Black Dragon Code

The second door opened, the white mist was hazy in front of my eyes, and the turbulent air-conditioning rushed towards my face. Mobile terminal

But the sight of the demilich would not be affected by this. Through the gap between the black dragon's huge body and through the layers of cold smoke, Ren saw the inside.

A dragon, a dead dragon.

Sylvia was wrapped in solid ice, and still maintained the scene before she died. Her pupils were dilated and her expression was ferocious. There were several bloody holes in her waist and abdomen that were as thick as human thighs, which looked shocking. However, this is not the crux of its death. The real fatal injury is the neck, which is now showing a strange bend.

Caesar couldn't sense it, but the demilich was very aware of the powerful magic power contained in the old green dragon's body. Even though the dead real dragon was covered in ice, its former power was still rippling around.

Undoubtedly powerful.

Ren concluded that if the dragon had never fallen into eternal sleep, and he was by no means its opponent in the situation of facing each other alone, the fire of the soul would be annihilated and completely crushed.

But now, this green dragon can only be displayed in the treasure house of the Black Dragon Emperor for people to watch, and the dragon blood will be used to water the servants of the Dragon King.

"How about it, Mage."

Caesar rubbed his chin, the friction between the metals was frighteningly loud, he looked down at this magnificent and clean ice sculpture, and asked, "How many subordinates can this green dragon give dragon veins to?"

"It depends on your needs, Your Majesty."

The demilich said cautiously: "Dragon blood baptism is not a simple concept, and the dragon veins given are also divided into many specifications from incomplete to perfect."

"All are calculated based on the highest standard of dragon blood baptism."

"This... no more than ten people at most, Your Majesty the Emperor, and it is not just dragon blood that can complete such a complicated baptism, and many other auxiliary materials are needed." Ren said.

"enough."

Caesar thought, waving his huge right forelimb, not all clan leaders need to be promoted. Functional clans like wild boars, burrowers, and doppelgangers don't need such a baptism, which is a waste.

"Can it be used on undead creatures?" Caesar continued to ask.

Ren's eyes lit up quickly, and the fire of his soul was high. It thought that the Dragon King planned to bestow such a gift on himself,

However, this mood swing only appeared for a moment, and then the blue fire in the eye sockets returned to silence: "I'm afraid this is not possible, Your Majesty, undead creatures do not exist by relying on flesh and blood."

"indeed."

Caesar nodded, and then ordered: "You start to prepare. If you need any materials, go to Hogg to get them. It's the jackal man. He will solve it for you."

Of course, Hogg alone can't solve it, but as the current manager of Blackwing Lair, Caesar has given the leader of the gnolls the power to use the property of the treasury. Should not be difficult to solve.

"Follow your orders."

Ren nodded, and then retreated from the Emerald Palace under Caesar's signal.

Not long after the demilich left, the leader of the gnolls, Ma, came to see him. The black dragon thought that Hogg came for the baptism of dragon blood, but it turned out that was not the case.

"His Majesty."

Hogg came in, knelt down on one knee on the ground, and said to the black dragon lord who was on the high platform preparing to take a nap: "I think there is one thing that I should tell you now."

Caesar didn't reply, but looked carefully at the Jackal man.

Speaking of which, Hogg has been with him for ten years. If you look at the time concept of a real dragon, this period of time is extremely short, but for the wolf man, it is a very long period of time.

You must know that, as the lower species of Elradia, the wolf man has a strong reproductive ability and an exaggeratedly short growth cycle. At the same time, their lifespan is also very short.

Under normal circumstances, Gnolls over thirty-five had already lived a very long life.

Although Hogg is very talented, he is still physically strong and energetic, but he still cannot break through this boundary. Caesar can clearly see the traces of time left on him. The towering black mane on the back of the former wolf leader , which has now transformed into a mottled light gray.

His time is numbered.

"The dragon blood baptism must be carried out as soon as possible."

Caesar thought that the dragon veins would not only endow the clan leaders with great power, but also change their life attributes and transform them into longevity species.

The only shortcoming is that whether it is human beings or other strange beasts, they can only be baptized with dragon blood once and endowed with a dragon vein, and the dragon veins bestowed by a dead real dragon have no room for improvement, which means that since then, they The limit has been completely locked.

Therefore, Caesar did not count Luna.

Various thoughts passed through his mind, looking at Hogg who had been kneeling silently on one knee, Caesar took a while to recover, and then said: "Speak, what's the matter?"

"You must remember that three years ago, you asked me to keep an eye on a goblin, a troglodyte, and the wolf cubs who escorted them."

Hogg stated in a low voice, looked up at the curled up black dragon lord, saw Caesar nodded, and then continued: "Now, they have some problems."

"what is the problem?"

"During the time after you fell asleep, the living conditions of goblins and troglodytes remained the same, but they would slowly enter a state of talking to themselves. Later, they began to appear irritable intermittently. Up to now, they have Most of the time I was immersed in mania and madness."

"And in recent days, the wolf cubs who escorted them back then have also started talking to themselves one after another," Hogg said.

Hearing this, Caesar couldn't help raising his vigilance, stretched out his curled up body, and asked, "What are they talking to themselves?"

"In the long years, in the ancient waiting, even death will die." Hogg did not hesitate, and repeated the original words: "We will come again."

... After listening, Caesar tilted his head.

These words were logical and well-organized, and at the level of the troglodytes and goblins, it was impossible to say something in this style, and they were obviously influenced by other things.

How dare that dark existence be so blatant, not afraid of attracting the attention of the gods? Or are these guys not afraid of the gods at all?

At the beginning, Caesar didn't touch the eerie and grotesque figurine himself, but found two dead ghosts to destroy the thing with their hands. Now, as time went by, the vision gradually appeared.

It appears that planning for a rainy day three years ago was the right thing to do.

"Besides the spirit, do they have any other signs? For example, increased strength, drastic changes in the body, etc.

Caesar asked, except for the sudden whispers before, the black dragon has not been affected by any other so far, and it seems that he himself should have no tricks.

Hogg thought for a while and responded: "Not yet, Your Majesty."

"Okay."

Caesar scratched the armor on his chest: "Put these guys in cages and throw them into the dungeon, let the guards keep an eye on them, and let me know if there are any other abnormalities."

To be honest, he really didn't have any interest in these things. The black dragon was originally evil, so it wouldn't care about other more evil things.

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