Global Beast Mastery: Only I Can See the Hints

In the long and wide canyon, a strong wind swept through, raising clouds of dust.

The dark mass of [Bloodthirsty Alloy Ants] stood like soldiers, countless pairs of eyes fixed intently on Alyssa, Dante, and the others, who were surrounded.

Silence hung in the air.

In response to Mountain Rabbit and Dante's questions, Charles remained silent, for him, the time was not right. To learn their destination, which was also where Drake was located, he needed to apply sufficient pressure on them.

Alyssa gazed up at Charles, who stood on the head of the [[Alloy Ant Queen]], towering over everyone. Her eyes were somewhat blurred by the swirling sand and dust, making it difficult to see Charles's expression clearly.

Amidst the howling wind,

Alyssa slowly spoke to Charles, saying, "We actually have no enmity between us. Now that we're out of danger, why not let us go?"

Charles still did not respond.

Dante, Asher, and Mountain Rabbit nervously stared at the [[Alloy Ant Queen]] beneath Charles, fearing that it might suddenly let out a roar and command the surrounding ant swarm to attack them.

Finally,

just as their anxiety reached a peak, Charles's calm voice broke through the swirling dust and wind, reaching their ears.

"No enmity? Your initial plan was to use me as bait to increase your chances of breaking through."

Alyssa furrowed her brow, a twinge of regret washing over her.

If she had known that Charles could reach this level of power, she would have sought out other teammates back in the tavern in the small town.

If that had been the case, they wouldn't have found themselves in this predicament.

Quickly, Alyssa realized that if it weren't for Charles, they would likely have already become food in the bellies of the [Bloodthirsty Alloy Ants].

Sighing, Alyssa looked toward the end of the canyon, then withdrew her gaze and replied in a very low tone:

"Charles, I admit that I had such plans, but nothing ever came of it. If it weren't for our help, you wouldn't have been able to control the [[Alloy Ant Queen]] so easily."

Dante watched Alyssa's subdued demeanor and quietly clenched his fists. He shifted his gaze to the towering Charles and spoke up:

"Charles, you've been hiding your strength from the very beginning. You're a Level 5 Beast Master pretending to be a Level 3 Beast Master! You've been deceiving us all along!"

Charles's gaze was sharp. He shook his head and said in a low voice:

"I never claimed to be a Level 3 Beast Master, and I am not a Level 5 Beast Master either. All of this is your own assumption."

"Not a Level 3 Beast Master, nor a Level 5 Beast Master. Could you be a Level 4 Beast Master? Or are you actually a Level 6 Beast Master, just one mystical beast short of summoning?" Dante shouted, his fists tightening.

Faced with such a question, Charles nodded and replied, "That's right, I am a Level 4 Beast Master."

"Charles, our lives are in your hands. At this point, don't you want to share some truths? You've summoned five mystical beasts! And your name could very well be fake!" Dante expressed his disbelief.

Whether Charles was a Level 4 or a Level 6 Beast Master, he couldn't accept it!

The former meant that Charles was at the same level of power as he was but had managed to control the Alloy Ant Queen.

If the latter possibility were true, that Charles was indeed a Level 6 Beast Master, that would be utterly surreal. A Level 6 Beast Master at just eighteen years old? No one would believe it!

"Wait a minute, Charles, a Level 4 Beast Master? I think I've heard of that!" Mountain Rabbit seemed to recall something, his eyes widening in shock as he continued:

"There's someone named Charles in Genosha Calivia, also a Level 4 Beast Master, who has contracted two platinum-quality mystical beasts, one emerald-quality mystical beast, and one diamond-quality mystical beast! Could it be that you are really that Charles?"

Upon hearing Mountain Rabbit's words,

Dante and Asher hurriedly looked at him, both asking in unison, "A Level 4 Beast Master? A diamond-quality mystical beast? Is that for real?"

Only Alyssa remained relatively calm. What had just happened had confirmed that Charles's mystical beasts were anything but ordinary.

If Charles was indeed a Level 4 Beast Master, then one of the five mystical beasts he initially summoned must have been a fake, a clever ruse!

Moreover, the last mystical beast, radiating golden light, had actually burrowed into the [[Alloy Ant Queen]]'s body and successfully made her obey Charles's commands!

Such a thing, let alone having seen it, would be too far-fetched even for a movie.

"That's right, I am Charles. I didn't expect you to have heard of my name." Charles nodded, glancing at Mountain Rabbit with some surprise.

He truly hadn't anticipated that someone in the Golden Mountain Range would know of his existence.

