Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons

Chapter 1152 - Taming the Old World - Myths

The Gold 3 ring, positioned closest to the empty fissure, marked the absolute genesis point for the Black Dragonʼs evolutionary line.

On the opposite side of the continent, across the fissure, Yinoʼs Shadow Dragon shared this exact same primordial element. But this specific dragon, the one birthed from Yanoʼs soil, was different, and the root cause of that divergence lay entirely in the contrasting elemental geography of the two sister citiesʼ higher rings.

In Yino, the five natural elements were not organized in the same order as they were in Yano. Light and Darkness still shared their neighboring, mirrored spaces across the fissure, maintaining a different balance. But the remaining natural elements were seemingly scrambled, but specifically arranged so that every single element directly faced its polarizing negative.

Because of this geographic layout, Yanoʼs dark zone bordered the heavy Water territory instead of the volatile Fire zone like Yinoʼs. This fundamental shift in ambient ether forced the local ecosystem to adapt in radically different ways than its twin. Consequently, the guardian dragon of this specific zone, birthed every hundred years, possessed a drastically more physical, terrifyingly solid mass than Yinoʼs energy one.

Instead of being woven from ethereal, intangible shadows that flickered like dark fire, the Yano dragon possessed the consistency of a liquid. But it wasnʼt the clean, flowing liquid of a river. It was a thick, viscous, aggressively moldy sludge. It looked like the absolute culmination of biological decay, pure, unadulterated physical shadow mana forcefully condensed into rotting, decomposing matter.

The Black Swamp was the sprawling, festering womb that gave birth to the dragon associated with the absolute end of all living things.

For as long as he could remember, Ren had been deeply fascinated by this specific dragon, entirely because of a single, vivid illustration.

In his favorite childhood book, the Black Dragonʼs anatomy had been the most bizarre and captivating of them all. It wasnʼt depicted as a towering beast clad in impenetrable, glittering scales. Instead, it was drawn as a colossal entity entirely woven from thick, organic threads, looking exactly as if a billion fungi hyphae and rotting compost had fused together to form a living mountain.

A creature stitched into existence, rather than sculpted.

Of course, looking back now with the cold, hard intelligence of a mana-biological architect, Ren realized his beloved storybook was…

Completely wrong.

First and foremost, the actual, fully matured Black Dragon, the final, apocalyptic result of the evolution, looked absolutely nothing like the illustration. That famous drawing was the result of a massive biological misunderstanding. These ancient scholars had entirely confused the highly complex ecosystem of the Platinum ring for the actual guardian dragon that the ecosystem was trying to incubate.

Basically, the kingdomʼs greatest naturalists had looked at a sprawling, grotesque chrysalis and confidently documented it as the butterfly.

But even though the book was factually incorrect, and Ren now perfectly understood the biological mechanics behind the error, he still felt that this bizarre, interconnected ecosystem was a masterpiece of natural engineering that deserved to be properly documented for the public. That was exactly why he had wanted to witness it with his own eyes before sketching his own, ʼscientifically accurateʼ interpretation.

The Black beasts were the foundational, Dark-elemental flora of the swamp, forming the overwhelming majority of the biomass.

They were essentially gargantuan, living nets hanging suspended over the swamp. They were anchored to massive, towering spheres supported by several long, spindly legs, looking strikingly similar to the Golden Noses Zhao had encountered first in the past, but these were thinner, dripping with a thick, pitch-black, sticky slime. And right at the absolute apex of the big spheres, glowing, bioluminescent mushrooms sprouted like a crown.

Those glowing mushrooms crowning the apex looked very familiar. They perfectly mirrored the mushroom carpet that used to sit on Renʼs own head, back before he had hurt his core when it had been his signature, most iconic look.

And that striking visual similarity was the exact historical reason why, decades ago, the aristocracy had genuinely believed these beasts were an undiscovered, high-tier evolutionary offshoot of the Spore-Fungus line.

That assumption and the low chance beasts being always ”strong ones” had triggered a massive, kingdom-wide investment. The high houses had aggressively poured astronomical resources into harvesting and cultivating them, only to meet with a crushing, absolute failure. All of what had happened long before Ren was even born to empirically prove, to a now disappointed of the spores world, that the Spore-Fungus path was actually viable.

The truth was, these dark, hanging beasts had absolutely nothing to do with the Spore-Fungus. They were simply an evolutionary variant of a much more common plant beast common in Yino.

That entire ecosystem, the massive ”pupa” that had fooled the historians, was an intricate, terrifyingly efficient web of mana-biological mutualism, functioning very much like the Giant Forest in the Platinum rings.

The moldy, black plant beasts actively merged with serpentine Water-element monsters. These serpents were variants of Minʼs primary beast, the ones Ren actually wanted for Min instead of his chaos one. They existed in staggering abundance here due to the geographic proximity of the Heavy Lake. They deliberately migrated into the Black Swamp right before breaching the Platinum rank, utilizing the change of environment to hide from the predators that normally hunted their evolutionary line in the higher rings.

And living in perfect, symbiotic harmony with the plants and the serpents were massive Earth-element beasts that populated the shallow mud. They were essentially gargantuan, armored slugs boasting inverted mineral shells (on their feet). These massive snails evolved by feeding exclusively on the bioluminescent mushrooms growing atop the Black beasts.

But they didnʼt chew them with a standard jaw. They consumed them using a massive, highly specialized biological mantle that looked like a dense, tightly woven net. And as the slugs happily grazed on the glowing fungi, those massive, net-like lips draped over the Black beasts, physically protecting the moisture-dependent flora and snakes from drying out.

They were all deeply gregarious, entirely co-dependent species. They physically clumped together in staggering, monolithic formations, burying the Water-element serpents deep in the absolute center. The serpents generated the localized humidity the entire collective desperately required to survive. Meanwhile, the outer layers of the formation were intentionally left to dry in the wind, leaving the massive, net-like mantles of the slugs, (basically their giant dried-out lips), exposed to the elements.

When completely dried, those massive, interwoven lines looked exactly like thick, organic threads.

It looked exactly like the skin of the fungal dragon from Renʼs childhood book.