Black Dragon Code

Wait, four horns! ?

Blackia's pupils shrank. She remembered very clearly that her elder brother, Caesar Altorenzo Targaryen, had the same strange horns as Garon.

At that time, the number one black dragon among the three sons had not yet shown the characteristics of a real dragon. Apart from growing faster and stronger, the only thing that could attract attention were the four hard and sharp horns.

Now the terrifying monster in front of him seemed to be an enlarged version of Caesar with the horns on its head.

"Why don't you talk?"

At the same time, Caesar also noticed some abnormalities. Reasonably speaking, a normal young black dragon should not be so stupid to dare to run into the Black Wing Lair to die. Even the white dragon, which is almost a beast, knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

These two guys, shouldn't they...

Thinking about it, Caesar raised his upper body, stood on his hind legs, pinched the flesh on the backs of Gallon and Blackia with his two paws, one left and one right, and grabbed them both. Red eyes flashed and looked up and down.

Those two idiots were born a little later than myself, but they are still the same age. After all, they are still two juvenile dragons. Under normal circumstances, their body size should still be around six meters, so they won't grow into what they are now, right?

"woo woo"

The black dragons, each eight or nine meters in length, were picked up in front of Caesar like puppies, with their limbs dangling in the air, their wings flapping slightly, and their tails twisting wildly.

Blacksia whimpered twice, and didn't dare to speak directly, but winked at Garen, ready to let this stupid brother take the risk first.

Obviously, Garen also noticed the ferocious horns on the top of the monster in front of him, and tried to raise his head to look up. He hummed for a while, and finally asked after deliberation: "Al Torrenzo?"

Caesar made a move.

Really these two guys.

Are they all this big? He remembered that when the three-headed dragons parted, the two idiots were only three or four meters tall, but now their size has more than doubled, exceeding the size limit of a normal young black dragon.

Caesar let them loose and put them back on the ground, then stepped back a little and asked, "How did you get here?"

"No no."

Hear him say that,

Blackia's eyes lit up instantly, she didn't expect that the other party was really Caesar, the elder brother who parted ways.

This guy is so good at it!

She immediately took two steps forward, shortening the distance opened by Caesar, and ran up to hug the black dragon lord's thick and heavy hind legs: "Caesar, we have been looking for you."

The little female dragon drooled, her eyes flickered, and the image of the legendary weapon immediately appeared in her mind, wanting to take it for herself and swallow it.

But Garen was just the opposite at this time. The little dragon seemed to be frightened, with a dull and stupid expression on his face. While Blackia was attracting the attention of the monsters from the Black Wing clan, he quietly stepped back a little, his pupils Move side to side at a very slow speed, looking around.

Don't think that everything will be fine if you recognize your parents. Among the evil and violent five-color dragons, there are many cases of parents who once lived together turning their backs and refusing to recognize them. Among them, the powerful will even use the most cruel and violent methods to enslave the compatriots who lived together. Very common among colored dragons.

So even if the opponent is really Al Torenzo, I'm afraid it won't work. Before the giant dragon in front of him expresses his attitude, they are still very dangerous.

"Yeah?"

Hearing Blacksia's words, Caesar let out a series of laughter, but with irresistible force, he tore away the little female dragon who was hugging her hind legs and kept winking.

Caesar, who has lived with him for seven years, is very clear about Blacksia's temperament. His attitude is neither unfamiliar nor acquainted. Hogg, prepare some food and bring it up."

The sudden visit of the two stupid guys awakened some childhood memories of Caesar. He still had a lot of affection for his companions when he was weak, especially Garen, Caesar still wanted to befriend his younger brother.

Garen was very obedient before, and he obeyed his words. Even though he had to leave because of disagreements, he hesitated for a while, and still called him a brother. Caesar still remembered it.

As for Blackia...

Anyway, they are compatriots who have lived together for several years. No matter how you say it, you still have to treat them to a meal. As for how to deal with them next, it depends on the performance of these two guys.

Soon, exquisite food was served in the huge hall, and Caesar very naturally half-lyed into a velvet couch made of soft and expensive snow vulture feathers, which were imported from the south through the trade of the northern countries. It doesn't generate heat itself, and it also has a cooling effect, which can adjust the temperature to a comfortable and comfortable level.

Among the tens of thousands of races in Elradia, no one can compare to humans in terms of enjoyment.

But the two little dragons didn't get such good treatment, because they arrived suddenly, so Caesar didn't prepare seats for them, but as real dragons who are greedy and lazy, they don't pay much attention to this stuff, as long as they have something good to eat is enough up.

The Emerald Palace is filled with the smell of fresh fruits and barbecues. The Blackwing Lair does not produce fruits. These fresh delicacies are all from the northern countries and transported through the Kaji channel.

However, recently, the situation on the border of the Rhine has been unstable and slightly turbulent. Caesar has also restrained the shapeshifters. At the same time, he is trying to open up channels for the forest of elves, develop trade with good races, and construct fruit and food. , Mining Mithril deposits, etc.

The grilled meat served was not the meat of the Mamen lizards, but Caesar's favorite beef of Cape Bymes as always.

Now the herd of Baimes horn cattle in Mangye is the personal property of the black dragon lord, and no one is allowed to covet poaching, so under the condition that only supply to the black dragon lord, the three herds of Baimes horn cattle in Mangye can barely maintain the balance .

The troglodytes came up one by one, carrying huge oak barrels of wine. Since entering the green field and preparing to build the Blackwing Lair, Caesar's life has not changed much, but the quality of eating has greatly improved. Ascension, eating and drinking, to make up for his lack of eating and eating dirt in his childhood, and to make spiritual compensation.

Most of the real dragons don't care about eating etiquette while maintaining their original form, so after Caesar signaled them to be casual and took a bunch of grapes and ate them, the two little dragons immediately got angry.

But what the black dragon lord didn't consider was that the life preferences of normal black dragons are different from his. In fact, Blackia and Gallon don't like these, they are keen on scavenging; Corrosion of the food is a waste of Caesar's good intentions, but it is a pity that the horn beef is roasted so fragrant and oily.