Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons

Chapter 507: Chapter 507 – Taming Diamond Rank – 3

The shine that emanated from Dragarion was rainbow-like, like that of a perfect diamond exposed to brilliant light.

It wasn’t just light; it was power made visible, the essence of seven ancient dragons condensed into the body of a single man. The patterns on his skin, normally platinum and blue-green, now danced with all the colors of the spectrum, creating a living kaleidoscope of primordial power.

Each hue represented a different aspect of dragon essence.

There was an enormous number of spectators, almost 50,000.

The response to the call after the announcement of rewards from the new wealth had been surprisingly effective.

There was a large number of unexpected attackers: the Night Faction of the Starweavers had emerged from their traditional ’neutrality’, the elder Ashenway factions had joined en masse as well, even adding their doubles and also abandoning neutrality, and even dozens of small factions with minor names who hadn’t participated before had answered the call.

“You were right, daughter,” Dragarion told Larissa symbolically with a murmur while observing the formations. “Even though it was something relatively simple, it has been very effective.”

The trap had worked perfectly. By making the rewards public and tying them to participation, Larissa had forced every fence-sitter to choose sides. Neutrality was no longer an option.

He’d love to kick their asses on the spot, but they could help the attack and Ren wasn’t joking, this was really heavy…

Now, with the power of the dragons flowing through his veins, Dragarion didn’t waste time, remembering the warnings.

“We move now!” his voice resonated with authority that made even the most veteran soldiers straighten immediately.

The command wasn’t just heard… it was felt.

He rose from the ground as if gravity were an optional suggestion, heading directly toward where the broken bridge had been.

The enormous new wall that now separated both territories rose before him.

But it was empty of defenders. Dragarion had already decreed it so, evacuating the zone for what he was about to do.

The foresight was necessary. What was coming would reshape the landscape itself.

When he reached the wall, he extended his hands and the power of the dragons responded instantly.

The control he exercised over the massive structure was absolute. Stone, mineral, and mana bent to his will like clay in the hands of a master artist.

The wall didn’t destroy itself; it transformed.

Matter obeyed his intent rearranging itself according to new designs that existed in his enhanced consciousness.

It tilted, expanded, reinforced itself. The materials that had formed the barrier reconfigured into a bridge wider and more resistant than the previous one.

The new bridge was larger and more resistant than the previous one, so Yano could quickly launch all its high-quality power to punish Yino in a kind of vendetta for the previous attack, and the king could remove it upon return if necessary.

“Incredible!” Victor shouted from his flying position, his aerial beast keeping him aloft while observing the transformation.

“We’re just getting started,” Dragarion roared, his voice charged with the urgency of someone who felt the weight of time pressing upon him.

Every second he delayed was another second closer to the point where his body would simply cease to function under the strain.

Without waiting for confirmation, he shot forward like a shooting star, crossing his new bridge at high speed.

The flyers followed him immediately. Victor and Zhao took the lead, their flying beasts carrying other of the most powerful double fighters who had been specifically selected for this phase of the assault.

All of them had the fusion capability activated by Ren. Yino wouldn’t have a chance.

The selection process had been ruthless but necessary. Only those with the greatest power and the most reliable loyalty had been chosen for this crucial mission. Every member of the aerial strike force represented the kingdom’s absolute elite.

The objective was simple in concept but complex in execution: prevent the King from taking too much time, distracting any possible obstacles until reaching the crystal in Yino’s bronze ring.

“Spear formation!” Zhao shouted, his voice carrying over the wind while his beast positioned itself slightly to Dragarion’s left.

Victor moved to the right, creating a triangular formation with the King at the far front.

The other flyers distributed themselves behind them, each carrying doubles ready to distract any threats. The formation was both aggressive and protective, designed to punch through enemy lines while shielding their king’s time.

Yino’s castle rose in the distance, but something was wrong.

There were no visible defenders on the walls, no activity in the courtyards. It was as if the place had been completely abandoned.

The absence was more unsettling than any show of force would have been. Empty fortifications suggested either complete evacuation or a trap of unprecedented sophistication.

But it didn’t matter…

Dragarion accelerated even more, becoming little more than a streak of light cutting through the air toward his true destination.

His enhanced vision could see far beyond normal human capability, reading energy signatures and positions with crystalline clarity.

Behind them, on the new bridge, the ground forces began their advance.

Selphira led the charge, Leonel at her side despite her own internal objections.

“For Yano!” someone shouted in the ranks, and the cry was taken up by thousands of voices.

“For our children!”

“For the future!”

The battle cries echoed across the landscape like thunder, carrying the collective will of a people who had decided their future was worth any sacrifice.

The absence of resistance outside the castle was strange indeed.

But Dragarion had sensed they had good quality defenders inside…

“I guess the ground troops can investigate that and keep them busy so they don’t hit our rear guard,” he murmured to himself, maintaining his speed toward the primary objective. “My priority is to destroy the largest, most distant crystal before returning for the small one.”

The assessment was cold and practical.

As he gained altitude, the panoramic view revealed the truth behind the apparent desertion.

The bulk of Yino’s forces were positioned in the outskirts, right in the direction of the crystal, forming what appeared to be a massive barricade between him and his objective.

They were betting everything on stopping him at the crystal.