Black Dragon Code

Caesar had a friendly negotiation with the visiting elf king and let the elf mission stay overnight.

But in the end, they still picked up the little guy.

This is the request of Luna's parents, Caesar is not easy to stop it, and he has no intention of stopping it. By this time, the black dragon no longer restricts the freedom of the little goblin. If the little guy wants to go home for a while, he can do so at any time.

Before leaving, Luna clung to his scales as always, crushing in the ears of the black dragon, nagging and whispering for a long time, and then reluctantly got off Caesar's neck, and at the same time promised him that at most one or two months, she will be back.

After all, the little guy didn't stay with the black dragon for a long time this time. After she came back last time, Caesar also entered a period of three years of deep sleep, and spent even less time together.

"It's okay, let's go."

In this regard, Caesar didn't have much sadness about parting, and could understand the family feelings of these kind creatures. Besides, the forest of elves is not far from Blackwing's Nest, and the two places can travel at any time. Luna's little emotions are a bit too heavy.

This time the elf king Garcia personally responded, so Caesar didn't have to worry about the little guy's safety and could let her go.

Afterwards, their majesty Yufeng also came to say goodbye to the black dragon lord. During the short one-day meeting, the two sides did not discuss anything, but Garcia had hidden worries about the powerful dragon king, so he proposed to Caesar. Some conceptual agreements such as harmonious coexistence, equality and mutual assistance have been drawn up.

Heilong didn't care too much about this, he dealt with it casually, and reached a weak verbal agreement with her.

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Seeing the elven envoys disappear from sight, Caesar turned his head and said to the leader of the flying dragon who had been following behind him as docile as a kitten: "Erha, go find that mage."

After Luna left, Caesar immediately took on the role of the black dragon lord. Thanks to the addition of the demilich Ren, many of his previous plans that could not be implemented due to the absence of spellcasters in the Blackwing Lair can finally be put on the agenda .

"At your service at any time, Your Majesty." The demi-lich arrived quickly, half-kneeling in front of the black dragon lord.

These days, it has studied the ecology of the Black Wing Clan and found that this place is indeed different. The legendary Dragon King is not only different from other real dragons in appearance, but also in thinking.

But all five-color dragons are unable to implement such strict class control in their own territory, even if some smart guys among them will come up with this idea,

It is also impossible to truly implement and maintain high-pressure standards.

This has something to do with their nature. With the laziness of the five-color dragons, they will never spend all their time keeping an eye on matters related to their dependents.

But in the Black Wing Clan, the creatures here strictly follow these systems, almost like human beings, which seems incredible to Ren.

It can be seen that the Black Dragon Emperor's ambitions are beyond imagination.

"Mage."

After the demilich had finished explaining the meeting etiquette, Caesar said, "If a real dragon's corpse is placed in front of you now, how would you deal with it?"

Ren was stunned for a moment, wondering why the Black Dragon Emperor would ask such a question, is it interested in necromancy? Or do you want to consider your own knowledge base?

"Necronomicon Dragon, Your Majesty."

Although he didn't understand, the demilich still replied: "If it is a dragon corpse that retains the essence of magic power, I will transform it into a necromantic dragon."

"You have this ability?"

Caesar was a little surprised. He remembered that the black knight once said to him: Necromancer dragons are the best way to use dead real dragons, and their value is much higher than that of corpse dragons. Big and eye-catching.

The movement mentioned here does not refer to the sounds and visions produced when creating undead dragons, but to say that high-level undead creatures like this may attract the attention of gods when they are first born, especially those who keep paying attention to the undead. The gods, there is a considerable possibility of detection.

"This requires the help of a few foreign objects and some sacrifices, but it's not difficult. I think it's okay." Ren said, the semi-lich is smart and sensitive. After the black dragon asked again, it immediately realized the crux of the matter and became excited .

In the hands of the Dragon King, it is very likely that he really holds a dragon corpse!

"No."

The crimson eyes sparkled, Caesar considered for a moment, but gave up this plan, and asked instead: "Is it possible to baptize with the dragon blood of the dead real dragon and endow other creatures with dragon veins?"

The necromantic dragon is indeed powerful. An old green dragon like Sylvia, once the transfer is successful, I am afraid that it will not be much weaker than before.

But regardless of the hidden dangers of hostility from gods and true dragons, the current Blackwing Lair does not need the supplement of cutting-edge combat power, and a Caesar is enough.

Its shortcoming lies in its own middle-level strength.

As time goes by, neither Garr, Hogg, nor Nero can keep up with the needs of power expansion. With the corpse dragon Anglamor alone on another line, these loyal clan leaders are the black ones. A true mainstay of Winged Nest.

Caesar can't do everything by himself, he wants to increase the middle and high-level power of the entire Black Wing clan.

"Can."

The demilich considered it for a moment, still nodded, and then added: "But there are many restrictions. First of all, it depends on the power of the true blood in the dead dragon's body, and also considers the ability of the endowed person. Choose the stronger endowed one. The bestower has higher requirements for the quality of the blood of the true dragon."

"The leader of the dog devil, have you seen it?" Caesar mentioned a more representative clan leader.

"I've seen it."

"What kind of dragon blood does it need?"

"Bargods, they have the blood of purgatory themselves, if you want to give them dragon veins."

Ren thought for a while and said earnestly: "At least the true blood of a mature dragon is needed. If it is a red dragon, it may be more compatible with them."

"Yeah?"

Caesar grinned and said, "It seems that your answer is enough to satisfy me, Mage." The black dragon was a little worried at first, for fear that Sylvia's true blood would not be enough to supply, but now it seems that there is more than enough.

He didn't even think about it, an old dragon was already very rare and powerful in Elradia.

"It is an honor to serve you, Your Majesty."

Ren humbly said that the longer he spends with the Black Dragon Emperor, the more powerful he will feel, which also makes the demilich become more cautious.

"Follow me, mage." Caesar turned his head, his tail turned in an arc, and he started to walk back.

The Black Dragon Treasure House is located in the deepest part of the Emerald Palace, and the passage is extremely wide.

The light and shadow moved, and the translucent walls reflected the huge black dragon and the tiny mage. On the left and right, there were continuous stone pillars in pairs, extending to the depths of the palace.

Different from the extreme heat in the north, it was always cold in the Emerald Palace. On the way, the Black Dragon Emperor didn't speak again, and Ren didn't ask any questions, and followed him silently until the end.

"Squeaky" Caesar opened the door of the treasury.

This place is actually not much smaller than the hall of the Emerald Palace. It is full of piles of gold, silver and precious stones, as well as magical objects displayed on crystal containers, as well as some murals and handicrafts that are spread out, which seem to be equally valuable. Fei, from the hands of famous masters.

"Don't look, Ryan Shamir."

Ren warned himself, forcibly suppressing the emotional fluctuations of the fire of the soul, lowered his eyebrows, and did not look at the dazzling array of valuables.

You must know that all planes, all realms, no matter what kind of true dragons are, they are blind to their treasures, and any peeping eyes may lead to their thunderous fury and an extremely tragic end.

Ryan had to be cautious.

Caesar looked back at the demilich, his dark red vertical eyes were shining, expressionless, and repeated: "Mage, follow me." The black dragon continued to walk deep into the treasure house.