Dominion of The Beast Masters

Chapter 285: Heart of Darkness



The event began from the moment Eratz and Kallistra initiated their last clash. Eratz could feel a shift inside him.

His body felt lighter, almost weightless, as though gravity had let go. Every move came naturally, flowing as if he were part of the air itself. For the first time, his mind felt faster than the chaos surrounding him.

He didn't just see everything, he felt it. Kallistra trembling before him, the dragons circling above, and beneath the ground, Star Eater, its void-like energy sluggish and disconnected.

Everything, every pulse, every presence, was alive in his senses. He could feel it all: the emotions, the energy.

The dragons were evenly matched, their power locked in a fragile balance, which kept Kallistra from fully controlling the light dragon's immense energy.

Meanwhile, Star Eater's energy felt dormant, almost frozen. Kallistra's hold was slipping. She was carrying too much power, the light dragon, Star Eater, and the effort to reshape the world.

The strain was tearing her apart. Maybe it was the pressure of a legendary beast? Or was it this moment when she used its power to change the world?

Something definitely broke the balance in her, and now she was self-destructing. Her body, already cracked and glowing, couldn't handle the forces she wielded.

Eratz's eyes flared with a glowing purple light, his heightened awareness sharpening every thought. The battlefield seemed to unfold before him like a map, each flaw in Kallistra's defenses laid bare.

He saw her energy unraveling, her strength crumbling. There was a path to victory. It wouldn't be easy, but he knew he could do it. He had to.

Back in the present moment, Kallistra clutched at her sides, her entire body trembling. The fractures on her skin glowed brighter, her glowing eyes, shifting between white and green, darted around in desperation.

Eratz stood tall, his body surrounded by an intense purple aura that flared outward like a storm. His gaze burned with intensity, and his voice cut through the chaos.

"This end now," he declared.

Eratz unleashed this new aura. The purple energy erupted like an explosion, surging upward in a massive wave. It lit up the battlefield with an eerie glow, the intensity shaking the very air.

Above, the black dragon's eyes flared brightly. Its massive form tensed as a similar purple energy glowed around it. Then, it let out a bone-chilling roar, a primal, echoing sound that seemed to pierce through the sky and the earth alike.

In other parts of the island, the beast masters rushing to evacuate the citizens stopped in their tracks. The roar pierced through the air, sending shivers down their spines.

Each one froze, their gazes instinctively drawn back toward the source of the terrifying sound. Fear tightened their expressions, and the weight of uncertainty pressed down on them.

Mercury, atop Zephyraquiel, murmured under her breath, her voice trembling.

"Eratz..." Her grip on the mane tightened as she stared into the distance, her heart pounding with worry.

Tamara stood nearby, her fiery aura flickering unevenly as her wide eyes shook with visible tension. She bit her lip, struggling to maintain her composure, but her trembling hands betrayed her.

Victoria's voice broke the silence, snapping her out of her daze.

"Tamara," Victoria called softly.

Tamara turned to her, their eyes meeting. The shared worry between them was unmistakable.

Neither spoke, but the silence was heavy with the unasked questions: "Who will stand at the end?" "What will be the fate of the loser?"

Meanwhile, near the shores, the citizens were being evacuated in a frantic but organized effort. World Star members worked tirelessly, guiding groups onto flying beasts or aquatic beasts that floated steadily on the water's surface.

The roar had reached them too, its echoing force causing the evacuees to glance back at the island, their faces pale with fear.

Under Star Eater's influence, the island itself seemed alive, trembling and shifting as though it were a living creature, and now on top of the beasts, it was easier to see this living horror.

The ground quaked and rippled unnaturally, threatening the buildings. The citizens clung tightly to their makeshift transports, their eyes wide with terror as they watched the island twist and shudder.

"What kind of monster can cause this?" Braun muttered, his voice barely audible over the chaos.

His brow furrowed deeply as he tightened his grip on the reins of his beast. Moses, standing beside him on a massive aquatic creature, glanced toward the trembling island, his face pale but composed.

"It looks like... the Star Crusher's work," he said quietly, his words heavy with disbelief. Braun turned to him sharply.

"The Star Crusher? If it is, then we'll need a big explanation from Ma'am when this is all over."

The two exchanged uneasy looks before turning their attention back to the task at hand. The citizens' safety was their priority, but the unsettling thought of what lay behind them lingered heavily in their minds.

Above, the skies continued to fracture, the light and shadow painting the horizon in chaotic patterns. Back on the battlefield, the chaotic roar of the black dragon subsided, leaving only the heavy silence of anticipation.

Its dark form ascended above the battlefield, wings stretching wide as its eyes burned with a deep, purple glow. The oppressive atmosphere shifted, focusing entirely on the purple sphere

below.

From the sphere, Eratz emerged. His purple aura now stabilized into a radiant yet ominous glow. His appearance had changed: his hair, now black as the void, was streaked with glowing purple lines that pulsed faintly across his body.

His red Ishtarian eyes gleamed now with a deep purple color. Kallistra trembled, her knees buckling as she stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

She clutched her arms tightly, her entire body shaking as she watched Eratz's transformation unfold before her.

Eratz slowly raised his hands, gazing at his palms as if seeing them for the first time. He flexed his fingers, feeling the raw energy coursing through him, then turned his gaze upward.

His eyes locked onto the black dragon hovering above, its massive form illuminated by the fractured sky. The world seemed to hold its breath as the two stared at each other.

[Name: Nythra

Affinity: Darkness

Rank: Legendary

Abilities: ----]

Eratz smiled softly, a serene expression amidst the chaos.

Despite all his training and newfound power, he realized with awe that he was still too weak

to see the full stats of a legendary beast like Nythra.

The vastness of the world stretched before him, reminding him of how much there was yet to learn and conquer.

Instead of frustration, the realization filled him with exhilaration. He liked it, this endless challenge, this infinite horizon.

He stared at Nythra, the embodiment of ambition and darkness, a legend made flesh. For a moment, the battlefield faded away.

It was just the two of them, connected by something far deeper than words. The dragon stared back, its piercing gaze unwavering.

Eratz could feel it, a deep connection that resonated through every fiber of his being. Their

hearts seemed to beat as one, their will entwined.

Nythra's immense presence felt neither hostile nor kind. It was assessing him, communicating without words, as though sharing a thousand thoughts at once.

Images flashed in Eratz's mind, moments of his past, his struggles, his victories, his darkest desires. He saw himself as he was at the beginning: a young man driven by vengeance and

ambition.

The first emotions that pushed him forward, the choices that led him here, all of it tied to the essence of the dragon before him. Eratz closed his eyes, taking a steady breath.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"It's no coincidence we're linked," he said quietly, his voice firm yet calm. "If everything I have now means that I'm evil, then I'll gladly embrace it."

Nythra didn't respond, not with words or sounds. But Eratz felt it, a deep pulse as if the

dragon's heartbeat echoed within him.

It was an acknowledgment, a silent agreement between two kindred spirits. Eratz opened his eyes, now glowing with renewed intensity.

He turned his gaze to Kallistra, who remained frozen, her body trembling under the weight of his aura. A faint smile played on his lips as he addressed her.

"Kallistra," he began, his tone steady but powerful. "I believe that not finishing an enemy

when you can is the biggest error," He raised his hand, purple energy spiraling around it. "But now I understand why you were so confident."

His aura erupted outward in a burst of energy, surging with unrelenting force. Nythra roared, a chilling sound that shook the battlefield and sent ripples of dread through the air.