Black Dragon Code

"Um?"

Caesar stopped talking and turned to look at her. He didn't expect Blackia's reaction to the corpse dragon to be so intense.

No wonder, Hogg tried his best to remind himself not to make Necronomicon Dragons. Caesar only realized it after seeing the expressions of Blackia and Gallon.

The black dragon lord was deep in thought and hadn't responded yet, but Blackia's tone obviously annoyed Angramo. As an undead, it hated all living things, especially dragons. Besides, Blackia's tone was full of A dislike for the corpse dragon.

The bone dragon stared at the little female dragon, the fire of the soul in its eye sockets surged fiercely, and in an instant, countless rotten arms burst out from around Blackia, breaking through the ground and grabbing the little female dragon's body, pulling her Pulled away from Caesar's body, restrained in place.

Blacksia was still howling full of mourning.

Caesar ignored the little female dragon, turned to the silent Garen, and asked him, "You don't want to stay here?"

"Yes." Garen nodded foolishly, and returned to the state of obeying Caesar when he was a child.

At this point, are there any other options? he thinks.

"Well, this place is safe enough for you to develop stably until you reach adulthood."

Caesar nodded with satisfaction: "Of course, if you are strong enough, I'd be happy for you to appear in the earth world ahead of schedule."

After explaining to the Corpse Dragon, Angramo led Gallon and forcibly dragged Blackia away, Caesar was relieved and had no arrangements for the demilich, and prepared to take it back to the earth world.

Speaking of which, it is of course a good thing for two young real dragons to come to seek refuge, but the premise is to guard against some possible problems: the five-color dragons are violent, greedy and cruel, and the black dragon is the best among them, let alone Black Dragon. Shia, even Garen might not be able to change his nature.

If they were left in the Black Wing Lair, the two black dragons would not be able to settle down, and they would have endless greed for Caesar's wealth and desire to possess the Black Wing Clan's army all the time.

Caesar could even predict that if these two guys grew up in the Black Wing Lair, they would definitely use his name to interfere with the operation of the Black Wing Lair, trying to find ways to absorb the Black Wing Clan as their own family members, seize property, and control the army .

It has nothing to do with loyalty, it's nature, uncontrollable.

Therefore, there must be no other five-color dragons remaining in the Black Wing Lair,

Caesar would not have left himself such a disaster.

In this case, the realm of the undead became their best and inevitable destination.

There are neither treasures nor living things here. The greed and desire to conquer of the two black dragons are of no use here. The undead have an extremely strict class, and all undead creatures are loyal to Angramo They are also Caesar's loyalists, and the two little dragons can't try to get their hands on the authority of the realm of the undead.

At the same time, during this time, the corpse dragon will also teach Blackia well, telling her how to be an obedient dragon.

Caesar thought about it, and found that this arrangement was almost impeccable. It seems that the prospect of owning a sub-base is really bright. If he wants to accept and enslave more five-color dragons in the future and build the Dragonmaw clan, he intends to use the current method.

At that time, we have to find a way to increase Angramo's strength.

The black dragon lord was thinking about going back, and was about to leave the realm of the undead, when he heard the silent demilich Ren suddenly make a request to him: "Your Majesty, please allow me to stay here."

As a necromancer and a lich who failed to transform, its attitude is completely different from that of Blacksia. Ren has a heartfelt obsession with corpse dragons, black knights and other undead creatures.

Staying in this place and studying the ecology of the undead creature at the macro and micro levels will help it further break through in strength.

However, this proposal was flatly rejected by Caesar.

"no."

"Your Majesty!" Ren blurted out, his soul fluctuated strongly, and his voice was also high-pitched.

It is well aware of the power of the black dragon lord. Under normal circumstances, it would never dare to speak to the dragon king like this, but this time is different. This undead domain is of great significance to the demilich, and it can be called its home , is also the place that Ryan dreams of pursuing.

"It's simple, I don't trust you."

Caesar's voice was very calm, and there was a natural meaning in his words: "So you can't stay here."

As a black dragon with an alien soul, Caesar has a serious lack of trust in Aladea, a place of disorder. Even the mother of a black dragon can kill her own child. He really dare not overestimate the bottom line of other creatures in this world. .

Whether it is a good camp or an evil creature, if Caesar and others treat it, they are all vigilant and disbelieving.

