What Asher hoped to achieve was, during a battle, specify a certain part on the opponent's pet beast to attack, without harming other parts or its life.
Missing arms and legs, as long as they're sent into the medical pod and treated a bit, it won't be a big problem.
What a pity. Little Raven's control over the Solar True Fire still hadn't reached that level of precision.
The greatest precision she could achieve was… designating a specific leaf on a tree, and the Solar True Fire would end up burning half the tree.
The remaining half of the tree would still be intact.
Asher: "..."
'Fine then. Barely good enough.'
'Anyway, it can't be used in battles against ordinary beast tamers.'
However…
"Used in this kind of situation, it's actually quite appropriate," Asher looked at the tragic state of the Forbidden Land below and the aftermath left by Little Raven's Solar True Fire.
He nodded slightly.
'Compared to insect eggs, it's better to be burned once by Little Raven, right?'
At least with the insect eggs gone, the Forbidden Land could "live" again and not truly become a Golden Silkworm's nest.
After burning for five minutes, the Tier 9 Golden Silkworm Queen finally sensed something wrong in the outside world.
'My children!'
'My kin!'
'My nest!'
'Gone, completely gone!'
And there was still a massive, scorching flame burning toward the nest she resided in.
Gold and white intertwined, massive, lifting its body dozens of meters high, a flesh worm like a huge building suddenly burrowed out from the underground nest.
"ROAR!"
The Jargon Dragon King let out a warning roar at the Golden Silkworm Queen from a hundred meters high in the sky.
The Golden Silkworm Queen flinched slightly.
Then, the ashen remains of the insect eggs all over the ground, and the corpses of Tier 1 and 2 Golden Silkworms that were too weak and accidentally caught up in the fire, made the Golden Silkworm Queen go berserk again.
"Hiss! ROAR!"
The top part of the Golden Silkworm Queen suddenly split open like a blooming flower, turning into eight petals, each petal lined with sharp teeth and bloody flesh.
Like it had just recently feasted.
Little Raven: *itching to act*
Just like Little Raven said, eliminating bugs is a natural instinct for avian beasts.
Seeing such a massive bug, Little Raven really had the impulse to go hunting and bring it back as a gift for her beast tamer.
Asher: "..."
Asher quickly hugged Little Raven tightly, looked down at her seriously and said, "No need, really, there's no need for that kind of impulse at all."
Little Raven: OvO
Little Raven's gaze darted left and right, refusing to meet Asher's eyes.
'Oh my~'
'What is the beastmaster saying?'
'Bird doesn't understand~'
Asher: "..."
Asher gave Little Raven a loud knock on the head without mercy.
"Not allowed."
"Not ever."
As Little Raven's beast tamer, with their contract, and being able to sense the thoughts and intentions of his contracted beasts, Asher was extremely clear about what Little Raven was thinking at this moment.
When a child is quiet, they're definitely up to something. Let alone, Little Raven wasn't even being quiet.
Little Raven was blatantly planning how she would cause trouble once she got stronger in the future.
Asher: 'Educating children starts early, otherwise, when the child grows up and their values are fixed, it'll be too late to change them.'
Little Raven: "..."
"Chirp!"
'Hmph!'
'Bird won't say it.'
'But bird remembers it!'
Now it was Asher's turn to be silent.
What to do when the child keeps thinking about this?
Is it even worth arguing?
"…Forget it," After thinking for a bit, Asher let out a long sigh.
If he doesn't forget it, what else could he do?
Deal with it next time.
Maybe in a while, Little Raven would forget?
As for how easily distracted and forgetful his contracted beast was, Asher was well aware.
But staying silent, sometimes that trick worked well.
Little Raven's eyes swirled around.
'Beastmaste is not stopping me?'
'Nice!'
'Noted, noted!'
'Must remember!'
'Next time, bird must bring back an even bigger bug for the beastmaster!'
'No need to thank bird.'
'This is what a bird who supports the family should do!'
Little Raven: *proud*
"You two Aces, hurry and make a move!"
Old Rothschild looked at the furious Golden Silkworm roaring at the Jargon Dragon King and directed the dragon to retreat.
What?
The pride of being a Dragon King?
That is unrelated. This Golden Silkworms is a Tier 9 beast, let the Tier 9 handle them.
His Dragontooth is just a poor little Tier 8 pet.
