Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 849

Chapter 849: Chapter 849 - Taming the Fifth Year - Ashenway

It was 8 out of 10 in the end. Not the perfect execution Ren had calculated, but still more than enough.

The 3 new stakes that did connect revitalized the 5 already embedded deeply.

The roots from 8 contact points interwove into a network expanding exponentially, accelerated growth feeding on shared energy from multiple sources. And that network coiled around the Bashe almost completely, constriction as effective as any constrictor serpent but manifested as living wood instead of muscle.

The math had changed from 10-point perfection to 8-point adequacy, but adequacy was still sufficient for victory.

The root network didn’t need to be perfect. Just good enough to bring the Bashe to the ground.

The Bashe tried fighting the restriction, body convulsing in an effort to break the roots or at least create space to breathe appropriately.

But each movement only caused roots to tighten more, automatic response from the parasitic structure interpreting resistance as a signal to increase pressure.

The more she struggled, the worse it got. Classic trap design where effort becomes disadvantageous.

The serpent’s breathing became labored. Purple scales that had been glossy now appeared dull. The spiritual glow in its eyes dimmed noticeably.

Dying. Slowly but surely dying.

The wolverine jumped from the shadows of one of the 4 still-standing pillars, emerging in an elevated position above the coiled serpent.

And without ceremony or pause for dramatic effect, it fired a blessed water sphere directly toward the Bashe’s center of mass where roots were densest.

This was it... The finishing blow.

It didn’t matter that all 10 shots hadn’t hit the exact target Ren had originally calculated. They were overkill anyway considering the serpent’s current state.

Because just a bit of blessed water wouldn’t only finish the miasma providing the Bashe’s last active defense, it would also dramatically increase the power of the roots holding it trapped.

Water combined with purifying light would feed wood growth while simultaneously eroding corrupt spiritual energy the Bashe used to resist.

It was the final blow converting serious restriction into completely inescapable sealing that wouldn’t permit release without external intervention.

The blessed water sphere flew toward the Bashe.

Everyone watched to see if it would connect and end the battle definitively, or if Liora would find a way to avoid or neutralize the attack despite circumstances that seemed to allow no realistic hope of success.

"It’s over," someone whispered in the stands.

"She fought well, but..."

It seemed everything had ended as the tower crumbled beside the enormous serpent, debris falling around both combatants in rain of fragmented earth and wood. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

But Liora didn’t surrender.

Not now when she’d come so far, not after training herself and her beast beyond limits that would have stopped less determined tamers, not after Selphira had invested everything to make this possible and not after Ren had trusted her with this rare beast.

She owed them more than surrender... She owed them her absolute best.

The Bashe responded to the desperate command by firing the other half of the wind mana it had been saving since absorbing Ren’s initial attack, energy carefully conserved through the entire battle waiting for the moment it would be most critical.

This was that moment.

The wind exploded upward in a gust intercepting the blessed water sphere.

BOOM

It was a final cancellation, costing the last stored wind elemental resource the Bashe had available.

Defense successful. Resources exhausted.

CRUNCH

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