Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 844

Chapter 844: Chapter 844 - Taming the Fifth Year - Now or Never

Liora realized the wolverine was currently regenerating.

She saw the impressive construction continuing and assumed the beast had mana to spare.

He only needed to make 5 more stakes to complete the arsenal of 10 projectiles.

And then he could use his increasingly tall towers to trap the serpent in the sky, a three-dimensional launch structure that would convert the open space the Bashe had been using as advantage into a cage where escape would be nearly impossible.

The geometry was already established. 4 corners plus 1 center gave 5 firing positions. 10 stakes meant 2 volleys, first volley to establish the network and force the Bashe into defensive posture, second volley to overwhelm it while it was dealing with the first.

Or maybe he’d fire all 10 simultaneously. Liora couldn’t be sure. That uncertainty was an advantage for Ren in itself, she had to prepare for multiple scenarios, couldn’t commit fully to any single defensive strategy.

The towers continued growing.

175 meters. 180 meters. 185 meters.

The Bashe continued ascending, purple coils spiraling upward as it maintained distance from the structures below.

And everyone watched with mounting anticipation to see exactly how the confrontation between massive construction and spiritual flotation would culminate.

"They’re going to hit the limit," someone observed in the stands.

"What’s the aerial battle height restriction again?"

"200 meters, I think. Maybe 205."

"They’re almost there already... And still climbing."

The question hung in the air, unspoken but present in everyone’s mind:

Would they reach the height limit established for the arena’s aerial battles?

And if they did, what would happen when there was nowhere left to climb?

From the city streets, citizens were stopping to stare at the structures rising impossibly high above the arena walls. Conversations paused mid-sentence, work halted and children pointed upward with wide eyes.

"Are those... in the exam arena?"

"How is that even structurally possible?"

"That Patinder boy... Has to be."

The towers had become landmarks, temporary monuments to a level of elemental control most would never witness in person.

And Ren was about to finish the second half of the launch stakes.

Liora could sense through her honed perception that the wolverine’s mana fluctuated in patterns suggesting elemental constructions reaching completion. In moments he’d have all 10 stakes ready and then would execute a coordinated attack that would be nearly impossible to avoid from the Bashe’s position, especially since she couldn’t climb higher anymore.

The ceiling had been reached. Literally and metaphorically.

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