity to project sound over vast distances.