Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 61

Above the trench, Zhao continued his impossible battle.

His silver feathers flashed in the darkness, finding target after target, but the Shadow Stalkers kept pouring through the increasingly numerous cuts in the tent's fabric.

"Deeper," Ren urged as the hole continued expanding beneath them.

Sweat beaded on the diggers' foreheads as they worked tirelessly.

Ren observed students sliding into the trench while Zhao's feathers grew increasingly scarce.

"Faster!" Ren urged Taro and the others who continued digging.

The hole was almost deep and wide enough, forty students had slipped inside, but the space for those remaining wasn't ready yet.

"Min, help them smooth the earth there," he directed his friend. "Taro, to the right, the earth is softer there."

Taro's beetle changed direction, its legs tearing away larger chunks of soil. Two other students with digger beasts coordinated their movements, expanding the space with efficiency. Their combined efforts made the tunnel grow faster than any single beast could manage.

'Just a little more,' Ren thought while approaching where Luna remained apart, observing the situation with her wolf ready to strike. He extended a hand toward her.

"I don't need you to rescue me," Luna maintained her neutral expression, avoiding direct eye contact, though Ren noticed her eyes evaluating the distance to the tunnel and the attackers' positions.

Ren kept his hand extended, carefully considering his next words.

"I didn't need you to rescue me from Jin either... or defend me with your opinion in the cart," he responded calmly. "But you gave it anyway. So let me repay some of that debt, and surprise you again. Trust me this time."

Luna met his eyes, studying the daring confidence in them that contrasted with his usual gentle, cheerful appearance. Without a word, she took his hand and slipped toward the hole, her wolf melting into the shadows around them.

Klein's group, him, Feng, and Astor, needed no convincing... One glance at the situation was enough for them to make the sensible decision and jump into the tunnel as soon as space allowed. Their egos hadn't completely smothered their survival instincts.

But Jin...

"The rotten one organized that?" Jin spat the words with contempt, while his followers nervously watched the Stalkers that Zhao barely kept at bay. "I'd rather die than follow his plans!"

Zhao's feathers returned to him, then the black figures pressed their attack with renewed vigor.

"If you want to die, that's your problem!" Ren said to Jin before turning toward where Zhao was about to be attacked from multiple angles simultaneously. "Professor! The supports! Destroy the tent supports!"

The auxiliaries, who had been watching the tunnel's development with growing attention, exchanged quick glances. They didn't wait for further debate... they grabbed Jin's group and dragged them toward the opening despite their protests.

Silver feathers found the supports with lethal precision. As the structure began to collapse, Zhao launched himself toward the tunnel, his feathers returning to him just as the fabric fell over their heads.

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Absolute darkness filled the narrow tunnel, pressing in from all sides.

The mushrooms in Ren's hair glowed with forced intensity, illuminating tense and terrified faces. Their light cast shifting shadows that made the space seem both smaller and larger than it was.

Above, they could hear the attackers retreating to avoid being covered by the fallen tent, accidentally touching the fallen life absorbing jellyfish's bodies that surrounded the group.

"What's the plan?" Zhao turned to Ren. "I hope I won't regret playing along with you, boy... We'll be easy prey if we stay like this."

"First we need a stronger cover!" Ren spoke quickly, urgently. "Just a few seconds! I'll explain while they make it!"