Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 531

Chapter 531: Chapter 531 - Taming the Fourth Year: Isolation - 3

Ren sensed the mana signatures long before reaching the ambush zone. Five Gold 1 and 2 signatures, each trying to hide with expensive artifacts.

For Ren, who had been using one too... and one of the best at that (artifacts from the newly discovered chamber), it was no longer difficult for him to detect them.

They were using good ones, but to the senses of his Superior World Mushroom’s root network and his jade seed, they were radiating power like bonfires in the night.

And his enhanced perception wasn’t just about raw detection.

Each signature carried information about the wielder’s specific types of beasts they had bonded with. Leopold’s team might as well have been announcing their presence with trumpets.

Subtle vibrations in the ground confirmed the presence of his two Gold 1 rank guards that Julius had assigned for his protection.

A firm tap of his foot against the ground sent response vibrations: Stay quiet. Hold position.

He had made a decision that even he didn’t fully understand. He could have called for his guards’ help, could have changed routes, could have avoided this confrontation entirely. But a part of him that had been growing for months, fed by accumulated frustrations, wanted this.

Finally, he thought with satisfaction that slightly disturbed him, something that might require a little effort.

The emotional honesty of that admission was worrying. When had he become someone who looked forward to violence?

The attackers moved with professionality. All had darkness, wind, or neutral beasts suited for silent attacks.

A Darkness Spirit materialized directly in front of him... an undulating mass of shadows that pulsed with malevolence, shifting between solid and ethereal states.

Simultaneously, a Darkness Serpent slithered from his shadow while seeking an optimal attack position.

A Minor Royal Wind Eagle dove from the heights, its talons wrapped in air currents that could cut like blades. The raptor’s approach was nearly silent, enhanced by wind magic that eliminated air resistance and sound.

A Royal Wind Hawk attacked from a different angle, creating an aerial pincer that left no space for vertical escape.

And a Royal Elephant Bull charged from behind, each step making the ground tremble with force that could have cracked stone.

Everything happened in the space of less than a second.

For normal observers, it would have been an impossible-to-follow coordinated attack. For Ren, time slowed until it became individual frames of movement, each attacker moving with the sluggishness of a swimmer in a honey pool.

His mind instantly processed trajectories, elemental weaknesses, counterattack opportunities.

He pivoted on his left foot, dodging the eagle’s talons by millimeters while his left hand created an ice wall to stop the hawk and his right hand extended toward the darkness serpent attempting to bite his right side. His fingers found the creature’s semi-solid form just as it solidified to attack, and he used it as a projectile, hurling it directly toward the darkness spirit.

The collision between the two creatures of the same element prevented them from avoiding impact by becoming shadows. Darkness beasts could phase through most attacks, but they couldn’t phase through each other, a vulnerability that few combatants could exploit.

Ren used the confusion as cover, jumping high just as the elephant bull’s massive horns crushed the spot where he had been standing.

Now it was his turn.

While airborne, Ren extended both hands toward the aerial attackers. Pure mineral shots erupted from his palms, finding the giant wind eagle with precision. Rock as an elemental advantage cut through the hawk’s wind defenses like paper, the elemental weakness turning what should have been a minor attack for a Gold Rank creature into something devastating.

The interaction was beautiful in its simplicity. Wind creatures, for all their speed and agility, were fundamentally vulnerable to earth-based attacks. Their lightweight nature became a liability when faced with solid, ’grounded’ force.

The hawk tried to change direction, but Ren had anticipated the movement through his knowledge of their flight patterns. His left hand launched another projectile that cut through the air to where he knew it would be.

Predicting beast behavior was one of his earliest abilities, refined over years of practice with his fungus’s analytical capabilities. Every species had instinctive response patterns that became predictable once you understood their underlying logic.

His shots found flesh and feathers, and the hawk fell in a dive with a cry that resonated throughout the forest.

Ren landed in a position that would have made Lin smile proudly: perfect balance, weight distributed for immediate mobility, arms positioned for defense or attack as needed.

The training sessions with Lin had become muscle memory.

The darkness creatures had recovered from their collision, but both showed considerable confusion. The spirit pulsed erratically, its form less defined than before. The serpent had become clumsier, clearly struggling to navigate the complex shadows of the forest.

This is still too easy, Ren thought, and the naturalness with which that thought came troubled his fungus.

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