This Beast-Tamer is a Little Strange

Chapter 911: Chapter 911-Full Circle Moment

“Huh…,” Kain muttered, staring ahead. “Talk about déjà vu. Because one sealed demigod in my lifetime clearly wasn’t enough.”

Bea hummed dryly from his shoulder. ’But this one seems to be quite a bit stronger and close to freeing its bonds.’ Bea said quite calmly despite the circumstances, ’Should this be considered progress? It’s like we reached a higher-level boss in the games that Jasper and Jasmine play.’

Kain wrinkled his brow, “Perhaps calling it a ’full circle moment’ is more accurate. Doesn’t this guy look familiar to you?” Then glanced back at Aegis.

The stone giant paused for a second, thinking, then his voice rumbled. “Master’s instincts are correct… this presence. It is the same as the fragment I once guarded. But stronger. Far stronger.”

Kain’s eyebrow lifted in even greater interest upon having his guess confirmed. “Any idea what made this particular demigod special enough to chop into pieces and seal in different relics around the planet?”

After all, Kain had seen other abyssal demigods before. Once, during the relic war in the historical relic back in his hometown. And again here, right outside of this fortress, there was at least one…maybe even more.

Kain almost felt bad for this abyssal dragon, clearly having been targeted by Amos and given ’special attention’…

Aegis shook his head. “I was created inside that relic. My purpose was singular: guard. If anything, my existence was similar to those pre-programmed beings within this relic. My entire existence was that relic and my duty. I remember very little before its construction. I do not know what this being was—or why it couldn’t just be killed or expelled from the planet like other abyssals…But he must have something special.”

“That’s comforting,” Kain muttered.

Only then did he look fully into the basin.

The ground had collapsed inward into a vast crater of cracked stone veined with pulsing black fissures. The air vibrated with a strange rhythm—like breath, or heartbeats, or two worlds grinding together.

And at the very heart of it all—

The dragon.

Or what was left of it.

Its titanic body was half-translucent now, the scales like smoke, the wings fraying into ribbons of fractured light. Chains composed of sigils more than any ore—now powerfully resisting the escape attempt, but flickering—pierced its limbs, but the dragon barely seemed to feel them anymore. Its enormous form pulsed, dimming and brightening in cycles, like a lantern about to extinguish.

Directly in front of the beast floated the boy.

Suspended in a cocoon of semi-liquid black essence that rippled like oil catching moonlight, the boy hung limp, eyes closed, body curled in on itself. But from him radiated an aura so immense it bent the surrounding space. Vibration hummed through the cracked basin floor with every slow pulse of that cocoon.

Kain’s teeth clenched.

“That aura… it isn’t his,” Kain said, voice low. “The dragon’s body is almost gone. It’s shifting its consciousness and as much of its power as it can into him—the kid’s being used as an escape route.”

Kain thought of some cultivation books he’d read in his past life. Is this kid so unlucky as to be the protagonist of the classic ’body snatching’ plot?!

Bea’s tone turned thoughtful upon reading his thoughts. “Actually, I sense a strange resonance between the boy and the imprisoned demigod. Rather than an imperfect possession, taking advantage of the first body it could contact, this feels more like…a forced reincarnation. The fit between the body and soul is surprisingly high. Almost as if his body was built to house the dragon’s mind, only it is far too weak for the dragon, even after full transfer, to exert much of its power.”

This is the crux of why Kain and the group were so calm, even while witnessing this ’jailbreak’ attempt. Limited by the weakness of the boy’s body, the dragon couldn’t exert its true might. Moreover, the ’chains’ currently binding the dragon aren’t physical. Rather they seem to be more a manifestation of fate, sigils, and some long-lost powerful ancient technique.

According to the retired ’prison warden’ Aegis, based on some remaining information in faded memories, the dragon’s escape attempt likely has to do with it escaping its ’fate’ as a prisoner.

Transporting to the boy’s body can cover up the dragon’s ’fate’, but if he were to leave his body before exiting the relic, those chains of sigils would likely just reform around him due to tracking his ’fate’.

It was a perfect plan. One that had been set into motion by the abyssal many years ago.

But there was one downside to this method…well not for the dragon, but for the boy he was going to ’reincarnate’ into…

’Kain—listen. If this completes, the boy dies. His consciousness won’t survive a full demigod reincarnation. It’ll be overwritten entirely.’ Bea affirmed his guess.

That—more than the dragon, more than the relic’s corruption, more than whatever ancient monstrosity this demigod fragment once was—made Kain move and stop waiting for the dragon to finish its ’rebirth’.

His aura flared with violet energy, cracking the stone beneath his boots as he launched forward.

Aegis reached out a stone hand as if to stop him. Queen tensed, wings drawn tight against her back.

But Kain was already there—

He slammed his palm against the black surface of the cocoon.

A shockwave blasted outward.

The impact hurled him across the basin like a ragdoll. He skidded through fractured stone, trenching pathways before twisting upright mid-slide.

Bea hissed into his mind. ’Meat head! I didn’t say to try and stop it like that! Although weakened, it’s still a full demigod! You can’t brute force it.’

Kain wiped blood from his lip and glared at the pulsating cocoon. “Then we won’t brute force it.”

His fingers curled.

“We go around it.”

Bea hesitated. “Kain… what are you thinking?”

He pointed at the cocoon. “Use the Empty Throne Effect.”

Bea froze, horrified at the prospect of using the skill that would open a solid channel for her true body into the target’s mind and also give her greater control over said mind.

She usually only reserved such ’special treatment’ for truly powerful opponent who a split couldn’t normally control.

The only issue is…Bea did not dare contest with a demigod in its mindscape, even if it seems weakened.