Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 525

Chapter 525: Chapter 525 - Taming Post-war

The energy wave expelled with the "encystment" had transformed the tamer world at a level and with a scope the people in the chamber had not yet perceived.

In the central chamber, where moments before the most intense internal battle any of them had witnessed had roared, now reigned a silence that was both peaceful and deeply disturbing.

All the creatures that had been in the chamber during the final explosion had been transformed into dark purple crystal statues.

The transformation was weirdly beautiful. Each beast was frozen in perfect detail, their final expressions preserved forever in crystalline form.

Bloodwyn and Ravenspire too were now enormous statues of their last moments as giant beasts.

Their forms were magnificent and terrible, hanging on the walls, supported by the crystallized veins as monuments to the power they had wielded and the corruption they had embraced.

Selphira quickly left the chamber, moving with the urgency of someone who had felt something terrible happen but still hoped to be wrong.

She was tired, exhausted by the effort of maintaining defenses during the final battle, but concern for Leonel drove her beyond her limits.

She found him higher up in the outer corridors, where he had been resting with others after advancing a good part of the stairway.

Leonel had also been transformed into purple crystal.

Wei and the others who had been with him, also resting after being unable to arrive in time to help (having been the first carriers of draconic power fragments), didn’t understand what had happened.

They could only surround Selphira when she fell to her knees, covering her face with both hands while processing the reality of what had happened... what she had lost.

Wei approached along with the other soldiers, not knowing what to say or do.

Some had seen Selphira face armies without blinking, had seen her unbreakable determination. Seeing her broken this way was more disturbing than seeing her defeated by any enemy.

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Back in the central chamber, Julius slowly entered the space that had been the epicenter of the true final battle.

He looked at his father, now a statue of pure white crystal that remained upright, one hand still touching the corrupted window of the enemy crystal.

The expression on Dragarion’s face was peaceful, as if he had found exactly what he had been searching for his entire life.

Yet the serenity was both comforting and heartbreaking.

Julius sighed heavily, a sound that carried the weight of everything he had lost and everything he now had to bear.

He straightened consciously, forcing his posture to reflect the responsibility that now fell upon him.

He placed both hands on his own heart and invoked his Qilin horns despite being almost completely exhausted.

It was a signal of respect and honor that required energy he barely had, but some things were more important than personal comfort.

Despite looking up to ’maintain composure’, he couldn’t contain some tears that silently ran down his cheeks.

Sirius appeared beside him, having finished dealing with problems outside.

He entered the tunnel to try to understand what had happened, and his gaze immediately fixed on "Dragarion’s statue."

He looked at Julius and said nothing for a moment. Words would have been inadequate for the magnitude of what he was witnessing.

Instead, he manifested what remained of his Celestial Tiger and made the same signal of respect.

Zhao joined them silently, completing a triangle of respect around the King who had given everything to save his kingdom and family.

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Outside the ice tunnel, all the warriors were exhausted but alive.

Most simply rested, some leaning against others, sharing the type of camaraderie that only comes after surviving something impossible together.

A celebratory mood tried to begin when they started realizing that enemies could no longer move, that they had won, that the abyssal threat had been neutralized.

But one of the soldiers with a beast that gave him a clear view of what had happened inside the tunnel asked for silence with a sad expression that made everyone else understand immediately.

They had won, yes. But they had perhaps lost more than they had gained.

The cost of victory hung heavy in the air, making any celebration feel inappropriate and hollow.

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A few moments later, Julius managed to recover some composure.

He stepped forward silently, carefully picking up Larissa, who had remained unconscious after her power fragment was transferred and she saw her father completely turn to crystal.

Then he looked at Zhao and nodded toward where Ren lay equally unconscious, exhausted by the massive expenditure of energy he had channeled.

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