Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons - Chapter 844 - Taming the Fifth Year - Now or Never

Chapter 844 – Taming the Fifth Year – Now or Never

Liora realized the wolverine was currently regenerating. She saw the impressive construction continuing and assumed the beast had mana to spare. He only needed to make 5 more stakes to complete the arsenal of 10 projectiles.

And then he could use his increasingly tall towers to trap the serpent in the sky, a three-dimensional launch structure that would convert the open space the Bashe had been using as advantage into a cage where escape would be nearly impossible.

The geometry was already established. 4 corners plus 1 center gave 5 firing positions. 10 stakes meant 2 volleys, first volley to establish the network and compel the Bashe into defensive posture, second volley to overwhelm it while it was dealing with the first.

Or maybe he’d fire all 10 simultaneously. Liora couldn’t be sure. That uncertainty was an advantage for Ren in itself, she had to prepare for multiple scenarios, couldn’t commit fully to any single defensive strategy.

The towers kept growing.

175 meters. 180 meters. 185 meters.

The Bashe continued ascending, purple coils spiraling upward as it maintained distance from the structures below.

And everyone watched with mounting anticipation to see exactly how the confrontation between massive construction and spiritual flotation would culminate.

“They’re going to hit the limit,” someone observed in the stands.

“What’s the aerial battle height restriction again?”

“200 meters, I think. Maybe 205.”

“They’re almost there already… And still climbing.”

The question hung in the air, unspoken but present in everyone’s mind:

Would they reach the height limit established for the arena’s aerial battles?

And if they did, what would happen when there was nowhere left to climb?

From the city streets, citizens were stopping to stare at the structures rising impossibly high above the arena walls. Conversations paused mid-sentence, work halted and children pointed upward with wide eyes.

“Are those… in the exam arena?”

“How is that even structurally possible?”

“That Patinder boy… Has to be.”

The towers had become landmarks, temporary monuments to a level of elemental control most would never witness in person.

And Ren was about to finish the second half of the launch stakes.

Liora could sense through her honed perception that the wolverine’s mana fluctuated in patterns suggesting elemental constructions reaching completion. In moments he’d have all 10 stakes ready and then would execute a coordinated attack that would be nearly impossible to avoid from the Bashe’s position, especially since she couldn’t climb higher anymore.

The ceiling had been reached. Literally and metaphorically.

She decided this was the precise moment she’d been waiting for, an opening that wouldn’t present itself again once Ren completed his preparations.

The Wolverine was still on the base regenerating!

She required to attack one of the towers now while they were still in the construction phase, before they solidified completely and before the stakes were positioned at her same altitude for launching. That way she could waste part of the massive energy Ren had invested in creating them, compel him to rebuild or adjust his strategy that seemed to involve some kind of strange cage.

The geometry was obvious once you understood what he was building. 5 towers at different positions, each capable of firing 2 stakes. That created a kill zone, overlapping fields of fire that left almost no safe space to dodge. Move left, stakes from the right towers tracked you. Move right, left towers had clear shots. Try to climb, you hit the height limit. Try to descend, you moved into denser crossfire.

Brilliant. Terrifying. Completely like Ren to turn the entire battlefield into a mathematical problem with only one solution: lose.

Unless she disrupted it first.

She had 2 main options for executing the attack.

She could use the Bashe’s enormous body, which had grown considerably after absorbing previous attacks, and simply break one of the towers with brute force of massive impact.

Just ram it. 40+ meters of serpent moving at full speed would generate devastating kinetic energy. Enough force to shatter compressed earth, bring the whole structure tumbling down in a cascade of debris.

Or she could launch ranged magic, bombard the structures with mana until they collapsed under accumulated damage.

Safer. More controlled. Less commitment required if things went wrong.

The first option was bad for a reason that became obvious when Liora considered it seriously for a moment.

She knew the towers had internal wood cores, braided root systems providing structural integrity that compressed earth alone wouldn’t achieve. And that meant that if the Bashe decided to attack the towers with her body directly, those roots would surely stick to the serpent like giant ropes and drain her energy before she could break free… if she even could break free.

The image formed unbidden in her mind: the Bashe slamming into a tower at full speed, the structure cracking but holding, roots emerging from the breach and wrapping around her serpent’s body. Hundreds of tendrils, each one drinking spiritual energy, each one tightening as the Bashe struggled. The more she fought, the more energy she’d lose. The weaker she became, the stronger the roots would grow.

A death trap disguised as a thin tower.

It was an obvious trap Ren had probably anticipated, passive defense integrated into the towers’ design specifically to punish physical approach.

The Bashe would lose more energy trying to destroy the tower that way than Ren had spent building it, an investment that would completely favor the wolverine. The exact opposite of what she needed.

The second option was launching magic from a safe distance where roots couldn’t reach her.

But the Bashe didn’t have particularly advantageous elements for striking a structure composed of earth and wood.

In fact, it was a great defensive combination as always with Ren’s constructions. He never did anything halfway, never left obvious weaknesses for opponents to exploit.

Fire would have been ideal for burning wood, but the earth covered it so it wouldn’t be very effective, and the Bashe didn’t have that element unless combined with the wisp, which was gone now… Wind that she’d stolen also wouldn’t be very useful against earth; it could erode given time, but she didn’t have time. Water would strengthen the wood instead of damaging it, feeding the roots and making them more resilient.

An undoubtedly annoying combination designed specifically to resist the most common attack elements. The pairing covered each other’s weaknesses perfectly.

Which meant Liora would have to use the Bashe’s miasma itself for the attack, corrupt spiritual energy that was the serpent’s most versatile weapon but also the most costly resource to spend.

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