Genetic Engineer in a Tamer's World

The morning sun rose over Emberheart in a blaze of crimson and gold, illuminating the sixty heavy paladins marching toward the Association gates. High Inquisitor Luke led the armoured contingent, his blood-red robes sweeping across the cobblestones while his pale face remained rigid. The sunburst medallions on the paladins’ breastplates hummed with a harsh, searching holy resonance that chilled the surrounding air.

Prince Renard had deployed twenty gold-armoured imperial guards along the perimeter, their heavy shields interlocking to block the Church’s path. Grandmaster Kraul stood at the main gates with his broad arms crossed, his boisterous voice echoing across the courtyard as he confronted the Inquisitor. The muscular judge stared down the paladins with cold, unyielding authority.

’You bring sixty paladins to our threshold, Inquisitor. The papal decree grants you access to inspect Sector 9, but it does not grant you free rein over our master laboratories.’

’The Church requires no permission to investigate heretical breaches, Kraul. Stand aside so holy law may be satisfied without unnecessary bloodshed.’

Luke held up the sealed crimson scroll bearing the High Cathedral’s crest. Its golden wax seal hummed with a cold, searching energy that made the surrounding air vibrate. The Inquisitor’s colourless eyes locked onto the gates with predatory determination.

Kraul offered a booming laugh that shook the iron gates. ’You may inspect the ruined vaults in Sector 9 under our escort, Luke. But step one inch toward the research sector, and my enforcers will cut down your paladins where they stand.’

The Inquisitor gave a stiff, insincere bow, then gestured for his men to fall in line behind the Association escort. They began their slow descent into the subterranean levels toward Sector 9.

Inside the fourth-floor private laboratory, the soft orange glow of the Ignis Core pulsed steadily near the stone workbench. Kale Ardentis sat at his desk, his green eyes locked onto the blueprint for his second beast creation. His auxiliary slime catalyst kept the quiet atmosphere steady, keeping the room’s temperature comfortable and stable.

Lazek Oberon entered through the heavy steel door, carrying a sealed brass container. He unbolted the iron locks with a swift turn of his wrist and set the heavy box on the wooden table beside Kale’s surgical tools. The Fleshcraft Grandmaster took a slow puff from his curved smoking pipe, blowing a thin ring of grey smoke toward the ceiling.

’The dormant salamander cores have been retrieved from the high vaults, disciple. Luke and his paladins are currently being escorted into Sector 9 by Kraul and Renard’s guards.’

’Their inspection will find nothing in Sector 9, Master. The corrosion paste was recorded, and the breach points are locked.’

Kale unsealed the brass container, revealing three pristine salamander cores resting on dark velvet. Each orb radiated concentrated fire, its crystalline surface thrumming with intense heat that warmed the laboratory air. The raw elemental density within the cores was immaculate, holding zero impurities.

Beside the salamander cores sat a glass vat containing a dormant Crystal Slime base. The neutral organism vibrated softly in its liquid, with high mana permeability and no defensive instinct. It was the perfect canvas for constructing an artificial fire catalyst.

’We begin the construction of the Ignis Core Mark II immediately. Neo requires the second beast slot anchored to complete its Ravager rank ascension.’

’Your design relies on a living network of elemental filters, Kale. Ensure the cellular fusion maintains high permeability so the taming bond transfers fire energy without resistance.’

Kale picked up his silver surgical needle, his Hexarion physiology providing absolute physical stability. He channelled a stream of his refined mana into the first salamander core, breaking down its outer shell into a liquid biological catalyst. His hands moved with flawless precision, guided by his unified Trinity Crafting skill.

He guided the glowing crimson fluid into the Crystal Slime base using Lesser Mana Manipulation. The neutral slime absorbed the salamander essence instantly, its translucent body turning a brilliant, incandescent orange that illuminated every corner of the research room. The thermal radiation was smoothly contained within the slime’s neutral membrane.

Kale worked with surgical speed, mapping the new chimaera’s cellular structure. He spliced the salamander’s thermal nodes directly into the slime’s nucleus, creating an organic filter with zero internal friction. His Hexarion physiology acted as an energetic bridge, preventing any genetic rejection cascade during the fusion.

The Ignis Core Mark II began to pulse with a steady, rhythmic cadence on the workbench. The organism possessed zero offensive capability, serving strictly as a living, fire-filtering catalyst for the taming bond. Its liquid body glowed with a warm, steady hearthlight that filled the quiet laboratory.

Blue text windows flickered across Kale’s retina, logging the successful gene-splicing procedure. The dark runes in his vision hummed with a quiet radiance as the creation metrics updated.

[Synthesis successful! The artificial chimaera Ignis Core Mark II has been created.]

