Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1322

Chapter 1322: Chapter 1322 - Taming the Old World - Last Dragon - Outcome

Having finalized her retreat, Selthia commanded her entire surviving swarm to expand and multiply.

Her four hundred Platinums and her eight remaining Diamonds scattered across the vast uncharted territories, putting as many miles between their packs as possible.

They dispersed like a viral infection, rendering them virtually impossible to track or corner in large numbers. A concentrated, marching army was a glaring target for Ren’s massive attacks and Liora’s spiritual fire; a decentralized plague spread across hundreds of miles of deep wilderness was an infestation that not even the combined might of humanity could eradicate.

As long as her beasts remained separated, the human heavy hitters could not inflict meaningful damage on her overall infrastructure. While the Vanguard chased shadows, her swarm would aggressively reproduce, draining the outer rings and compounding their numbers at a terrifying rate.

And her best unit was not going to be wasted, she had an idea about its body base Platinum level that could be enhanced inside one of the mountains...

Selthia was falling back, but she was not surrendering the war.

She was merely setting the stage for the final clash.

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Back in the capital, Ren processed the shifting landscape with mixed emotions.

They had undoubtedly won the war for the final guardians, and they had done so with flying colors. All four guardian dragons of light and shadow had been put down; all four elemental rings plus three cores were safely locked in their possession.

Yet, a heavy shadow hung over the victory.

Selthia’s army had not been destroyed. She had simply scattered it to the winds, retreating into the dark and would be able to breed an army of thousands. She was very likely actively hoarding her strength right now for a final, overwhelming siege against Yano’s walls, an inevitable clash that promised to be the bloodiest nightmare of their lives.

"We secured the dragons," Ren stated quietly, staring down at the war table where the corrupted markers were spreading outward like a fungal bloom. "But the final battle is going to pit us against numbers we have never seen before. We need to start preparing our defenses right now."

A much more immediate crisis occupied the back of Ren’s mind. The prison in Yino could not be ignored.

Later tonight, he would go there and restore the star-shaped dome one last time, packing fresh stone into the excavated tunnel before the bedrock reached its absolute structural limit for stretching. That final patch job would only buy the city more or less two days of peace.

It was a temporary bandage, not a cure.

The purple parasite trapped inside was currently pooling volatile ether within its chest, quietly charging the single, devastating blow required to shatter its cage whenever it pleased.

Ren had to calculate exactly how to spend the precious hours left on his clock, and he had to do it with flawless efficiency.