Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons

Chapter 1230: Chapter 1230 - Taming the Old World - Lead - 9

The encrypted data had flooded his mind. Most of it they had already deciphered before. But then, a completely new, heavily encrypted data packet forced its way into his consciousness.

The translated message echoed in his mind with an ancient resonance with some weird lines like:

”Flesh is ephemeral before the fire of a god. Should the organic vessel of the chosen fail to bear the blinding power of the sun, a cradle of eternal metal must be forged and used to contain the overflow...”

”Seek the scattered sacred relics and bind them directly to the Primordial Mind...”

”Beware! The crown and the core are absolute; without the head and the torso, the deity shall bleed its mind into the void. The extremities are mere pillars; their presence is beneficial, but their absence shall not halt the resurrection...”

Reading many lines like those, Ren meticulously analyzed the schematic trying to find exactly what this revelation meant for his own progression.

The implications were fascinating...

Apparently, the overarching directive required the user to hunt down the complete set of ancient artifacts and physically link them directly to the Brain at the end.

The ultimate objective was to forge a colossal synthetic body specifically designed for the chosen beast, acting as a fail-safe vessel just in case the creature’s organic frame could not independently contain the overflow of divine power.

The absolute most critical components of this synthetic shell were the torso and the head; the extremities were mathematically secondary.

Especially the head, designed to take and carry the 2 parts of the brain each one in Yino and Yano.

Ren meticulously analyzed every line and finally found what this revelation meant for his own progression...

This specific blueprint would likely be completely useless to him.

At least, it wouldn’t serve him in the same capacity it would have served a purely feral beast.

It was, he deduced through rapid comparative analysis, a mechanical equivalent to the standard ethereal contract established between a human Tamer and a wild creature, but engineered on a huge scale. It was a colossal synthetic avatar designed to safely house the overflowing, unstable power of an entity destined to carry a god. For a pure, un-contracted beast, it served as the ultimate emergency receptacle.

For Ren, whose biological system was already permanently fused and locked in a symbiotic loop with Mooshito, this schematic was merely another piece of fascinating trivia regarding an evolutionary path he was fundamentally disqualified from walking.

However, there was a secondary deduction Ren extracted from the data.

It was highly probable that the corrupted crystal residing in Yino had originally established its uplink to the castle directly through a sanctuary exactly like this one, located on its own respective half of the fractured world. And perhaps the geographic, spiral formation of these ancient ruins had granted them another massive logistical advantage, exactly as it had done in the past.

Ren rapidly ran the geographic calculations in his head, mentally mapping the proportional coordinates across the continent.

If the ancient spiral formation remained mathematically consistent between both halves of the divided world, then the equivalent terminal access point located in their own territory would not be buried nearly this deep into the hostile wilderness.

They could theoretically locate it within the Gold 2 ring. With a stroke of tactical luck, it might even rest within the Gold 1 sector.

It would have been vastly closer, exponentially more accessible than the deep-territory sanctuary they were currently standing in.

It was a good piece of data to archive... But not very useful either.

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Wei’s voice abruptly pulled him out of his musings.

”I finally deciphered the hidden panel’s locking mechanism,” the proud fungal expert announced. ”It requires the physical touch of an entity possessing a highly specialized administrative access.”

”The standard biometric access,” Ren assumed. He meant the specific right that both he and Luna currently possessed, the exact same clearance that unlocked the heavy doors of the ancient ruins.

”No.” Wei shook his head firmly. ”It is not what you think. This encryption is even more fascinating.”

Ren frowned deeply. He seamlessly tapped into Wei’s golden network to run the diagnostic himself, aggressively extending his own ethereal perception down toward the concealed metal square.

And Wei was absolutely right.

The biometric signature required to open the small panel was definitely not the standard protocol. It was not the primary operator’s right, it was not Luna’s clearance, nor did it match any of the encrypted signatures Ren had meticulously learned to identify. It demanded an entirely different entity. The runic signature, the very texture of the required permission, felt subtly familiar compared to absolutely everything else he had studied within these sanctuaries.

Ren leaned in closer, desperately trying to read the weird data to determine exactly what caliber of entity the panel was waiting for.

And a profoundly strange, unsettling sensation washed over his mind.

It wasn’t merely that the concealed square was passively waiting for someone to arrive. It was that, in some impossible, logic-defying manner that Ren could not comprehend, the panel actually seemed to perceive him standing there.

And it was actively calling out to him...

♢♢♢♢

Ren reached out, and the concealed panel instantly registered his proximity.

It clicked open with a soft, metallic whisper, sliding back to reveal a shallow indentation hidden within the alloy. However, this was absolutely not a generic, circular receptacle like the others they had encountered. Those previous mechanisms were crude, universal access points where one could shove a claw, a tentacle, or any feral appendage to serve as a biological key.

This specific lock possessed a highly distinct, undeniable form.

It was perfectly, unmistakably molded into the shape of a human right hand.

The ethereal sensation radiating from the Network lingered in the air, actively calling out to him, pulling at his consciousness with a warm, profoundly strange yet familiar insistence.

Ren swallowed the dry lump in his throat and slowly extended his hand toward the metal.