[Species: Fire Catalyst Slime. Mana Permeability: 99%.]

[The creature is ready for the second beast slot bonding ritual.]

Kale extended his right hand toward the glowing orange organism resting on the table. He activated his Tamer pathway, opening his second beast slot to initiate the bonding link. His green eyes shimmered with quiet focus as the soul connection opened.

A warm, aquatic stream of taming energy flowed from his palm into the catalyst chimaera. The Ignis Core Mark II absorbed the energy instantly, its liquid body glowing with a peaceful, golden light as the bond solidified. The shared soul link hummed with unprecedented clarity.

The shared link established a permanent energetic bridge between Kale and his second beast. Through his Hexarion physiology, the fire catalyst began filtering the ambient thermal energy, stripping away every trace of chaotic friction. The dual beast network was officially anchored within his pathways.

[Second beast slot successfully filled!]

[You have bonded with the Ignis Core Mark II!]

[Living elemental filter link active. Fire energy transfer efficiency increased to 100%.]

Deep within Kale’s shadow, Neo felt the living filter take hold. The three-headed hydra emerged with a sharp growl, its six golden eyes shimmering with an intense, predatory hunger as it leapt onto the stone table. The hydra’s dark scales vibrated in resonance with the new bond.

Kale routed the refined fire stream from the Ignis Core Mark II directly into Neo’s internal pathways—the purified energy washed over the hydra’s five-element foundation, anchoring the Flame Core with unshakeable stability. The five elemental streams of earth, fire, water, wind, and light began to circulate in a violent, accelerating loop within Neo’s marrow.

The three-headed hydra let out a deafening, draconic roar that echoed through the private research room. The internal pressure of the five element loop reached its absolute peak, shattering the final metabolic threshold. The hydra’s scales shifted from matte black to a radiant, multicoloured sheen before settling into deep, polished obsidian.

Neo’s physical frame expanded significantly, its three necks growing thicker and more muscular as its four hearts beat in a thunderous rhythm. Its wings unfolded with a powerful sweep, generating a soft draft of compressed mana. The draconic authority emanating from the hydra reached a new, terrifying threshold.

Blue notifications exploded across Kale’s vision, logging the long-awaited breakthrough data. The system recorded the evolution of his primary beast with rapid speed.

[The Nemesis Hydra has absorbed pure fire essence through the Ignis Core Mark II filter!]

[All five elemental streams have achieved complete Ravager rank resonance!]

[The Nemesis Hydra has evolved from Peak Alpha Rank to Lesser Ravager Rank!]

[The Nemesis Hydra has unlocked the skill: Elemental Domain!]

Kale read the status notifications with a sharp, satisfied smile. The living network of elemental filters had functioned flawlessly, allowing Neo to break through to Ravager rank without a single genetic rejection cascade. The hydra rested on his shoulder, its dark scales thrumming with pure Ravager rank power.

Lazek Oberon stood nearby, taking a slow puff from his curved smoking pipe. The Fleshcraft Grandmaster nodded in deep professional approval as he observed the hydra’s ascending energy signature. His dark eyes shone with quiet pride at his disciple’s success.

’An extraordinary achievement, disciple. You have anchored a Ravager-rank beast through an artificial catalyst, proving your living filter theory beyond doubt.’

’The foundation is complete, Master. Neo can now draw pure elemental attributes through the bond during high-intensity combat.’

Down in Sector 9, High Inquisitor Luke stood amidst the ruined stone arches of the subterranean vaults. Fifty paladins surrounded the central chamber, their golden sunburst medallions humming as they searched every corner for heretical resonance. Their holy scrying mirrors reflected nothing but cold stone and dead runic pillars.

Grandmaster Kraul stood near the iron doorway with his arms crossed, his boisterous laughter echoing off the damp stone walls as he watched the Inquisitor’s futile inspection. Renard’s golden guards maintained a tight perimeter around the paladins, preventing them from wandering into secondary corridors.

’Find anything, Inquisitor? Or do you wish to waste more of the Crown’s time searching through empty stone?’

Luke lowered his searching crystal with a slow, stiff gesture, his pale face tight with cold humiliation. The ruined vaults contained only dead runic anchors and ancient stone dust, offering no evidence of heretical manipulation or illegal core harvesting. His audit had yielded zero results.

High Inquisitor Luke turned his red sleeves with a violent flick, leading his paladins out of the subterranean Sector 9 in public defeat once again. Their heavy iron boots clattered loudly against the marble stairs as they departed the Association grounds under the guards’ watchful eyes.

Up in the private laboratory, Kale Ardentis adjusted his grey headband over his hidden gold mesh seal. Neo rested comfortably on his shoulder in a matte black state, its four hearts beating with the quiet, powerful rhythm of a true Ravager-rank predator.