"Emerald-quality and diamond-quality mystical beasts? Impossible! How could a Level 4 Beast Master contract such high-quality mystical beasts? Even a typical Level 6 Beast Master would find it impressive to contract an emerald-quality mystical beast." Dante muttered, as if struck by a blow.

Mountain Rabbit completely ignored him and continued to look at Charles, saying, "I remembered! There were reports online saying that you created your own combat techniques, which caused quite a stir throughout Genosha Calivia!"

"What! Created combat techniques?" Asher, who had been mostly silent, couldn't hold back any longer.

He momentarily forgot the current dangerous situation and shouted out!

"You must have seen some fake news! The difficulty of creating your own combat techniques is far higher than contracting emerald-quality or diamond-quality mystical beasts! High-quality mystical beasts can be contracted through family influence, but creating your own combat techniques relies solely on personal insight. There are hardly any people in the Abyssal Depths who can accomplish that!"

"Mountain Rabbit, do you just believe anything you see online?" Asher, who had been quiet throughout their journey, suddenly vented a lot of frustration.

He fixed his gaze on Mountain Rabbit, his face filled with skepticism!

If Charles had a powerful background in Genosha, perhaps as an apprentice to a high-level Beast Master, then it would be possible for him to contract high-quality mystical beasts!

Such things were not uncommon in the Stellar Empire, some youths with less talent often managed to contract high-quality mystical beasts due to their family influence.

However, emerald and diamond-quality mystical beasts are exceedingly rare, and when he heard Mountain Rabbit's words, he felt genuinely shocked.

Yet the idea of creating combat techniques was simply impossible!

An eighteen-year-old Level 4 Beast Master must have spent a significant amount of time practicing Beast Mastery. For an ordinary person to create their own combat techniques, the time and effort required are unimaginable!

"Right! It must all be fake. Perhaps the mystical beasts he contracted are just some rare ones mistakenly identified as emerald-quality or diamond-quality beasts." Dante hurriedly said.

Alyssa also felt a bit skeptical.

Mainly because it was hard to believe that such a young person could have created his own combat techniques, the likelihood was just too low.

Even the crown prince of the Stellar Empire, who had incredible talent and was now twenty years old, was still trying to create his own combat techniques without success.

How could a boy they randomly met in a tavern in a small town possibly be more talented than the crown prince of the Stellar Empire?

"It's not fake. There were many discussions online about it. Charles had even killed a Level 5 Beast Master when he was still a Level 3 Beast Master, and he successfully challenged the Reaper's Scythe!" Mountain Rabbit recalled more information about Charles.

Silence fell.

Alyssa, Dante, and Asher were plunged into complete silence.

The things Mountain Rabbit had just mentioned had a sliver of believability, but now he was talking utter nonsense!

A Level 3 Beast Master killing a Level 5 Beast Master? Was he dreaming?

Successfully challenging the Reaper's Scythe?

In the underground world of the Stellar Empire, no one had been able to complete that challenge for many years. One had to defeat seven ace Beast Masters from the underground world over seven consecutive days, without summoning mystical beasts and only using skills and equipment.

Alyssa was the first to disbelieve. She turned to look at Asher and Dante, both of whom were carefully selected Level 4 Beast Masters.

Their mystical beasts might not be of high quality, but their physical abilities were even stronger than those of an average Level 5 Beast Master!

It was precisely for this reason that the crown prince had instructed her to escort these two to the Golden Mountain Range to find Drake and complete his trial.

Faced with a Level 4 ace Beast Master from the Stellar Empire, Asher and Dante would undoubtedly secure a solid victory!

However, even so, they would be unable to complete the "Reaper's Scythe" challenge, as the difficulty was simply too high. Seven consecutive days of intense battles were something that ordinary people could not accomplish!

"Alyssa, do you think Charles knows this Mountain Rabbit? Maybe they're in cahoots, trying to make us believe everything they just said." Dante quietly voiced his thoughts.

"What would be the point of that?" Alyssa furrowed her brow, lost in thought.

"Is it possible that Charles and Mountain Rabbit are actually Drake's subordinates, testing our mentality?" Dante continued.

Upon hearing this, Alyssa was momentarily taken aback. Rather than believing Mountain Rabbit's claims, she found this suspicion to be more credible.

After all, the information about Charles was so shocking that it was hard to believe!

Soon, Alyssa dismissed this line of thought and replied, "How could Drake, an Level 8 Beast Master, possibly make all these preparations just for us? Is he that bored?"

While Alyssa and the others were deep in thought,

in a shadowy spot above the canyon, a magnificent figure stood silently, barely noticeable.