Beast Hack: Customizing Beasts and Capturing Beauties-Chapter 301: Shocking SS-Rank Bill!

Varen and Sallos walked side by side, making their way to the large back hall of Beast Castle's main store.

The room was massive, built specifically for storing and inspecting high-rank beasts before auctioning them off.

Inside, a group of rugged hunters stood waiting, their armor scratched, their weapons still stained with fresh beast blood.

Sallos gestured toward them.

"This is the hunter group I hired to catch the SS-Rank beast."

Varen's eyes scanned the men before him, noting the confidence in their posture.

And most importantly—the large, sealed cage at the center of the hall.

His smirk widened as he stepped forward.

"I see…"

He folded his arms, his presence commanding the room.

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"Nice to meet you."

The leader of the hunter group, a grizzled man with a scar over his left eye, nodded respectfully.

"Director Varen, it's an honor."

Varen's gaze flickered toward the cage, his anticipation rising.

"Now then… let's see what you've brought me."

The leader of the hunter group motioned toward the massive cage in the center of the hall.

"Here it is, Director Varen. The SS-Rank beast we captured for your auction."

The hunter group began to unseal the cage for Varen and Sallos to see.

Their eyes narrowed as they gazed at the colossal warhorse inside the reinforced steel cage.

The Titanhoof.

Its body was covered in rock armor, its hooves radiating an earthen aura, each step causing the ground to tremble faintly.

Sallos let out a low whistle.

"A Titanhoof, huh? An SS-Rank warhorse… I can see why this would be a prize."

Varen smirked slightly, admiring the beast's sheer presence and power.

But then—

The hunter leader pulled out a scroll, handing it to Varen.

"Here's the bill, Director. The full cost of capturing the Titanhoof."

Varen raised his eyebrow, unfolding the document with practiced ease.

But the moment his eyes landed on the total cost…

His smirk disappeared.

"What?!"

He frowned deeply, his eyes flickering with disbelief.

"This price… is as expensive as five SS-Rank beast cores!"

Sallos, standing beside him, leaned in to check the amount, his own expression darkening.

The hunters, however, remained unfazed, their leader crossing his arms.

"Director, you have to understand."

His tone was firm, carrying a trace of annoyance.

"It's one thing to kill an SS-Rank beast. But capturing one? That's an entirely different challenge."

Another hunter spoke up, scowling.

"Damn thing nearly wiped out half our team. We had to use specialized traps, endurance-based combat, and a ridiculous amount of resources just to weaken it."

Another one grumbled.

"Honestly, it would've been easier to just kill it and sell its core."

Varen's frown deepened.

"Tch… So that's why the cost is so absurd."

The hunter leader nodded.

"SS-Rank beasts aren't meant to be captured alive. That's why your request cost so much."

Silence settled in the room as Varen mulled over his options.

He had no choice.

If he refused to pay, the beast would be theirs to sell elsewhere.

If he paid, it would eat up a massive amount of resources.

His jaw clenched slightly.

Then, with visible reluctance, he finally exhaled sharply.

"Fine."

He pulled out a golden crest, authorizing the transaction.

"You'll get your payment."

The hunters smirked, clearly satisfied.

"Pleasure doing business, Director."

As they finalized the transaction, Varen's expression darkened.

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Liora moved swiftly through the wasteland, scanning the area.

The place was eerily silent, the remnants of a once-thriving city now reduced to ruins.

Tall warning signs stood at the edges of broken structures, rusted but still visible.

"Danger Zone – High-Rank Beasts Detected"

Liora smirked, ignoring the warnings as she continued forward.

"A place like this… abandoned and forgotten…"

She cracked her knuckles, her eyes glinting.

"This must be where the real monsters hide."

For nearly five hours, she hunted, searching for something worthy of capture.

And then—

A heavy tremor shook the ground.

Liora stopped in her tracks, eyes snapping toward the source of the movement.

Then, she saw it.

A colossal beast, towering over 20 meters, standing in the middle of the wasteland.

Its obsidian-black scales glistened under the sunlight, streaked with magma-filled veins.

It looked almost like a T-Rex from the internet, but larger, deadlier, and far more terrifying.

Its clawed feet dug into the cracked earth, molten energy dripping from its fangs as it exhaled smoke from its nostrils.

A true SS-Rank predator.

Liora's smirk widened, an excitement sparking in her eyes.

"Heh… Now, this is a good one."

She rolled her shoulders, stretching her arms.

"A beast like this… if I catch it, Master will be pleased."

She took a step forward, the heat in the air rising as the beast locked eyes with her.

It let out a low, rumbling growl, sensing a challenger.

Liora grinned. "Leon."

Suddenly, her clothing shifted, the fabric melting into silver flames as Leon materialized in his lion form.

The Silver Sun War Beast landed beside her, his body encased in radiant silver armor.

Liora placed a hand on his back, her grin never fading.

"Let's show this thing what true power looks like."

Leon lowered his stance, his silver flames intensifying, his entire body radiating overwhelming heat.

But before she engaged, Liora suddenly remembered her new ability.

She focused on the massive beast before her, activating the Status Perception Ability.

A holographic-like screen appeared in her vision, revealing the stats of her opponent.

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[Name: Dreadmaw]

[Species: Abyssal Tyrant Beast]

[Rank: Sovereign-Tier]

[Element: Fire, Earth]

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[Stats:]

[Str: SS]

[Vit: SS]

[Agi: S]

[Int: S]

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[Abilities:]

[Magma Maw – Dreadmaw's bite superheats upon impact, melting armor and flesh alike with volcanic heat.]

[Seismic Devastation – Stomps the ground, creating localized earthquakes and opening fissures of molten rock beneath its enemies.]

[Titanic Resilience – Its ultra-dense bone structure and magma-reinforced hide grant it immense durability, allowing it to endure siege-level attacks.]

[Cataclysmic Roar – Unleashes a wave of intense heat and force, burning away projectiles and staggering enemies caught in the shockwave.]

[Wrathborn Instinct – The more it fights, the stronger and more relentless it becomes, its rage fueling its raw destructive power.]

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Liora's smirk slightly faltered, her brows furrowing.

"Damn…"

Her eyes scanned through the stats again, her mind processing the information.

"It's way stronger than Vorafang."

She clenched her fists.

"SS-Rank Strength and Vitality… meaning it hits like a mountain and takes hits like a fortress."

Her gaze lingered on its Wrathborn Instinct.

"The more it fights, the stronger it gets? That's a damn problem."

She exhaled sharply, then chuckled, shaking her head.

"But I believe in you, Leon."

She ran her fingers through his flaming mane, feeling the sheer heat of his new power.

"You've been reborn as a Divine Beast."

She stepped forward, cracking her knuckles.

"And I refuse to believe you can't take down this overgrown lizard."

Leon let out a ferocious roar, his entire form igniting, flames turning into blinding silver light.

Dreadmaw snarled, its obsidian-black scales glowing with magma, recognizing the threat before it.

Liora grinned. "Alright, you damn monster… let's see who burns hotter."

The battle for dominance in the wasteland had begun.