Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 485

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Chapter 485 -485 – Taming SSS Dragons’ Records

The King asked the experts to withdraw, which they obeyed reluctantly but immediately…

However, not only did he allow his son Julius, he also let the girls and Zhao follow him for some reason.

The door opened toward a staircase that descended deeper than any of them had imagined possible.

“How far down does this go?” Julius asked, his voice echoing strangely in the cavernous space that opened before them.

“To the other side of the world, hahaha, or so some believe,” Dragarion responded, beginning the descent while carrying Ren. “Though in my opinion it’s less deep than it should be.”

The small fungus jumped ahead of them with renewed determination, as if it were finally approaching its destination. Its movements had become more deliberate, faster, guiding them through a staircase carved from living rock and with intricate symbols that seemed to have been built by a civilization that knew no resource limits for geometric ‘artistic’ finishing.

The craftsmanship was extraordinary and unsettling. The patterns seemed to shift subtly as they passed, creating the illusion of movement in static stone.

“Father,” Julius murmured as they descended, “you never let us enter this deep below the castle before… Only stories and…”

“There are many problematic things down here,” Dragarion replied, his tone casual but carrying the weight of secrets guarded for hundreds of years. “Some because sharing them would only cause problems. It would serve no purpose except to create unnecessary tension.”

Zhao, struggling to keep pace despite his weakness, listened to every word with the attention of someone whose curiosity was not much less than Ren’s.

“Besides, the mana could ruin your cultivation when you were children if you spent many days here… we’ve gone only about 200 meters so far,” Dragarion estimated. “But it’s just the beginning.”

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When they finally reached the bottom of the staircase, they had descended about 500 meters and the mana was as dense as the Silver ring, almost reaching Gold. The children shouldn’t be here for many hours or they could become poisoned.

Although… Dragarion didn’t bother to check, so he didn’t know that they were all Bronze Rank 1 or 2 doubles who could be fine at this level for a couple days…

What they found at the base of the staircase defied all previous understanding of the underground world.

Within an extremely wide, massive dome that occupied all the castle’s terrain and a bit more in its circumference… connected to several “crystal bridges” hung a ‘slender’ structure separated from the world.

A giant crystal tower manifested before them, but it didn’t go upward…it went downward. A massive structure that sank into the earth’s depths with a scale that made even the castle’s largest towers seem like children’s toys.

“This is impossible,” Luna whispered, her voice barely audible as she observed the enormity of the perfectly geometric cylindrical construction.

The tower walls were made of crystal, but not ordinary crystal. It was the densest mana they had ever seen, creating patterns that moved and changed as if they were alive. The entire structure pulsed with energy that could be felt in their bones.

The sight was both beautiful and terrifying. The crystal seemed to contain swirling currents of power that formed temporary patterns before dissolving and reforming in endless cycles.

“It’s not impossible,” Dragarion corrected, approaching one of the crystalline bridges. “It’s just different from everything we know. And this is only the upper part.”

Below the bridges could be seen what would be about 1000 meters deep, the end of the solid mana sphere beneath the castle… But the King suggested this was only the entrance to the tower and it continued much deeper.

When they reached the other side of the bridge following the small beast and entered…

There were inscriptions carved into the nearest wall, symbols that none of them could read but that clearly contained important information. Dragarion and his predecessors had spent years studying them during their visits to this place.

“What do they say?” Liora asked, fascinated by the complex patterns.

“According to the best interpretations,” Dragarion traced some of the symbols in what appeared to be a sphere with his free finger, “these speak of a division. Of a wall that separates the two halves of the world.”

His eyes peered toward the tower’s depths, where the crystalline light seemed endless.

“This tower, according to different interpretations of the inscriptions, reaches to the center of the world. Or even to the other side…” his voice became more grave, “the Dragon Gods form an impenetrable barrier that divides the two halves of the earth… According to this, you don’t have to defeat them to go to the other side of the mana rift…”

Julius exchanged a look with Luna and Liora. Like him, they had grown up hearing legends about dragons, but this suggested something much more real than they had imagined.

Everything they thought they knew about the world’s structure, about the limits of exploration and discovery, was suddenly cast into doubt.

“Have you tried to reach them?” Zhao asked, his explorer’s instinct awakening despite his weakened state.

Dragarion laughed, but it wasn’t a sound of amusement. It was the laughter of someone who had faced the limits of his own power and found them insufficient.