Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 233

If Ren could break the illusion, perhaps he could find the true core.

The beast seemed to sense the shift in his mood from the discovery. With a roar that combined the agonized screams of dozens of different creatures, it intensified its attacks. The spear-head moved so fast it was barely a blur in the hot, stale air of the chamber.

One of the attacks connected partially, sending Ren crashing against the wall. The impact knocked the breath from his lungs, black spots dancing in his vision as he fought to maintain consciousness.

Beside him, a large crystal fragment detached from the wall, the jarring impact having loosened it from its setting.

And in that instant, he saw it.

When the crystal hit the ground and shattered, one of the cores, the one pulsating in the enormous shadow stalker queen segment of the tail, didn’t flicker like the others. It remained constant, its purple light unwavering amidst the chaos of failing illusions.

Ren needed confirmation. With his enhanced strength, he grabbed one of the large crystal fragments from the floor and hurled it against an intact section of the chamber. The impact caused more crystals to break free from the walls, cascading down in a glittering rain of sharp fragments.

Again, while the illusions flickered, the core in the third segment remained constant, its purple glow undisturbed by the disturbance in the crystal network.

"There it is," Ren pulled himself up with renewed determination, ignoring the pain radiating from his battered body. "The true core."

The creature seemed to sense that its secret had been discovered. Showing its intelligence, it made its light dimmer so Ren would not see its tail.

Its movements became more calculated, more defensive. It positioned its segments differently, shifting to better protect the area Ren now watched so intently.

"I need to reach the spear and then attack the real core."

But the creature wouldn’t give him that opportunity so easily. As if it had read his thoughts, it intensified its attacks against Ren, pushing him away from the weapon, limiting his ability to maneuver.

"Fine," Ren murmured, gathering his strength. "One last effort..."

His eyes fixed on the fallen weapon several meters away, its edge still gleaming with the beast’s purple fluid. The spear lay tantalizingly out of reach, its crystalline tip catching what little light existed in the chamber.

The light from the mushrooms and the ring was gradually diminishing too. The energy they provided, so vital for maintaining his enhanced capabilities, was reaching its limit.

Soon he wouldn’t have enough power to face the creature or even to dodge its relentless attacks.

"It’s now or never," he told himself, feeling how exhaustion began to infiltrate his trained muscles.

The creature was intelligent, so Ren would have to be even smarter than it.

Most creatures inhabiting these depths had adapted without relying on sight, depending primarily on detecting vibrations and other specialized senses. But this abomination, having absorbed characteristics from multiple species, was different. It possessed various types of eyes and but not all were optimized for total darkness. Not all were blind to light.

A dangerous but potentially effective idea began to form in his mind.

"It’s almost impossible to turn off my lights with my mushroom in my body," he murmured to himself.

With a concentration that defied his exhaustion, Ren dodged the next attack and immediately expelled his beasts from his body.