Black Dragon Code

At the end of the year, there was a rare snowfall in the Northland. Sparse snowflakes were flying in the air. The scene was rare and beautiful, but the cold wind blowing along the Rock Fortress was as cold and biting as the breath of the ice dragon in the legend. Even the indoor bonfire It was also trembling, and the flame cringed against the fireplace, making tiny crackling and crackling sounds.

In the blizzard, Nero and Erha returned to the Black Wing Royal Court. When they saw the black dragon, Caesar was replying to Gallon on the other side, teaching his younger brother how to rule according to the special situation of Veloster. , and at the same time asked Gallon to try his best to collect "dead iron", because if he wanted to recast the strong colony armor, the current inventory materials of the Black Wing Empire alone were not enough.

Ten or fifteen minutes later, Caesar put down his pen and handed the letter to the troglodytes at the side. Then he raised his head and looked at Nero and Erha who had been waiting silently.

"Your speed is very fast." Caesar said in admiration, "It is more efficient than I imagined."

"I'm sorry, my master." Hearing the black dragon's praise, the dog demon couldn't help shrinking his body, and said with some shame: "We didn't get what you asked for, and we disappointed you."

"Really?" Caesar asked in surprise. After the second degree of radiation enhancement, the combat effectiveness of Nero and Erha not only stood at the top of the material plane, but they were also among the best in the legendary field. Bringing the eyes back, the black dragon was a little surprised.

"You can't break through the defensive force there? Is the information the Lich gave me wrong?"

"No."

When the black dragon asked, Nero seemed even more ashamed: "We didn't encounter resistance from any creature, but there is a 'gate' at the end of the dimension pointed by the magic ball. We... can't crack that portal."

"Understood."

Caesar took a sip of tea, shook the tail that still existed after being transformed into a humanoid form, and did not continue to ask. The barghest and flying dragon are warriors, not spellcasters with rich knowledge. It's understandable that these two guys couldn't do anything about it.

After tidying up the obsidian tabletop, the black dragon stood up and took back the magic ball handed to Nero: "I'll go there myself."

...

There is nothing mysterious about the sealing place of the Eye of Gruumsh. It was located on the battlefield of the Battle of the Setting Sun, below the Ridge of Gulas in the Setting Sun Plain. According to the guidance, Caesar easily passed through the nearly maze-like dimensional passage , but near the end, Caesar felt a powerful magic blockade.

It was this "door" that Nero and Erha encountered. Caesar checked it, and the spell structure is quite old.

But it is very strict, and at the same time has a stable source of magic power, there is almost no gap to take advantage of. If there is no one to help crack it from the other side, it is unimaginable for a legendary spell caster to deconstruct this door. The time and energy required.

It's a pity that all the magic locks and confinements built in the form of energy in Elradia, including this dimension gate that cost countless efforts to build by the predecessors, stood in front of it like a piece of paper to Caesar. .

"A place without dust."

Without destroying the passage, the black dragon lightly annihilated all the magic imprints in this place, and stepped into the gate of the dimension in one step.

The scale of the last space is small, and the furnishings are very simple. There is a bloody altar standing on the dark ground, and a huge eyeball is entrenched in the center of the altar, watching Caesar who entered from another dimension. Around it, countless blood Threads extend from the black hole and wrap around the bleeding eye like chains.

As soon as Caesar came in, the strong bloody smell and rotten sour smell made him frown, his body adapted to the completely different gravity environment from before, and stood firm on the ground.

Even though he left the body of the original owner, even though there were countless curses around him, this eyeball still showed amazing power and pressure. Staring at it, Caesar couldn't help hesitating for a moment.

It is not difficult to take it away and lift the curse of the orc, but the follow-up may cause a lot of trouble. When I return to Elradia, for such an eyeball, there will probably be countless creatures of all kinds coming to him. The god of hunting, the god of war, Bahamut and Tiamat, many gods, big and small, and all kinds of righteous people who don't know the so-called justice, will not look helplessly at Caesar holding a The eye of the gods.

And these are just trivial matters. What's more important is that once this eyeball is taken away, it will be tantamount to a complete war with the cursed Unfallen Empire, and at the same time offend the gods who participated in the war between humans and beasts back then. On the other hand, it's hard to say whether Gruumsh, the main god of the orcs, will appreciate it.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it." Caesar took a breath, puffed his mouth and said to himself: "The anti-matter foundation is built, and when I get another core, I will also 'hate' in the future. What are you afraid of?"

Hmm... He nodded, agreed with himself, and started to walk forward.

The astral world can roughly divide all kinds of powerful non-god life forms into five categories from weak to strong, and use five different terms to mark them, namely mortals, legendary creatures, extraordinary creatures, hatred and ancient evils. However, these grading It's not rigorous, because the life in the entire astral world is endless and the power is complicated. If it is divided into hundreds of levels with strict and meticulous levels, it is not only a huge amount of work, but also meaningless.

Creatures at the level of hatred and evil generally have the ability to rival or even hunt down true gods. There is actually no difference in strength between them, the difference is only in the form of life.

The original meaning of the word hate is a variety of godly and evil creatures. This kind of life is born with legendary power, and also has various powerful aura immunity. It is largely unaffected by divine power, and has strong growth attributes. They are guys with a lot of background. Their parents are absolutely powerful, but they are deformed products, so they are born with hatred, and generally yearn for slaughter and destruction.

But evil things are different. Evil things are not necessarily evil. Those who come out of nowhere, and even the gods can't identify the source are called "evil things". Some of them are life forms formed by the expansion of order or chaos. , some originate from the death of the plane and were born in the radiant destruction, some are themselves a sphere with autonomous consciousness, and some may even be evolved from an ordinary grass.

Because of insufficient knowledge reserves, Caesar’s statement was biased. Even if he grows into a life that can fight the gods in the kingdom of God in the future, he will be called “evil” instead of “hatred”. Of course, this synonym is actually It's irrelevant.

In fact, when Caesar owned the fusion furnace, he could already enter the screening criteria for "evil" because of his various special abilities, but he was only a relatively weak one, and when his life level and physical strength were further strengthened , the term evil will undoubtedly be crowned on his head.