Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons Chapter 168 - Killer Tamer

For several tense monts, it seed Harold would lose control completely. But finally, with a supre effort of will, he managed to dominate the beast.

Almost.

His face still showed marked chitinous patterns, like living scars that refused to disappear. His injured leg and other areas where he'd received damage remained partially transford, flesh and carapace mixing grotesquely.

But at least he had regained control.

He grabbed Luna by the hair and began dragging her toward where they kept Liora wrapped.

"There are many beasts in the school that can create coverings," the spy comnted worriedly as Harold dragged the poor girl and caught his breath. "I can stay at the academy, keep my eyes open and continue reporting..."

Harold looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. "They'll interrogate you after this even if you pretend I kidnapped you..."

"I know, it's a big risk... That's why I need you to rough up a bit," the spy smiled weakly, though his eyes betrayed his nervousness. "Make the situation more believable."

"As you wish," Harold shrugged, but when he raised his fist, the patterns on his face intensified, darkening like spilled ink. The rage he had been containing bubbled back to the surface, a primal fury he couldn't fully suppress.

The blow was brutal, too brutal. The spy collapsed, barely conscious, blood flowing from his shattered nose and split lip. His head bounced off the tal floor with a sickening thud.

"Sorry," Harold muttered, his claws retracting slowly as worry at his own lack of control settled in. "I... I overdid it."

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On the tal bridge where they kept the other hostages, Harold observed the unconscious bodies of Liu and Liora…

His claws grew involuntarily at seeing Liu, the headache from the sonic attack still present and returning with a vengeance, demanding retribution.

For a mont he considered finishing what he'd started, his transford hand flexing with murderous intent, but his damaged antennae captured even more movent now both above and in the tunnel that Ren's group had created.

There was no ti for indulgences.

"The emblem," he ordered his mole.

The beast regurgitated a small crystal carved with the symbol of the Venmonts, one of Yino's most prominent houses. Harold took it carefully, it was more than a simple key, it was evidence of the trust his kingdom placed in him.

When he placed the emblem on the ancient door, it reacted imdiately. chanisms hidden for centuries ca to life, responding to House Venmont's call.

The ancient door opened with a tallic sound that echoed through the spherical structure.

Harold took a step toward the tunnel but stopped when he heard a groan behind him. The other spy was staggering, the blow had done more damage than planned. Blood still flowed freely from his nose, and his eyes couldn't quite focus.

"Stay," Harold ordered, his antennae vibrating while analyzing the path ahead. "There are only 6 students with normal beasts in there... My antennae are injured but I can sense that 2 of them lost their mana signature."

"But... how did they open...? If they got in they could be..." the spy leaned against the wall, still dizzy from the impact.

"I don't know," Harold frowned, the chitinous patterns on his face undulating with his expression.

"But I don't think they're from Yino, nor do I think they're strong from what I saw and felt when they were trying to escape those weak guards. Probably the 2 extinguished presences are 2 of those fools... the princess's guards probably already took care of them and left one alive for questioning..."

A cruel smile ford on his lips while dragging Luna closer. "Just one princess left with two low-level guards and a hostage. If I let myself go a little more..."

He stopped, an idea forming in his mind distorted by the transformation. "You don't need to follow . They probably fought among themselves, wore out the guards and the princess... But if she uses the ring..."

His grip on Luna's hair tightened, causing the unconscious girl to moan softly. "I'll use this bitch to make the princess lose focus, it'll surely be her with her iron rank beast who demands to carry the ring. Maybe she won't give much trouble or be able to escape with her jumps if she's worried about her friend..."

The spy watched with growing concern as Harold's features beca more bestial while imagining the scene, the transformation spreading further across his face.

"The face she'll make when she sees..." Harold laughed, a sound that was more insect than human. The chitinous segnts on his face expanded, his transformation advancing as he entered the tunnel.

"Are you sure that...?" the spy began trying to stand, but Harold was no longer listening.

'Too easy,' he thought while advancing, dragging Luna. 'A frightened iron rank princess, two tired guards...'

His antennae vibrated with anticipation, ignoring the warning signals trying to pierce through his mind intoxicated by power. All he could think about was the reward he would receive for delivering not one, not two, but three prisoners of such value.

The tunnel curved ahead, and Harold could sense presences. A predatory smile ford on his deford face as he prepared for his triumphant entrance.

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Ren couldn't stop thinking about Larissa's words.

Could he really kill soone?

His hand trembled rembering the fury he had felt when the guard threatened Min, how for a mont he had been willing to... The mory of that rage frightened him almost as much as the situation itself.

Larissa interrupted his thoughts with a whimper, holding the two potions her 'traitorous' guards had given her. "It's not fair... Why do I have to be the only one in trouble?" she murmured sadly but with a small air of happiness.

She looked at them with accusing eyes while they avoided her gaze. Min and Taro scratched their heads, pretending sudden interest in the tallic walls that surrounded them.

The mont of levity shattered when they felt it... a wave of power erging from outside the seed.

A door had opened, but the mana emanating from one of the tunnels...

"Abyssal?" Larissa whispered, her mineral fairy detecting the corruption in the energy, its wings trembling at the tainted power.

Everyone tensed. The guards, despite their exhaustion, imdiately positioned themselves in front of Larissa, their beasts barely beginning to regenerate.

"Don't be foolish!" Larissa tried to push them aside. "You barely have mana! Your beasts haven't even fully reford!"

"Our duty is to protect you," they responded firmly, though their stances betrayed their mana fatigue.

Ren stepped forward, his hydra armor manifesting in brilliant crystalline scales with glowing veins now even more imposing due to the ring's addition.

"Stay back. I'll handle this."

"But you..." Larissa began, evident concern in her voice.

Ren hesitated for a mont.

Could he really kill soone even if they were an abyssal? The idea turned his stomach and sent chills down his spine, but... he clenched his teeth and fists.

This wasn't the ti for doubts.

His carapace began to shine with increasing intensity, his mushrooms' light veins feeding the hydra's light power.

The figure that erged from the tunnel was monstrous, a hybrid of human and insect that dragged sothing... no, soone.

Ren's eyes fixed on Luna, unconscious and bleeding, her hair being used cruelly as a leash by that abomination.

Sothing changed inside him.

"LUNA!" Larissa's scream seed distant as fury flooded through Ren. Continue your adventure with My Virtual Library Empire

The internal light of his mushrooms still traveling through his body in nurous small veins exploded, feeding a power he shouldn't be able to use yet. The consud ring's enhancent resonated with his rage, amplifying the luminous energy to impossible levels.

The hydra's light beam manifested in all its destructive glory.

Harold barely had ti to register the strange situation as he was blinded by an intense radiance.

His injured antennae caught the danger too late, he had been so sure of his victory that he hadn't noticed the sudden accumulation of power...

Luna awakened at that mont feeling the intense light. With the last remnant of her mana, she created a shadow behind Harold and clutched his leg, anchoring him in place for another small instant.

The beam pierced through Harold like a miniature sun, its purifying light tearing through the abyssal corruption like divine judgnt made manifest.