It's not suitable to act at this time.
The Flame Dragon who suddenly found himself flying in the front: "?"
The Flame Dragon's big eyes were filled with confusion and doubt.
'What's going on here?'
Clyde: "..."
"Alright then, leave it to us," Clyde sighed.
But Clyde knew, whether it was Asher or Old Rothschild, their tasks were already completed.
They were never the main force in dealing with the Tier 9 Golden Silkworm Queen.
He and Peter were.
Thinking of this, Clyde's gaze grew serious.
"Hold on tight, we're speeding up," Clyde didn't even turn his head as he spoke to Peter behind him.
Peter: "?"
Before Peter could respond, the Flame Dragon's speed suddenly jumped another level.
It shot toward the Golden Silkworm Queen without turning back.
Spinning, flipping, a full 360-degree spin in midair.
Peter: "!"
Peter was so shocked he couldn't even scream.
The main feature was that his body flew in the sky while his soul chased from behind.
"Flame Emperor, Magma Breath!", Clyde roared.
With scorching heat and a heavy stench brushing past him, Peter's body and soul finally rejoined, snapping out of his dazed state.
'Damn it!'
"Hahaha!", In battle, Clyde no longer looked like his usual gentle self, instead appearing outrageously wild.
His short hair was whipped wildly by the wind.
But those eyes were so bright, no one dared look directly at them.
"Peter!"
"You're not just planning to watch me do all the work, right?"
"Not that I mind!"
"Shut up, you damn show-off!", Peter yelled in embarrassment, "Giant Spirit Vine! Enhanced Pierce!"
WHOOSH!
A thick emerald vine, about as thick as half the Golden Silkworm Queen, shot forward like a jade arrow, targeting the core of the Queen.
"Hiss! OOH!"
The Golden Silkworm Queen roared even more furiously.
"And you shut up too," Peter yelled in disgust again, "If you know you've got bad breath, at least be mindful."
"Don't just open your mouth and stink everyone out, got it?"
"Thousand Vine Spear!"
Old Rothschild not far away: "..."
"That mouth really is…", Old Rothschild couldn't help but shake his head repeatedly in disbelief.
'Good thing he's not my kid.'
'Otherwise, three beatings a day won't be enough.'
Instead, Asher laughed, "What's wrong with that?"
"I think Mr. Peter makes a good point."
Hearing this, Old Rothschild turned toward Asher with a shocked and surprised face.
"You…", Old Rothschild hesitated, thought for a bit, then still couldn't help saying, "Don't you dare learn from him in this aspect."
"That mouth really is…", He shook his head again.
'Abstract. Hard to judge.'
If Asher really turned out like that, Old Rothschild thought his heart might just give out.
Asher: 'It won't get that bad.'
He believed in Old Rothschild's ability to handle stress.
Old Rothschild: '…Wow, thanks so much!'
'Appreciate you being so considerate of my old age.'
Asher smiled without saying anything.
He looked toward Peter and Clyde locked in battle with the Golden Silkworm Queen, along with their Tier 9 pets.
It's not that they didn't want to gang up.
But due to the environment and the uniqueness of the Golden Silkworm Queen, the fewer summoned beasts, the better.
Once there were too many, if they weren't strong enough, they might get caught by the Queen off guard. Better to keep it simple, manageable and suppressible.
Besides, having understood the Queen's earlier roar, Asher's gaze turned icy cold.
'What did it mean that it hadn't actively attacked humans, and humans are being unreasonable?'
Heh! As if the Golden Silkworm Queen didn't want to attack humans.
It's just that the time wasn't ripe.
Golden Silkworms preferred laying eggs inside warm-blooded creatures.
But most beasts' flesh was either cold or scalding hot.
Peter's Giant Spirit Vine and Clyde's Flame Dragon were great examples.
If not for the Queen's presence simplifying the eggs' environmental needs, Asher was certain. The Queen would've launched an all-out assault on human cities without hesitation.
And the only reason it hadn't yet was not for lack of desire, same reason again. The time wasn't ripe.
The swarm wasn't large enough.
The swarm wasn't strong enough.
Without certainty of overwhelming a city in one go, the Queen kept producing offspring, expanding the swarm's numbers.
Once the swarm reached a critical size, the Golden Silkworm Queen would definitely launch a beast tide against humanity.
Saying it hadn't attacked humans yet?
