Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 453

Chapter 453: Chapter 453 - Tamers War - Turning Points - Failed Promise - 4

Victor had a clouded consciousness, floating between battle dreams and stabbing pain.

He managed to focus enough to see he was passing through a large reinforced stone gate, its edges familiar even through the fog covering his mind.

He was entering the castle.

The soldier who had extracted him from the battlefield had succeeded.

But at what cost?

Questions swirled in his mind like nightmare fragments.

How many would have already fallen holding back Venmont and his Dragon?

How many of his men had died buying the minutes necessary for him to be evacuated?

Victor tried to speak, ask the soldier carrying him about casualties, about the state of defenses, but his voice emerged as an unintelligible moan.

The soldier ran faster. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

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In the castle’s depths, Arturo prepared the last resistance.

He had gathered all soldiers who had retreated in time. Barricades were built in every critical hallway, all entrances were reinforced.

But it was useless, and he knew it.

The messages about Victor’s battle against the new "Dragon" were clear.

Crushing defeat.

If the complete army with Victor’s maximum effort hadn’t been able to stop Venmont and his false corrupt dragon, what hope did tired defenders have inside stone walls?

Their most powerful assets had been neutralized, leaving only conventional defenses against the most powerful new threats.

Once Yino forces reached the castle, stone would fall sooner or later, despite being reinforced with decades of magical work.

Numbers wouldn’t serve to block entrances without a superior quality force either.

Arturo allowed himself a moment of bitter reflection.

Victor had believed they had more Gold ranks available than Yino, more power in reserve. They had operated under the assumption that their kingdom had better quality resources.

In the end, they had been false and empty hopes.

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Victor was carefully deposited on his bed.

His mind cleared enough to completely process where he was and what it meant.

The castle. The last bastion. The place where they would make their final resistance before everything ended.

He hadn’t dominated the skies for a month, not even a week... empty promises

He had believed his aerial superiority would be sufficient to keep any threat at bay. He had trusted tactics in the bridge that had worked against lesser enemies, had depended on his skills that had always been sufficient.

But Venmont had transcended normal combat rules.

His proud power didn’t matter anymore.

Their new enhancement had created something that operated beyond conventional understanding... not just stronger, but fundamentally different in ways that made previous experience irrelevant.

Everything was lost.

The kingdom he had sworn to protect, the people he had promised to keep safe, the royal family he was supposed to inherit... everything would crumble because he hadn’t been strong at all when it mattered most.

Victor closed his eyes, feeling defeat’s weight settling over him for the first time. The brave warrior he thought he was, seemed so small... He had been so delusional, so immature.

But it was too late to change.

Somewhere around, he could hear distant sounds of defensive preparations: soldiers running, orders being shouted.

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