Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Chapter 416 - Tamers War - Bridge’s Sky (1/2)

Victor didn’t want to simply stop the advance as Julius had asked him.

His proactive-aggressive mentality and ego demanded more than a defensive victory... he wanted to "win" in a way that would make Yino regret forever having tried to take the bridge to invade them.

The very thought of being relegated to a supporting role grated against every instinct that had made him one of the kingdom’s strongest, if not the strongest, aerial fighters.

Defensive victories were for lesser men... Victor Dravenholm was meant to dominate the sky and crush his enemies so thoroughly they would never dare challenge him again.

That’s why he had launched himself directly against the enemy leader, confident in easily dominating Maximilian with the superior power of his Gold 2 Golden Eagle. The rank difference should have been decisive, especially in aerial combat where his beast had every conceivable advantage.

Just as he was above Maximilian and his Spectral Crow, preparing for the blow that would end the battle before it truly began, something changed in his opponent’s eyes.

The petrifying gaze of the Basilisk hit him like an invisible wave.

Victor felt his muscles hardening, his eagle momentarily losing control of its flight movements. The sensation was like having ice water poured through his veins while his body betrayed him at the worst possible moment.

The Basilisk was Gold 1, and its ability was sufficient to affect the Gold 2 Eagle at just under 50% of its normal effectiveness. But since Victor was a double tamer, his beasts’ enhancements fed back on each other, reducing the paralysis to less than 10%.

Or that would have been the case if Maximilian didn’t have five beasts in total, increasing the effect with their combined enhancements to 25%.

Even so, it should have been manageable since almost all the beasts were Silver rank, one full rank below his own.

But those few seconds of vulnerability were enough for Maximilian to reveal why he was the commander of this operation.

"Total Release!" Maximilian roared, and his body transformed into a nightmare of abyssal power.

His Fire Polistes Wasp emerged with a buzzing that made the air vibrate, its wings leaving trails of purple flames that contrasted sinisterly with the blue of the sky.

His Abyssal Scorpion manifested in plates and pincers that ran along his arms like living armor, the chitinous segments clicking together as they formed a protective covering that gleamed with dark power.

Meanwhile, his Greater Vampiric Man o’ War, (a corrupt evolution of some stolen Shadow Stalkers), created semi-ethereal tentacles that extended to absorb Victor’s energy.

Five beasts. Maximilian was a ’quintuple’ tamer.

The revelation hit Victor. Quintuple tamers were supposed to be legends, were supposed to be cool. The dumb cheaters from Yino shouldn’t be able to have so many, even if weak tainted ones.

"Disgusting trash beasts," Victor muttered, but he could already feel the effects despite the relatively "low level" of the enemy beasts.

’Had Yino advanced so quickly with abyssal energy research that they already had tamers with five and six beasts so abundantly? First Kharzan, now this bastard...’

Victor could’t believe Yino having dozens of tamers like those already, when just one year ago they had never used them.

’But if that were the case, they should have attacked sooner. And if it was a recent increase... What had changed?’

’What did the crystal or Yino do?’

The paralysis allowed both stingers, from the scorpion and the wasp, to strike his beast. The venom traveled through the eagle’s body like lightning, sending shockwaves of corrupted energy through its system.

The toxic power of the wasp and scorpion began affecting the eagle, creating a debilitating effect that made his bird struggle to maintain altitude.

Worse still, that wasn’t all.

The vitality absorption of the Man o’ War created a constant drain that slowed his reflexes and maneuvering capacity, like trying to fly through thick syrup that grew denser with each passing second.

The initial paralysis of the basilisk had been just the beginning. Now Victor found himself fighting an enemy who had turned his mobility beast into his cage.

And then, as if they had been waiting for the perfect signal... Yino’s flying squadrons, which had seemed to flee, appeared from multiple directions. They had circled around before Victor realized what was happening, using the distraction of single combat to position themselves for a devastating trap.

’Three elite tamers against one,’ Victor calculated while dodging a direct attack from Maximilian’s wasp. The numerical reality was stark... even with his superior individual power, the numbers were heavily stacked against him.

’Did I get ahead of myself and the odds aren’t exactly in my favor?’