Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 65

The abyssals’ corrupt acid wasn’t like normal beasts’, it didn’t just melt flesh and bone, but disintegrated the target’s very mana.

A single direct hit and not even the Hunter of Yano could maintain his beast manifested, leaving him vulnerable.

Zhao launched a wave of silver feathers, their deadly precision cutting through the night air. But the salamander was ready, his corrupted body prepared for this moment.

His purple muscles tensed to their maximum, enduring searing pain as he launched forward while his body twisted in unnaturally fluid motions to dodge each projectile by mere millimeters.

’I have you!’ His throat expanded, preparing the stream of corrupt acid that would end the legendary Hunter.

At this distance there was no way to dodge, all he needed was one direct hit to turn the tide of battle.

Victory was within his grasp.

His jaws opened beyond what should be physically possible.

The purple acid gleamed between his fangs, ready to erase the Hunter from existence, his corrosive power promising a horrible end.

Zhao launched one final wave of silver feathers, but the salamander was ready for this desperate attack. The acid would destroy the feathers without leaving a trace and finish Zhao in the same deadly stream.

He had him! The great Hunter of Yano was finally within reach! Generations in Yino would remember this moment.

The gleam in Zhao’s eyes should have warned him that something was wrong.

"Silent Flight," Zhao murmured before disappearing like morning mist.

A whistle, not from ahead but from all directions at once. The feathers that the Hunter had been planting during the chase, dozens of them strategically positioned, returned to their master with lethal purpose.

The salamander only had time to comprehend his fatal error before the silver metal pierced it from every possible angle. Its last thought was understanding that Zhao had never been following it... he had been expertly guiding it into a perfectly orchestrated trap.

Its body collapsed, purple blood forming a pool.

"One less," the Hunter murmured as the last feathers returned to him. His eyes were already fixed on his next prey, calculating their demise.

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"It’s over," Luna gestured and her wolf gave the final pull, tearing through flesh and tendons with savage precision.

The abyssal’s body twisted one last time before collapsing, its multiple legs twitching as life abandoned its corrupted form.

"Who’s too slow?" she whispered, satisfaction evident in her usually cold voice.

"Impressive," the lynx auxiliary dropped to one knee, the effort taking its toll on his newly closed wounds. "But now return to the shelter."

"We can keep fighting," Luna stepped forward, but the auxiliary raised a hand to stop her.

"I know," he smiled despite the pain radiating through his body. "But your wolf isn’t the only one who can move in the shadows."

He rose with effort, his claws gleaming again with renewed purpose. Across the hole, the boar master continued maintaining a defensive battle against the fire abyssal, his plates glowing against the corrupt flames.

"Protect your companions," he ordered while preparing to move. "Leave the rest to us."

Luna nodded slightly, her wolf returning to her side as the lynx auxiliary launched himself toward the other battle, his speed surprising despite his injuries.

’Be careful,’ she thought while returning to the shelter. The shadow wolf followed like a second shadow, its eyes gleaming in the darkness with protective intent.

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"They won’t come back for a while," Ren observed the night sky where the last medusas were disappearing toward their cave.

"We have at least an hour before they get bored of following protocol and return to hunt."

Ren adjusted the Shadow Stalker skins. "I have an idea, but... it’s complicated to explain." _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}