Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons

Chapter 1105 - Taming the Wall - Rescue

The scream tore from Lunaʼs throat before she could even consciously decide if shouting was appropriate. It was the raw, furious cry of an elite tamer who had just watched a perfectly calculated, lifesaving strategy shatter into pieces.

They couldnʼt abort the spell on time. The synchronized, high-cost dual-element ray was already at critical mass; breaking the stabilization too fast would cause it to detonate in their hands.

They also couldnʼt dive fast enough to physically pull him out of the way, either. The discharge sequence of the massive spell was making an spatial jump impossible and falling there was agonizingly, fundamentally slower than the jaws snapping shut around him.

They were going to watch him die.

But then, saving the entire strategy by a fraction of a millisecond, Renʼs wind exploded upward.

It was absolutely, undeniably clutch.

The colossal jaws stalled, violently knocked off-balance by the sudden, upward kinetic burst from below.

Larissa and Luna had a free target now…

The powerful rays carried energy over the 20% maximum mana that a common tamer could draw as instant mana, since a fused double could draw 40% thanks to having two beasts as a support medium.

By perfectly combining their efforts with the two beast copies, they had used 30% each.

But Lunaʼs blinding spike of raw panic and frustration at the attempted sacrifice found the exact conduit it needed in the charging spell. Larissaʼs profound, mirroring worry fed into the exact same channel at the exact same moment.

They were holding hands, their souls completely synchronized by the network being inside Renʼs mind had taught them to navigate. It was almost biologically impossible not to channel that explosive, adrenaline-fueled emotional spike directly into the magic.

The thirty percent output they had originally calculated spiked violently. It slammed into the absolute maximum of forty percent, every single drop of quick-action mana the two girls had available.

The black and white spiraling ray descended from the heavens.

It completely erased the first beast.

It didnʼt even shatter the exoskeleton. It simply deleted the colossal monster from reality. The sheer, overwhelming density of the dual-energy left absolutely no room for anything other than a smoking, empty absence.

The beasts swarming directly behind the vanguard mutant caught the brutal, almost unmitigated excess of the impact. The shockwave was apocalyptic. It instantly destroyed the front rows of the Gold-tier mutants and violently blasted the remaining horde backward in a deafening, concussive explosion.

Hovering in the sky above the crater, the residual aura clinging to the two girls was blinding. Their hands were still locked together.

To Sirius, who was staring up from below, entirely stripped of his mana, his fusion broken, and hovering on the very edge of unconsciousness, there was only one way his failing brain could process the sight.

It looked exactly as if the heavens had forcefully dispatched two otherworldly demigoddesses to solve a nightmare the mortal world simply could not survive on its own.

Miles beneath the surface, deep within the fractured fake chambers, Selthia had been furiously rallying her eight massive artifacts. She had been crawling relentlessly toward the surface with the manic persistence of a creature that refused to accept defeat. But the colossal shockwave from the girlsʼ blast violently tore through the bedrock, slamming into her vanguard and brutally crushing her back down into the abyss once more.

High in the air, the girlsʼ mana pools was at roughly sixty percent. It was still a massive reservoir, vastly more than the two battered, bleeding men on the ground possessed, but the volatile, quick-action mana required to sustain their maximum-output double-fusion was completely burned out right now. They couldnʼt hold the form anymore.

They canceled the fusion.

The air warped as they summoned their physical mounts. The massive Celestial Tiger materialized first, its paws finding purchase on the howling wind. The Blizzard Lynx coalesced a split second later, sleek and surrounded by snow. The two giant felines positioned themselves seamlessly beneath their falling Tamers.

From their elevated vantage point, possessing the cold, absolute clarity of predators surveying the field, Luna and Larissa rapidly evaluated the wreckage below.

Ren was falling, still carrying the residual, horizontal momentum from Siriusʼs desperate throw.

Sirius had been violently launched upward by the sheer force of Renʼs wind blast, but gravity was already reclaiming him; he was about to plummet right back down toward the jagged lip of the sinkhole.

Both girls immediately spurred their beasts into a dive, instinctively rushing to catch Ren before he hit the ground. But halfway through the descent, they realized they didnʼt both need to intercept the same target.

Lunaʼs cheeks flushed with a sudden, sharp embarrassment. She caught Larissaʼs eye, offered a tight, acknowledging nod, and immediately ceded the rescue of Ren to her. She violently banked her Celestial Tiger, diving fast and hard toward the crater to snatch her rescued father out of the air before Renʼs fading wind updraft gave out completely and dropped him into the abyss.

Lunaʼs Tiger seamlessly caught Sirius on its broad back.

Larissaʼs Lynx melted through the air, perfectly catching Renʼs limp body before he could strike the earth.

They hovered above the battlefield, the dust settling around them. Deep beneath the shattered earth, they could still feel the eight colossal artifacts. The oppressive, corrupted aura bleeding out of the sinkhole was undeniable. Their senses picked up the terrifying, churning mass of corruption waiting in the dark.

The rapid action mana was fast to accumulate, they were close to 20% again, they could stay. They could probably fight and slaughter the remaining Gold-tier beasts that had survived the blast.

Perhaps.

But the artifacts were not something they could simply destroy with brute force. And facing them wasnʼt the objective today.

Todayʼs mission was extraction.

It was about pulling these two impossibly stubborn men out of hell after they had burned their absolute souls to secure the right outcome. And that outcome remained agonizingly fragile as long as they lingered on this cursed battlefield.

There was no deliberation, no vote... Neither of them even had to voice the retreat as an option.

In perfect synchronization, the two massive felines banked hard toward the distant walls of the city. Each beast carried a battered, unconscious passenger who was in absolutely no condition to protest.

They left the scarred clearing behind. The oppressive, purple aura continued to bleed out of the earth, settling into the heavy, profound silence that always follows another skirmish of a war that ends without a ceremony.