Those values maintain a synchronous growth of various data in a stable ratio. It is growing up. Although it is still some distance away from true adulthood, in Redd's view, this is only a matter of time.
One of the reasons why he is so obsessed with returning to Valyrian Peninsula is the environment here.
The remaining magic and earth-fire energy in this land was something he could not find a substitute of the same concentration anywhere else.
The energy flow brought out from deep underground by those still active volcanoes, coupled with the residual magic field that has been distorted and compressed after the doomsday catastrophe, constitute a natural cultivation environment that is extremely suitable for Demon Dragon.
Not to tame, not to guide, but to nourish.
King Ghidorah and the entire Demon Dragon legion need this environment for their bone growth, scale thickening, magic circulation and energy reserves.
In the ordinary Dragonstone environment, they can only advance at a slow speed, but here, their growth rate will be directly accelerated by the free energy in the environment.
After the system page was closed, Redd turned his attention again to the mountains and canyons in the distance.
The black mist has begun to spread, slowly pouring out from those low-lying places and cracks. At first, it was just a thin layer, like a dark gauze spread on the ground. When it was blown by the wind, it would occasionally rise in small puffs, and then fall back to the ground in the gaps where there was no wind.
After a few breaths, these thin mist began to thicken, and the color also transitioned from light gray to darker tones, showing a dark brown texture with vague flowing lines inside under the light of the volcano.
They are spreading along the direction of the terrain, pushing forward along the valley floors of canyons, slowly climbing along the bottoms of hillsides, and filling in the vacancies left by the land at night along all passable spaces.
Outlines began to appear in the black mist.
Those creatures that can barely recognize the characteristics of their original species during the day are undergoing changes visible to the naked eye after being exposed to the black mist.
When a snake with black tentacles growing out of its scales passed through an area of dense fog, its body changed from dark gray to a dark color closer to the ground. The tentacles under its scales stretched out.
Like tiny roots searching for something in the air, the muscles on both sides of the head are slowly expanding and contracting, as if they are adjusting the relative position between bones and muscles.
A scrawny wild wolf with rotten flesh bumps emerged from a the Rift. Its figure appeared more slender in the mist than during the day, the curvature of its waist was bent to an almost abnormal degree, and the dark tendons at the cracks in the fur slowly wriggled in the damaged areas of the skin.
It paused for a moment, turned its head and sniffed something in the air, and then started moving in a certain direction, the pace faster than observed during the day.
Further away, a tiger with cracked scalp and white eyes was moving along a dry river bed. Its body appeared larger in the mist than observed during the day. The bulging muscles on its shoulders visibly contracted and relaxed as it walked.
Every step was steady and even, and the blood vessels bulged out into irregular mesh patterns on the surface of the fur, which would squirm slightly every few seconds, as if there were tiny living things crawling under that layer of skin.
Not far away there is a twisted male lion, with almost all its hair falling off, revealing its gray-white skin. The lines of its spine show an unnatural arc when walking.
It seems that its vertebrae were rearranged at some point, making its walking posture flatter and closer to the ground than its normal counterpart.
In the sky, some vultures with wing bones protruding from the skin are circling. Their outlines appear irregular under the light of the volcano, and the edges of their wings are ragged, like old wounds that have been torn and healed repeatedly.
There are also some humanoid creatures crawling out of caves and underground the Rift. Their figures are even more difficult to capture in detail in the fog.
But Redd is able to identify some characteristics similar to humans from their movements - the upright walking posture, the direction of the shoulder blades, the natural swing range of the arms - and then quickly breaks off where those similarities touch the Rift, turning into a series of variations that cannot be explained by any known biological classification.
They began to move on the land shrouded in black mist.
Some move forward alone, moving steadily in a fixed direction; some travel in groups of three or two, maintaining a distance that seems to be a tacit understanding from a distance; and some faster and more sudden collisions occur at certain encounters.
It was like two beings who were originally moving separately suddenly changed their routes at the same time and moved closer to each other. Then all sounds were covered by the distant sound of waves and the low roar of volcanoes.
Those beings began to approach and test each other, and after a slow and tense initial contact, they quickly turned to a more decisive confrontation.
Leaving some vague outlines and body movements in the mist, they then separated or maintained a confrontational posture, waiting for the next opportunity to move.
The camp at this moment showed the usefulness of fortification.
Although the earth walls that started construction on the day of landing were only more than one meter high, they formed a continuous barrier along the edge of the camp. They were made of rammed clay mixed with gravel and volcanic ash. Although the surface was rough, it was thick enough.
Outside the wall is a trench about three meters wide and two meters deep. A complete circle is dug along the direction of the earth wall, leaving only a passage entrance slightly higher than the ground on the side facing the sea.
The soil at the bottom and sides of the trench is tamped, and after the excavation is completed, it is dried over the surface with fire to make the inner wall less likely to collapse.
Extending five meters from the edge of the trench, there was a fire at regular intervals. In the fires were piles of dried grass, soaked hardwood, and a few pieces of minerals that could burn thicker smoke. The flames burned steadily in the night wind, illuminating an area inside and outside the trench.
A torch was inserted every one meter on the earthen wall, and the firelight formed a continuous strip of light on one side of the wall, allowing the sentry standing behind the earthen wall to see clearly most of the area near the trench outside the wall.
Every other wall section, there is a simple wooden tower more than seven meters high. The wooden structure is fixed with thick hemp ropes and iron nails. There are protective fences around the top platform of the tower. Two archers stand on the platform and can observe the changes in the ground in farther areas across the earth walls and trenches.
The area of the camp is much larger than the space used purely for living, and it is designed for long-term stays.
Relying on the cliffs and hills on the seaside, it takes advantage of the natural shielding brought by the terrain in its defense - there is no need to build a wall on the cliff side, the rocks at the entrance of the bay prevent ships from approaching the camp from the side, and the hills provide the Demon Dragon Legion with a position that can take off at any time.
Those Demon Dragon are currently settling on the leeward side of the hill, spreading out along the slope. Some are lying down and resting, and some are looking into the distance with their heads held high.
All Demon Dragon are under the command of King Ghidorah and remain ready to take off at any time.
King Ghidorah, who has the ability of Group Control, has completely become the leader of this Demon Dragon army. It does not need to issue any visible orders.
Those sub-adult dragons will automatically adjust their position and posture, forming an invisible network centered on the hill that can be stretched in any direction at any time.