His eyes flickered, subconsciously wanting to avoid or deny, but when he touched Redd's purple-gold eyes that seemed to see through everything,
And thinking that the other party had just saved his life (albeit with a little effort?), he swallowed the prevarication on his lips.
After a few seconds of silence, Daemon gritted his teeth and whispered, "... It... is Caraxes."
This answer was not completely unexpected by Redd, but it still made him raise his eyebrows. "Resurrected from the dead? Or...Caraxes was not really dead at that time?"
Daemon's face became even more ugly, as if he was recalling some past events that he didn't want to touch.
He glanced at "Caraxes" who was moaning in pain, and a trace of complicated and difficult-to-understand emotions flashed in his eyes, including regret and a hint of... fanaticism?
"No, Caraxes did... die at that time."
Daemon's voice was dry, "I... used some methods to forcibly preserve the last bit of its dragon soul.
But it was too badly injured and its original body could not recover.
So... I found something else, and combined with... someone's help, I allowed Caraxes's dragon soul to attach itself to it, and... gave birth to a new form."
He spoke vaguely, but the key information has been revealed:
Caraxes did not really die. Its dragon soul was retained, and through some special means, the current "dragon" with a mutated and more ferocious appearance was finally born.
"'Special means?" Redd grasped the key point keenly, "What is it? The remains of some... powerful magical creature? Or... a forbidden creation related to dragons?"
Daemon had a flash of vigilance and caution in his eyes, obviously unwilling to talk in depth. "That's not important."
He abruptly changed the subject, "The important thing is that Caraxes survived with a new attitude and became stronger!"
There was a kind of paranoid pride in his tone, as if the mutation and power of "Caraxes" were a symbol of some great achievement on his part.
Redd did not ask any further. He got the key information: Daemon possesses some kind of technology or knowledge that may involve dragon soul transfer, biological modification or forbidden resurrection.
This explains why he is so obsessed with Tormund's sea dragon - he may want to study, copy or even improve this technology.
This also makes his understanding and control of dragons perhaps deeper than they appear on the surface, and more... dangerous and unscrupulous.
"That's it." Redd nodded slightly and did not delve into it further, "'Caraxes' is indeed... different. I hope it can recover as soon as possible."
He turned his attention back to the sea in the distance that looked like a mythical battlefield.
King Ghidorah The battle with the serpentine beast has entered a fever pitch.
Gravity Beam is intertwined with the brute force collision and energy breath of the giant beast (the giant beast can also spit out some corrosive energy from its mouth), and the sea and sky are in chaos.
The waterspout was completely dispersed and turned into heavy rain pouring down from the sky.
Gray Gallows Island trembled in the aftermath, and more mountains collapsed.
Daemon also followed his gaze, his eyes filled with shock, fear, and a trace of hard-to-conceal... desire and jealousy for that level of power.
Whether it is King Ghidorah or the deep sea monster, their power far exceeds that of him and "Caraxes".
"Redd, what on earth is that monster? How did Tormund summon it?" Daemon couldn't help but ask, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.
Redd's eyes were deep. "Perhaps, he is an ancient 'resident' of this world who has been sleeping for a long time. Tormund... He may have come into contact with areas that we don't understand."
He already had more speculations in his mind.
Combined with this obviously mythical deep-sea behemoth, Stepstones and even the wider ocean depths,
I am afraid that there is a hidden ecosystem or civilization relics that is completely different from the civilization on land, and may even be older and more mysterious.
The escape of Tormund, the secret of Daemon, the appearance of the deep sea monster... The harvest of this trip to Stepstones far exceeded expectations.
The next situation will be more complicated and interesting.
Redd no longer paid attention to Daemon, and concentrated on connecting through thoughts, paying attention to the battle between King Ghidorah and the giant beast, and was always ready to deal with any variables that might arise.
Bloodstone Island trembled slightly in the aftermath of the battle between the two giant beasts, like a small boat that might capsize at any time in a storm.
Daemon, on the other hand, stood there, looking into the distance and then at his own dragon. His heart was filled with turmoil and an increasingly intense, morbid desire for power.
Caraxes was keenly aware of the strong murderous intention rising in Daemon's heart, and the chill seemed to penetrate the soul.
Its huge dragon mouth suddenly opened, revealing its sharp fangs, and it let out a deafening roar at Redd not far away!
He looks extremely irritable and unruly, and exudes a strong aggressive aura.
Daemon was shocked when he saw this, and quickly comforted Caraxes: "Calm down! Don't be impulsive!"
Although at this moment he wished he could immediately order Coraxio to rush forward and tear Redd apart, but when he remembered what the mysterious red-robed priest once said -
When neither the extremely powerful Dragonfire nor the weird and terrifying curse could easily kill the person in front of him, Daemon suppressed the impulsive thoughts in his heart.
Redd stood quietly, with a pair of deep purple eyes like the deep starry sky, making it difficult for people to peek into the secrets.
When he looked at Caraxes, an extremely cold light flashed across his eyes like lightning, accompanied by a low and hoarse voice:
"Better keep that stupid beast of yours under control! Otherwise there will be consequences!"
In fact, the reason why Redd was so bold and confident in keeping King Ghidorah away from him was precisely because he had absolute confidence in his own strength.
Over the years, the powerful power gained and shared through the special connection with King Ghidorah has been continuously integrated into his body, reshaping his originally fragile body bit by bit.
Although this change is relatively slow, as time goes by, Redd's physical fitness is improving at an alarming rate.
Now he seems to be just an ordinary human being, but the power hidden in his body is comparable to or even better than that of a giant dragon!
Not only that, after a long period of tempering, the skin has become as hard as a rock, and ordinary weapons cutting on it are like cutting on steel;
The self-healing ability after injury is also beyond imagination, and even if it is severely injured, it can quickly recover as before.
Such merciless words with no regard for the feelings of others made Daemon's face sink, and his heart surged with anger.
But when he turned his attention to King Ghidorah who was fighting fiercely in the distance, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.