This Beast-Tamer is a Little Strange

Chapter 744: Chapter 744: Dark Moon Vs Frozen Sun (End)

The blue-grade Lionel’s unconscious body hit the ground with a sickening thud.

A glow and its disappearing body signalled its withdrawal from the battlefield.

One down. Two to go.

Arlen’s eyes narrowed. For the first time since this tournament started, he was on the back foot. He decided to take a more drastic action.

He gave a new signal—his Phaseless Serpent regrouped, now spinning rapidly. A cyclone formed in its center, frost shards embedded in the rotating air that then aimed at… Kain!

Thankfully, Aegis, with his limited mobility restored, moved in front of him just as the frost vortex crashed down. Ice sliced against his stone skin, and wind howled—

And Aegis took it all. Even after both the earthen wall he hastily raised and his passive shield crumbled under the impact and he was forced to bear the brunt with his body.

When much of the energy in the skill was dispersed, Aegis dispersed the cyclone with a punch so powerful it made the air scream.

As the serpent recoiled, Kain peeked out. Since he was practically forced to get involved in the battle directly, he might as well live up to expectations. Releasing a new spear space ring provided to him by Halreth that worked in concert with his other pieces of armour, Kain then swung his arm forward in a powerful javelin throw.

It hit the green-grade Myron (the contract Kain felt the most confident in defeating directly with his human body) directly in the belly. Due to the dispersing cyclone obscuring its vision, it was unable to fully dodge the attack.

The sound it made was somewhere between a shriek and a hiccup as it was skewered and flung into the barrier wall, antennae spinning like propellers. The nearby audience screamed at the horrifying visual. However, despite how badly the injury looked, a spear through the abdomen wasn’t fatal to most spiritual creatures; however, it did make it unable to continue in the battle.

‘And that’s the second Frozen Sun contract eliminated.’ Kain thought.

That left only one.

The Phaseless Serpent.

Arlen’s eyes narrowed again. He gave the final call.

The serpent surged forward, turning its entire body into a drill-like spiral, frost and wind concentrated into a single lethal strike boosted by Arlen’s skill, aimed at Vauleth’s chest.

Vauleth’s answer? Well, as a true dragon, there really was only one. Even if Kain gave the order to avoid it, the pride of a coloured dragon that had since been amplified in his purified blood wouldn’t allow retreat.

“Let it come.”

And with that intense burst of pride as a dragon (whether born one or not), something like a dusted over unused switch in his mind seemed to flip on.

The heat surrounding Vauleth, competing with Arlen’s Gift, receded. Not because it had been extinguished, but because something else had taken its place.

A new kind of flame.

White-blue, almost silver in hue, flickered to life in Vauleth’s throat. It surged outward like a silent beam—glorious and terrible. The flames didn’t roar like before. They hummed, low and deep, resonating like frost cracking across a frozen lake.

And they weren’t hot.

They were an almost corrosive, piercing cold. Amplified even further by Arlen’s gift.

The serpent struck it.

And despite its strong resistance to cold, these flames were too unusual. The flames washed through its body like a flood of water washing away a sand castle—unravelling it mid-attack.

The announcer’s voice faltered, then picked up with obvious confusion:

“That… that’s not red dragon fire! That’s—ladies and gentlemen, we’re receiving confirmation that the flame Vauleth just released doesn’t match the profile of the Red Coloured Dragon lineage! It’s… it’s almost identical to a high-purity White Coloured dragon flame… But how—?”

“Well, Kain’s contracts are all quite unusual. Perhaps this was an unusual mutant he came across and decided to develop? It is challenging to raise contracts with conflicting attributes, but it probably is no struggle to an evolutionary planner of his calibre.”

Kain’s brows furrowed. He could feel it too. The composition of that flame wasn’t the same as Vauleth’s usual energy signature. It shouldn’t have been possible. And yet, it had emerged like it had always been there.

‘What was that?’ He also felt like it resembled the flames of the white dragons he’d met before when temporarily living at the Coloured Dragon Colony:

Red Dragons were the most offensively powerful, of the fire attribute and released the standard flame dragon’s breath

The second strongest, Black Dragons, were more defensively strong with thick fleshy bodies, water-attributed and had a corrosive/acidic dragon’s breath.

Blue Dragons were the third strongest, the fastest flyers and had the lightning-attribute and similarly exhaled lightning.

The fourth strongest, but most cunning and intelligent of the 5-coloured dragon clan, were Green Dragons who had the poison attribute and emitted a cloud of poisonous gas.

Finally, the weakest, smallest, and by far the least intelligent were the White Dragons…who would release a spray of sub-zero air and ice resembling a white-blue flame.

However, he couldn’t be sure. After all, it was just too hard to believe that Vauleth would suddenly come out with the traits of another dragon species. Not to mention, he didn’t recall the dragon’s breath of the blue-grade White Dragons at the colony being so powerful

There was no time to analyze it. Vauleth looked wholly unbothered—if anything, proud. He didn’t even seem to realize anything unusual had happened.

Kain shelved the confusion for later.

Because the serpent was gone.

The final whistle blew.

“Victory to Dark Moon College’s Kain Newman!”

The stands exploded.

Kain stepped back, exhaling slowly. Vauleth rumbled low in his chest, clearly pleased and utterly unaware of how extraordinary and unusual his actions had been.

Aegis released the last of his hidden Abyssal current and let frost form across his arms once more—no longer needing to resist.

And in the star space, Chewy snored peacefully inside his gradually thawing frozen cocoon.

Kain looked across the field at Arlen one last time.

Arlen was staring at him—not angry at the loss.

But intrigued.

And, perhaps, wary about more secrets Kain may have up his sleeve.

Which suited Kain just fine, he wanted everyone watching to continue doubting as to whether or not there was anything else he hadn’t shown.

Because Phase One was nearly over.

But the real fights… were just beginning.

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