Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 990

Chapter 990: Chapter 990 - Taming Value

Ren’s fingers didn’t buckle when hitting the barrier...

He had them locked the way Lin had taught him, maximum structure through the impact, no wasted flex.

And the barrier, to its credit, didn’t feel like a conventional impact. The energy of his punch simply ceased at the point of contact. Absorbed, with the same indifference with which the ocean absorbs a stone dropped from the shore, not even registering it as a disturbance worth acknowledging.

Orion smiled.

Two crystals rose from his hand, one deep black, one a dark corrosive purple, spinning in separate orbits before synchronizing into a single rotation. The beam that emerged from that combination was the darkest possible color of corruption. Not the purple of a standard corrupted technique. Something below purple, something that absorbed the light around it as it moved.

It hit Ren directly in the chest.

The hall held its breath...

But Ren didn’t move back.

He extended his arms toward the incoming beam and let it in, the most counterintuitive thing he could have done and exactly what the interior of his nucleus had learned to do over the last several fights in a way he still didn’t fully understand but that worked.

The corrupted energy he had been carrying near his core since he woke recognized the new arrival and incorporated it with the fluency of something finding its natural channel. The beam didn’t disappear inside him. It circulated... Distributed through the same routes the corruption had already carved through his system and Ren felt it fill him in a way that was simultaneously horrible and functional, a sensation with no clean name because there was nothing clean about it.

Then he sent it back.

Not with elegance... With both hands driving outward from his chest, the blunt motion of someone who has no technique for what they’re doing with pure rage and is compensating with raw will, every ounce of anger still burning behind it because the anger was the only fuel he had left and it was doing the job.

The beam hit Orion’s barrier.

The crystalline surface deformed. Only for a moment, barely perceptible, less than a second, but enough. Enough for Orion to see it and enough for his expression to shift from the smile he had been wearing into something more serious.

The hall made no sound.

So many could hear Ren was breathing hard.

The body had paid the price of receiving that volume of corrupted energy without proper preparation. The black veins along his neck and jaw had spread to his temples now, visible from any point in the hall without needing to look carefully.

The energy around him kept growing, dense, unshaped, without the clean edges of a technique because it wasn’t one.

Orion observed him with the attention of someone filing data.

A rightward spiral to distribute the load. That was what Ren had done...

Visible in the way his body had absorbed the impact and redirected the energy outward, readable to anyone who had spent enough time learning to see how these systems moved.

Years of working with the crystals and paying attention had not been wasted.

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