Supreme BeastTamer: I Can Copy and Upgrade Skills 10x! - Chapter 765

Chapter 765: A Way to Save the Dragon Realm

The silence was almost suffocating; only bubbles rose from the seabed.

Dorran swallowed, the saliva passing noisily down his throat. “Did he do it? Where are they?”

No one answered.

Lyra hovered at the trench’s edge, eyes locked on the darkness below. “I can’t sense either of them.”

Coralia shook her head slowly. “The auras are scrambled. The blast twisted the currents. It’s hard to tell.”

Royal guards held formation around the palace gate, weapons ready but hands trembling. The Leviathan statues were motionless again under the Sea King’s power. The city’s barrier flickered, then steadied as the mages poured more mana into the core crystal.

They didn’t want to bring down the barrier just yet since they weren’t sure if the fight had truly ended.

King Thalasar broke the stalemate with a firm tone. “No one enters until I say so.”

After giving the command, he drifted forward alone.

“Father—” Lyra started, her tone tinged with concern.

“I’ll go,” Thalasar said. “Hold the line. If anything stirs, pull the citizens back to the inner ring.”

He lowered himself into the trench. The water grew colder as he descended. Shattered coral and melted stone floated around him. The deeper he went, the quieter it became—no currents, no sound—just a dull hiss of dissipating magic left behind from the combined clash of elements.

A minute passed… then another.

He felt it before he saw it—a faint, steady flicker like a heartbeat, somewhere below the darkness.

Thalasar’s eyes narrowed. He angled down and slipped through a crack that hadn’t existed moments ago.

The crack opened into a hollowed-out cavern, and within this cavern light flickered, casting shadows on his face.

Thalasar stopped and stared.

Right in front of him, Nox stood—barely. His armor was split along the chest and shoulder, blood drifting from a cut on his cheek in thin threads. But he was upright. And before him, Kaelen knelt, bound by radiant chains that looped around his arms, chest, and throat.

Nox pressed one hand over Kaelen’s sternum, fingers splayed, palm blazing. His other hand gripped Kaelen’s jaw, keeping his head steady.

“What is he doing?” Thalasar mumbled when he saw light pouring into Kaelen from Nox’s palm.

Literally. It entered through his mouth, his nose, the small cuts on his skin—through every channel it could find. White streams flowed like threads and vanished beneath the flesh.

“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Kaelen roared in agony.

It wasn’t a battle cry. It was raw pain. The sound shook the cavern walls, but because it was so deep below, those above couldn’t hear a thing.

Thalasar’s eyes widened as he finally understood. The black veins that had wormed across Kaelen’s chest were peeling away like burnt roots. The purple-black sheen under his armor flickered and went dull. The oppressive, corrupted pressure that had dragged across the trench was now fading.

But… how was this possible?

“Stay still,” Nox’s voice rang out. “Don’t fight it.”

Kaelen thrashed anyway, but the holy chains didn’t budge.

Thalasar forced himself closer, cautious. “What are you doing to him?”

Nox sensed the Sea Monarch’s presence even before he spoke, and since he didn’t detect any harmful or killing intent, he didn’t react.

“Purging,” he replied, eyes locked on Kaelen’s chest. “The corruption latched onto his core. I’m flooding it with light.”

Thalasar blinked once, realization flashing across his face. The core. Of course.

Every sentient being—so long as they were awakened—had a core. For humans, it was referred to as the mana core, where all their energy was stored and summoned.

The same could be said for the sea people. For species like dragons, it was called the elemental core—the heart of their affinity. It was a real structure that gathered and cycled their element.

If the Ninth Element tainted the core, brute force would only shatter the host. But if you pushed a direct counter-element into the core and held it there long enough…

It was insane.

It was also working.

“How did he even think of this?” Thalasar was at a loss for words. It was only from Nox’s simple words that he was able to piece together a logical explanation.

Under the Sea King’s gaze, black mist bled out of Kaelen’s pores. The shadowy seams of his armor shrank. A hairline fracture ran across the dark gem embedded in his breastplate—the “gift” he’d flaunted like a badge.

Kaelen gasped between screams. “S-stop—!”

Nox gritted his teeth and increased the output. The light around his hands intensified until it hurt to look at. His legs shook, but he didn’t pull back.

The cavern shook once more. A web of cracks spread across the relic shard in Kaelen’s chestplate. The purple glow flickered, then went out with a tiny, sharp pop.

The air—what little of it there was trapped in this pressure pocket—felt lighter.

Kaelen slumped forward against the chains, chest heaving. The dark tint in his eyes cleared, revealing plain ocean-blue. He lifted a trembling hand and tried to summon power.

However, instead of darkness, water gathered, causing his pupils to shrink.

Not shadow. Not purple fire. Water.

His eyes went wide.

“What… what did you do to me?” he roared angrily. “What did you do?!”

Nox finally released his jaw and chest. The holy chains held Kaelen up as he staggered one step, caught himself, and steadied. He was breathing hard but still focused.

“I burned the Ninth out,” Nox said. “What’s left is yours.”

Kaelen stared at his own hand like it belonged to someone else. He tried again. A thin ribbon of water responded, then fizzled. No corruption. Nothing!

He trembled, anger mixing with confusion. “You ruined me.”

“I saved you,” Nox said, his dark eyes glinting. “And I found a way to save someone else.”

Thalasar battled the urge to interrupt but stayed silent, still reeling from the shock of this new discovery.

Nox said it anyway—simple and final. “Zara.”

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