By the time it did, it would be too late.
The angrier the Queen got, the safer humanity would be.
Thinking this, Asher continued watching the direction where the Queen fought the Flame Dragon and Giant Spirit Vine.
The Queen was entangled.
The Solar True Fire still burned deeper into the nest.
"Hiss!"
"Hiss! OOOOOH!"
Other Tier 8 and 7 worms howled in rage, trying to call for their queen.
'Put out the fire!'
'The fire must be put out quickly!'
However, the Queen was entangled and couldn't split her focus.
Combined with the dual assault of the Flame Dragon and Giant Spirit Vine, she could barely take care of herself. Let alone her swarm.
The Tier 8 and 7 worms tried to save themselves, but too bad, though they weren't the main targets of the Solar True Fire, as long as they appeared along its burning path, there'd be no mercy.
Maybe not burned to death, but even Tier 8 and 7 were scorched to near madness, unbearably uncomfortable all over.
Tier 6 fared worse.
Of course, the most miserable were the Tier 5 and below worms. They were fine as long as they didn't show up. But the moment they did, trying to copy higher tiers and block the flames with their bodies—
Thanks, but no thank, Little Raven, already at peak Tier 6 strength, made it clear she wouldn't show mercy.
'Burn them all!'
'Also reduce a little trash while at it!'
Little Raven spit flames east.
Then spit flames west.
Specializing in setting mountains ablaze.
Spectators and residents of Branlow City saw this scene and, far from minding, would probably clap in approval.
"Flame Sovereign!", Just then, Clyde shouted and released another Flame Dragon.
Asher: "?"
"That's an Tier 8 Flame Dragon, probably the child of the Tier 9 one," Old Rothschild saw the second Flame Dragon and immediately guessed what Asher was thinking.
He turned and saw Asher's stunned expression and said with a smile.
Asher held back words.
'This really is… a don.'
'Ahem!'
Asher quickly shook off some strange associations from his mind.
After carefully observing for a while, Asher noticed that the coordination between the Tier 8 Flame Dragon and the Tier 9 Flame Dragon seemed to be extremely seamless?
"Is this some kind of special skill?", Asher rubbed his chin, "Mr. Clyde doesn't seem to have given any verbal command to that Tier 8 Flame Dragon, but..."
"But the coordination with the Tier 9 Flame Dragon is like two bodies of one mind, like avatars of each other, right?", Old Rothschild said knowingly.
Asher nodded.
"This is the reason why Clyde contracted with that Flame Dragon."
"The two Flame Dragons are blood-related, and by a twist of fate, they actually developed a kind of telepathic connection, a mind-link skill."
"When fighting alone, there's not much of a difference felt, but when the two pet beasts go into battle together...", Old Rothschild recalled the tag-team battle he once saw and couldn't help shaking his head.
To the opponents of the Flame Dragons, it was practically a crime against humanity.
Asher could already imagine that scene.
Other Beast Tamers' two pet beasts, when fighting as a pair, couldn't be said to be uncoordinated.
But compared with a Flame Dragon pair that shared blood ties and some sort of indescribable bloodline connection, the difference in synergy was on a whole different level, a whole different standard.
Losing to them might even make someone start questioning their life.
Wondering if their pet-raising skills were really that terrible.
Thinking about this, Asher couldn't help but shake his head.
'Tsk tsk tsk.'
'Even if I have the strength in the future, I should avoid fighting Clyde.'
What?
Are you saying Asher doubts he could ever become an Tier 8 Beast Tamer?
To that, Asher just wanted to let out a cold laugh.
Say what you will, but he still had that bit of confidence.
With that thought, Asher cast a hopeful glance at Little Raven.
Little Raven tilted its head.
"Chirp?"
'The Beastmaster's gaze toward the bird was kind of weird.'
'Probably not a big deal?'
'Mhm, not a big deal!'
Little Raven turned its head away. Though it didn't say anything, it simply didn't want to meet Asher's tiger-parent stare.
Having potential and strength was one thing. Being constantly urged by a parent-like figure behind you was a whole different matter.
Asher smiled, said nothing, and simply shifted his gaze back to the front, to Peter and Clyde, who were still fighting the Golden Silkworm Queen.
Clyde released his second Tier 8 Flame Dragon.
Peter also released his second, ah no, Asher glanced at the Swamp Monster still squirming behind him.
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