Black Dragon Code

Right now, Caesar has become a source of terrifying energy, and the power driven by nuclear fusion is rushing through his muscles and blood vessels, which also indirectly triggers some kind of change. The abundant energy pushes up the upper limit of the black dragon's soul. If you check the magic, you can find that Caesar's soul is much brighter and tougher than ordinary real dragons.

It is no exaggeration to say that this black dragon has broken away from the realm of mortal things, and has taken a steady and solid step towards the realm of God, and this is just the beginning...

Caesar opened his eyes and soon realized that something was wrong with him.

As a very defensive dragon, the expansion of the territory and the increase of dependents did not make the black dragon lose its vigilance, and after having the hunting instinct, Caesar was extremely sensitive to malicious eyes, so after a nap, Caesar was very Quickly realized that he was falling into malicious speculation.

Such feedback made him actively sink into a dark dream. At this moment, the surrounding area of ​​the miniature empire under the display case was completely shrouded in fog, and it was still invading towards the center, gradually submerging the border of the Blackwing Empire.

After realizing this, Caesar ordered the team of spellcasters to go to the Tower of Arcane and turn on the active detection mode. However, the wizard's eye projected by the Tower of Arcane could not cross the border of the empire at all. shrouded in potential power.

Caesar tried to fly to the border, and then used psychic energy to scan. Although the psychic survey had made some breakthroughs, it was still pitch black after a certain distance, unable to completely penetrate the blockade from outside the border.

This is not good news, and Caesar is aware of the threat.

To be honest, the black dragon has restrained enough during this time, and has not taken the initiative to provoke any party in the mainland. What he has done is completely like a harmonious ruler, but some guys hiding in the dark don't seem to want him to have such an easy life.

The black dragon was quite dissatisfied and found the leader of the manticore who was in charge of the outer detection and defense.

For an empire, border defense and intelligence control are essential. The Dark Manticore tribe has been shouldering this task, and there have been no problems until now. However, until now, they don't even know who the hidden enemy is. Never found out.

Even until the moment before the Black Dragon Emperor summoned it for questioning, the manticore leader didn't notice any abnormality on the border.

It has to be said that the other party has successfully concealed themselves, and the Dark Manticores have limited abilities after all. They do not have the ability to monitor the hidden blockade without supernatural abilities. However, after receiving the order of the Black Dragon Emperor, the manticore group dispatched a thousand Ethnic groups spread out from the southern border of the empire, and surveillance was deployed in farther places, and patrols continued day and night.

A week passed quickly,

There is only boundless and boundless wilderness outside the Northland, and the calm and calm outside seems to be a false alarm. Every manticore sent out has returned safely, even though some of them have been explored very far.

But such a result does not make Caesar relax, because the fog on the border in the black dream is real, and it is also a fact that the caster's survey is blocked, and Caesar's judgment is not flawed.

The current problem is that there are too few detectives and the border of the empire is too long. Even if the entire manticore group is sent out, it is impossible to cover everything. Therefore, in order to strengthen the ability to defend against the outside world, Caesar sent Angramo and her undead army He was transferred back, released to all directions of the empire, and set up heavy surveillance.

Although the starting point of ordinary undead is too low, it is easy to be wiped out in an instant when facing powerful creatures, but their advantage lies in their large number, and they can rely on soul communication to directly pass to the upper-level undead to share their vision. Angramo doesn't even need to leave the king With the family, you can control this sophisticated and efficient investigation system.

It is unrealistic to take the initiative to attack without knowing who the opponent is and how powerful it is, and the guy who dares to attack the Black Wing Empire now is definitely not weak. Caesar guessed that the opponent is probably the five-color dragon. Help the guy who is not afraid of death.

Unbeknownst to the black dragon, his enemies are finally coming together.

...

Aobo walked into a tavern, and the hot and humid smell mixed with the aroma of wine rushed over his face.

Under the dim light, the men took off their shirts, showing their backs dripping with sweat, sitting by the wine cabinet at the waiter counter, pouring cups of inferior beer into their mouths, chatting and laughing loudly with their companions, and the bloated maid interspersed Between the wine tables, fill the glasses for the guests.

He looked around for a while, and soon found his target, a thin young man sitting in an inconspicuous corner, with a rusty dagger on the stool.

After a quick glance, Aobo approached the bar, first ordered a glass of cheap beer, and tasted the unique bitterness of Beidi bad wine without haste, to see if anyone was secretly staring at this young man.

He was very satisfied with the ending. Although there were occasional people who glanced at the corners, most of them were unintentional. Only the burly man with the loudest chatter on the central table would observe the movements in the corner through the crack of drinking.

The two joined hands and divided the work to take care of them. This was the characteristic described in the letter sent to him before, and it matched with what Aobo saw now.

"Another glass." He called to the bartender, "Add ice."

"Sir, the price of cold beer is doubled." The bartender reminded.

Aobo threw out two copper coins: "Give me the coldest one."

Holding the wine glass with white mist rising, he walked towards the only empty table left, but before his butt touched the bench, the burly man who was shouting at the main table before took his place first: "Brother, This one is mine."

Aobo's face was a bit ugly, but after taking a look at the other person's muscles, he finally didn't want to cause trouble. He swallowed his breath and walked to another table, and said to the owner of this table, "Do you mind fighting for a seat?"

The young man in the corner raised his head and glanced at him: "Anything you want."

"Thanks."

Aobo smiled and sat down opposite him: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, this is the royal city, and there are black shirts and beasts everywhere."

"I thought you were all removed." The young man said angrily: "It seems that the above is right, and many of you have been buried. Now it's your turn to show."

"Let's talk, are you looking for information, looking for clues, or creating chaos, disrupting the audiovisual? Or destroying some important organization?"

"No, these methods are too low-level, and the higher-ups require you..." The young man revealed the dark eyes under the hood, and whispered two words: "Assassination."

"This...is not within our capabilities, it's too difficult."

Aobo shook his head: "Everyone is very clear, not to mention it, even the clan leaders under it are not something we can move. If we send more powerful people in, it will be easy to be discovered."

"Of course I won't let you do impossible tasks." The young man shook his finger and said, "The target is a little goblin who has no ability to protect himself, it's just that he has some magical things on him."

"It sounds easier."

Aobo sat upright, showing a little thought: "Where is it?"

"Deep in the Black Wing Royal Court."

The young man said, watching Aobo's sudden change of expression, he immediately added: "Don't change your face in a hurry, it is indeed by that guy's side now, but it won't be there all the time."

"The Dragon Queen gave an oracle: Every once in a while, the forest goblins will transform and leave the Black Wing Royal Court, and go to the Elegy Tavern on the next street. That's your chance to do it."

"It's not easy in the Elegy Tavern." Obo smacked his lips and mused.

"It's not easy, so it's best to do it on the road."

The young man said: I don't know how many of you have not been picked off, but this is your only chance, if you can't do it, I believe your gods will not be satisfied. "

"Such a plan is beyond our God's imagination."

Obo sighed: "It's a shame to be in the company of you."

"Perhaps, as if we would like to stay with you humans." The young man shrugged: "But in this situation, we can only make things happen together, right?"