Among his dependents, even the Stone Crow Clan and Hogg, gradually won the trust of the Black Dragon Lord after going through trials, and earned a high position in Blackwing Nest with loyalty and hard work.

As for an evil necromancer, it is almost impossible for Caesar to make the black dragon lord feel at ease with such a trivial matter as the baptism of dragon blood.

The demilich is very strong, even stronger than Angramo. Although Caesar has enough confidence to be fearless, if something happens, a series of troubles will be inevitable. He is too lazy to deal with it, and he does not intend to use it to torture Lei Grace's disposition.

The black dragon lord's words were very straightforward, and he didn't shy away from it, and he wasn't afraid to hurt the sensitive heart of the demilich.

In Elradia, especially among evil creatures, there has never been a legend that can be confided in a few words and lives alone. It is a dark opera of intrigue rather than fantasy full of romantic feelings. epic.

"I see."

Ren nodded, and a smile appeared on the face of half of the people. He understood the meaning of the Dragon King, and quickly figured out that he was not dissatisfied with the decision of the Black Dragon Lord. This rejection was natural and reasonable.

The lifespan of a demilich is no less than that of a dragon, so Ren is not worried. At least the Dragon King has not told him that he will never be allowed to set foot in this place. As long as he proves his loyalty and wins trust, he will have plenty of opportunities in the future.

At this point, Caesar returned to the Blackwing Lair with the demilich, ready to deal with the affairs of the earthly world.

A long time ago, Hogg, who was in charge of the elf forest, came back. After negotiating with the elf king, Garcia said that he would pay attention to Luna's affairs, and would comfort Mr. Diaroppe and Ms. Bai Lanwei, trying to persuade them Give up the freedom that restricts Miss Luna.

But so far, after delays and delays, there is still no progress there, and there is no follow-up feedback.

I'm really fed up with the efficiency of the guys in the forest of elves.

At this time, three months had passed since Luna left the Black Wing Lair, and the black dragon's mood was gradually becoming irritable, and he began to miss Luna's sparkling eyes frequently after eating sweets.

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Caesar has always maintained self-restraint, and has never spoken ill to the two little dragons from the beginning to the end, but someone has to play the black face and the villain. After some exchanges, Angramo understood what his father meant.

After the black dragon lord left, the Corpse Dragon followed Caesar's instructions to find a good place for the two little dragons, and divided them into an exclusive activity area for the black dragons, and then left them alone for the time being, so that the two young black dragons could first understand the difference and experience it for themselves Feel the environment of the undead realm.

Watching the corpse dragon and a group of undead knights leave, Blackia was stunned for a while, and then suddenly became furious. The emotions that she dared not vent to Caesar and the corpse dragon broke out in an instant.

"Garon, are you crazy!"

She jumped on Garen and pushed her brother's head into the ground: "Caesar obviously values ​​your opinion and asked you how you feel, but you still agreed to him! You are willing to stay here!"

"Well, I want to try..."

Garen struggled and said, "But it probably won't work."

"You idiot don't even try, how do you know it's useless!"

Blacksia jumped up and down, her voice was hoarse and sharp, and she roared continuously: "I will go crazy staying with a bone dragon! And do you know how dangerous it is here? That bone dragon is full of hatred for living dragons, Caesar is not here, Someday it will kill us alive."

"woo woo"

With his head buried in the soil, Garen said vaguely, "I will protect you."

"..."

Blacksia's expression froze for a moment, she stared at the young dragon who was under her body and couldn't break free, and then cursed: "Protect me! Look at your embarrassing appearance, when was it not me who protected you?" ?”

Although she was still cursing, the little female dragon finally stopped and stopped using force, allowing Garen to raise his head from the hard frozen ground.

"No, that skull dragon is called Father Altorenzo, and he listens to him very well."

Garen got up, stared blankly and analyzed: "It won't hurt us, and this place seems to be Al Torrenzo's territory, so we won't be in danger."

"You don't understand the same thinking as Bailong, you don't understand if I tell you."

Blacksia cursed twice again and turned her head away. The matter was a foregone conclusion. She seemed to have lost all her strength. She laid her neck flat on the ground and drooped her head: "I don't want to talk to you."

Garen giggled foolishly, and hurried up, taking advantage of Blacksia's inattention, stuck out his tongue and licked her neck, and then made an embarrassing sound like a pig whining.

"I think you really deserve a beating!" In the realm of the undead, the roar of the little female dragon sounded again. 8)