Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 861

Chapter 861: Chapter 861 - Taming the Fifth Year - The Board - 3

And while Seiya processed the implications of this revelation, finally understanding why his father and Orion operated with confidence that had seemed unjustified from his external perspective after seeing Ren’s power, Orion allowed another small smile to touch his lips.

Everything was proceeding exactly according to the plan that had taken years to construct.

Years of careful positioning, intelligence gathering, sacrifice, patience.

And soon, very soon, he’d have access to the second part of the Brain that would complete his understanding of the Crystal and unlock capabilities that would change the fundamental power balance in the kingdom.

Not military advantage.

Understanding. True understanding of how reality itself operated at the most fundamental level.

Everything else, the soldiers, the territory, Victor as hostage, the mutant control, was simply buying time. Creating conditions where the final pieces could be obtained without interference.

He only needed to control that territory and the last keys.

The board was set,the pieces were moving and his opponent still didn’t know the game had changed.

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Julius and Zhao stood in a chamber that had taken years of dangerous exploration to reach, moving through tunnels that penetrated deeply into Yino’s depths that few dared explore even with a complete team of experienced earth-element tamers.

The air down here was different from the tunnels they’d traversed earlier. Older somehow. Stiller. Like breathing into a room that hadn’t been opened in decades, not stale exactly but carrying some flavor of accumulated time that pressed against consciousness in subtle ways.

The ruin they’d discovered was completed...

That was their feeling from the moment they entered the first chamber where a guardian should have been stationed and found it empty of any recent signs of activity.

Someone had already cleared the path. Had already dealt with whatever protections existed. Had walked these same corridors before them.

It was unsettling.

These ruins housed rewards and power they didn’t fully know. The fact that they were walking through unmolested suggested someone had them now.

And this was "The" main ruin... It was eerily similar to the descriptions Selphira had provided to Julius during her investigation about what had happened to Sirius’ wife.

Same general architecture. Same pattern of 10 chambers connected by passages requiring to fill holes with sacrifices and fighting to permit progression. Same symbols carved into the walls.

The symbols weren’t decorative... Weren’t religious iconography or territorial markings.

They were instructions.

Written in a language that current scholars had spent decades partially deciphering for meager results. Written by people who understood the system intimately.

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They had descended through the first 10 chambers...

Each one larger than the last.

But all defenses were already spent by whoever had come before. The chambers were empty rooms now, their purposes fulfilled, their demands already paid.

By other people’s blood.

Julius tried not to think about how many Gold rank tamers had died here during the original completion. The math suggested at least 2-3 based on the sacrifice requirements carved into the walls.

Maybe more if some chambers had required repeated attempts before successful passage.

They found an enormous door at the end.

It was open.

Not broken open, not forced... Simply open, as though someone had offered the 3 big cores, entered, passed through, and left it that way behind them. Casual.

The door was maybe 5 meters tall and 4 meters wide, carved from stone that was darker and denser than anything in the previous walls. Symbols covered every surface, packed so densely they seemed overlapped in places, like it had layer upon layer of instructions or warnings that Julius couldn’t read or process.

Beyond it, the 11th and final chamber opened into a space that was somewhat large. Maybe 50 meters across. Hard to judge precisely in the dim lighting that filtered through crystal formations in the ceiling.

And in the center of that chamber, elevated on a platform that seemed designed specifically for exhibition rather than practical storage, was what Orion had called "The Brain", or at least its purple half.

Julius stopped walking.

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