Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1311

Chapter 1311: Chapter 1311 - Taming the Old World - Light Dragons - 15

Miles away, secluded in the cold silence of her crystal chamber, Selthia was seething.

She had already written off the southern front... She had swallowed her pride, accepted defeat, and pulled her surviving units out of the sector to save them from being melted by Ren’s unquenchable black fire.

She had made the pragmatic choice to recycle those troops for a stronger push on the remaining fronts.

Yet, the southern peak she thought was a closed book was suddenly generating fresh nightmares.

She had no idea what kind of sorcery Ren had just pulled off.

Somehow, he had turned the mangled corpse of the Light Dragon against her soldiers. A radiant abomination was currently roaming the southern plains, spreading a golden infection on the ground, hunting her scouts and aggressively tracking down her corruption with an obsession Selthia could neither comprehend nor control.

To her perspective, it felt like a deliberate, deeply personal insult.

The worst part was the sickening irony of the tactic. Ren was seemingly mocking her by deploying a flawless copy of her own hidden advantage.

The stitched-together Shadow Dragon mutant was her ultimate trump card. She had kept it buried underground, patiently waiting for the perfect moment to deploy her masterpiece on whichever front Ren could not reach. It was the heaviest piece on her board.

Now, right in front of her eyes, Ren had unleashed a rogue Light Dragon mutant that functioned exactly like her own weapon, only operating in reverse. He had casually converted a dead guardian into an autonomous killing machine, as if he had read her grand strategy and casually tossed a funny copy version of it right back in her face without even breaking a sweat.

Selthia clenched her jaw, her nails digging into her palms in the empty space, figuratively...

"How does he do it?" she whispered to the silence, having no ancient advisor left to provide an answer. "How does he always manage to CHEAT like this!?"

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Rewinding the clock a few minutes, Ren’s strike team had claimed the Light Ring in record time.

With their commander back from redirecting the fungal abomination, the six of them cleared the ancient mountain trials at a blistering pace. They completely abandoned the paranoid caution usually required for exploring deep ruins. There was no guardian left to defend the entrance, no traps laid by the Witch, and no hidden artifacts waiting in ambush. The entire operation, from the first strike against the dragon to breaching the vault chamber, took them just over half an hour.

And there it was.

Ren reached out, claimed the artifact, and slid it onto his right hand.

He now wore four rings... Fire, earth, shadow, and light.

Four elemental guardians defeated, and four fundamental elements condensed directly into his grip. With every new addition, his elemental mastery climbed another step, the ambient light ether responding to his will with an effortless, terrifying new fluidity.

His five companions offered their congratulations.

"That makes four, you are sensationally remarkable Ren," Larissa noted. She spoke with her usual cool detachment, smoothly masking the profound relief underneath. "We secured three yesterday, and now we have this one. All that remains is figuring out how to recover the final three from my father’s hand, and the last vault is ours."

"Good work my glorious general hubby, I knew you’d make it another record run you reckless handsome idiot," Liora added. Coming from the fiery spiritual mage, the insult was actually a compliment.