Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 1328

Chapter 1328: Chapter 1328 - Taming the Old World - 25.5 hours - 2

Selthia’s expansion phase, which was projected to double her total forces in less than twenty-four hours, was currently severely bottlenecked.

At this crippled pace, it would take her more than a full day just to achieve a meager forty percent increase. With an almost insulting ease, the humans were actively stripping away more than half of her projected growth velocity.

And they were stealing that growth in the most humiliating manner imaginable.

Several of her Platinums would be locked in brutal combat with high-tier wild beasts, fighting tooth and nail until they were finally on the verge of securing the kill. They would be one step away from feasting on the fresh carcass, ready to recycle the rich energy to spawn a new Platinum clone.

Then, at the exact moment her beasts leaned in to feed, a human strike team would drop out of the clouds, slaughter her exhausted mutants, and casually harvest the premium parts.

Those dense biological materials passed directly into human hands.

They were likely permanently removed from the hive’s closed recycling loop.

Instead of serving as vital fuel to multiply Selthia’s swarm, the harvested mass was carted back to the capital, repurposed into heavy plating and ammunition for Ren’s new 2.0 towers.

Every single piece stolen was a compounding double loss: a unit of growth she failed to secure, directly translated into a unit of hardened defense for her enemy.

It was infuriating...

Beyond infuriating.

But Selthia closed her eyes and forced herself to breathe. She commanded her racing mind to calculate, to detach, and to remain patient.

Because the grand harvest was only just beginning.

More than ninety-five percent of the wild Platinum-tier beasts roaming the outer rings remained completely untouched. It was a vast, sprawling ocean of untapped mana-biological resources that her swarm could still hunt and consume.

Despite the Vanguard’s relentless raids, despite the stolen carcasses and the crippled expansion rate, her standing army had already swelled from four hundred to roughly five hundred and fifty elite beasts, and the numbers were still climbing.

It was an agonizingly slow climb, by her original projections, she should have easily eclipsed eight hundred units by now, it was deeply frustrating, and it was humiliating, but the swarm was still growing.

Eventually, the humans would simply be overrun...

It was basic numbers, the cold, unfeeling logic that served as Selthia’s final comfort. The Vanguard’s efforts, the coordinated raids, the material theft, the support for the local wildlife, had a hard ceiling. The capital possessed a finite number of elite Tamers capable of surviving a hunt in the deep wilderness. Meanwhile, Selthia’s army was a self-replicating engine. It was inexhaustible, relentless, and sooner or later, it would eclipse the Vanguard purely through insurmountable numbers.

She only needed to be patient... She just had to wait.

Let the brutal, uncaring machinery of corruption run its course.

She just needed to be patient...

Patient...