Black Dragon Code

After a lot of trouble, Caesar finally got the word out. After he patted his chest to confirm the promise, although Luna's eyes were still suspicious, she finally stopped pursuing this matter.

In fact, the little guy wants to have a frank and honest talk with Caesar. If he really had some serious relationship with Garcia, he should fulfill all due responsibilities to Garcia, instead of ignoring and turning a blind eye. However, Caesar has repeatedly acted righteously. She swore righteously that she hadn't done anything, so Luna couldn't bring it up again, so she gave him a warning look full of deep meaning, and left with her wings flapping.

She was still worried about Odin and planned to follow him to have a look.

"call……"

Seeing Luna's disappearing back, Caesar breathed a sigh of relief again. It seems that neither Luna nor Odin can make him feel at ease. In comparison, it is more comfortable to devote himself to work.

...

Nale Andrea opened his eyes, exhaled two sulfurous snorts, changed his prone position, and slowly stood up from the ground.

There was a brief dizziness in the brain, and the tired and weak body made the red dragon couldn't help but let out a groan.

"Damn Emperor Targaryen." He said to himself angrily, "How can I believe what he said, these evil black dragons should be thrown into the abyss, and the mother of dragons shouldn't have created them at all."

But Caesar is a mutant dragon.

Nalie knew this, but he still couldn't help it. While cursing him, he took the entire black dragon group with him. Anyway, these guys are not good guys. Black dragons are cunning, incompetent, and only hide in the shadows The reptiles made the red dragons feel disgusted and ashamed to mention them.

After dropping McNee Thunderblade to the Northlands, Nariel noticed his abnormality on the way back. After only a short while, his mental state was already worse than before, and he became dull and drowsy , It seems to have aged hundreds of years in an instant, the red dragon's scales are no longer bright, and the accelerated loss of nutrients makes them eclipsed, even the skin is relaxed, and the abundant power is hidden silently.

Nariel realizes something is wrong.

He quickly stopped to check himself. This is not difficult. It is an innate ability of the god-created race, and the process is also very simple. Soon, Nalie found that after fighting McNee Thunderblade, he lost Nearly four hundred and twenty years of life.

This terrifying discovery almost made the red dragon faint. Dragons are long-lived species. Their experience of the passage of time is completely different from that of short-lived species, but it does not mean that they have no sense of time. From the time of the ancient dragon, this is a rather long period of time, enough to witness the rise and fall of a short-lived race.

The stage of life has jumped to the level of the ancient dragon, but Nalie's power has not increased but decreased. Not only has he not obtained the magic attainment that matches the ancient dragon, but his physical fitness is still weakening. He realized with horror that due to his weakened strength, he could not maintain his huge body Due to the consumption, his body is still absorbing life force uncontrollably to maintain balance.

If this continues, he may die.

More importantly, because of the loss of vitality and entering the ancient dragon state, he completely, completely, and completely lost the ability to reproduce and the desire to reproduce.

You must know that before this, he was just a mature dragon. Although he had several partners in the long years, they were all just a one-time relationship and it was too late to earnestly reproduce. Up to now, he is still just a single dragon.

survive and reproduce,

It is the bounden duty that dragons must earnestly fulfill - the nine-faced dragon god Aiou.

Under the action of the bottom-level gene of species reproduction inscribed by the ancestor god, Nalie's brain could not help but filled with despair, which almost made the red dragon cry.

"Caesar!"

When the projection constructed by mana appeared above Nalie's head, he roared towards the sky almost recklessly, the raging anger burned the brain of the red dragon, he wanted to attack, wanted to bite the black figure, Even with his current strength, doing so would be like flying moths to a flame, Nalie felt that he would not hesitate to do so.

As the red dragon lapsed into rage, ghostly psionic fire flared up, flashing around him.

"You want to use the power I gave you to deal with me?" Caesar glanced at him casually and said, "Wake up, I don't intend to kill you, but don't play yourself off."

"Damn black dragon."

The words of the Black Dragon Emperor made Nalie force himself to calm down. He restrained his urge to use his strength, panting and said: "This is a deadly poison, a bone-eating worm, it will push me to death, you deceived me!"

"No."

Caesar shook his head, "I told you that the psionic seed is a secret weapon, and you can get a huge boost because of it. Awaken it at the critical moment to deal with McNee. Pay attention, it is the critical moment."

"You concealed the truth!" Nalie yelled, "You didn't say that the increase in strength came at the price of burning my life!"

"Isn't that an obvious fact?"

Caesar spread his paws, leaned his body on the huge throne, and made a helpless movement: "The bard said that all gifts in fate are secretly marked with a price. You see, even human thoughts are stronger than yours. Red Dragon is profound, you don’t naively think that psionic energy comes out of thin air, do you? Energy is conserved, do you understand?”

"I..." Nalie opened his mouth.

"And according to my estimation, if you take it seriously, you only need to burn 120 years of life to complete the capture of McNee. 120 years is not unacceptable for us long-lived species cost."

The black dragon grabbed both sides of the iron chair with its forelimbs, and leaned forward like a humanoid creature, with a dark golden color shining in its eyes, and its tone became fierce: "It's you! It's you who fell into the unreasonable arrogance brought by power, You squandered your life ignorantly and recklessly, and now you actually tell me it's my fault. Do you still think that I should bear the consequences for your ignorance and incompetence!?"

Is not it?

Nalie was a little confused, the Red Dragon's way of thinking is doomed that they are not good at sophistry, he didn't know what was going on, it was obviously because of the black dragon's concealment and deception that he was hurt, but now after a communication, all the mistakes are actually Forged by himself, Caesar Targaryen bristled like a wronged and misunderstood victim.

In fact, since the beginning of history, this kind of situation has often happened in the communication between red dragons and five-color dragons. Whether it is blue dragons, green dragons or black dragons, they can always gain the upper hand in verbal confrontations with red dragons and play them around. , but the red dragon is not without a solution, they will open their mouths and breathe fire directly, and beat the opponent hard first. Although intelligence is not dominant, in the dragon civilization where power is paramount, the red dragon always wins.

However, what Narith met now was Caesar, a black dragon who could beat up the Eladia dragon group and talk directly to Tiamat and Bahamut.

"Okay, I know you have resentment in your heart, it's understandable."

After a pause, Caesar's words softened again, and he said in an almost earnest tone, "After all, you have pledged your allegiance to me and worked hard for the empire, but in the end you ended up with such a result. It must be uncomfortable for anyone. But good Now, those mistakes are not without remedies."

"You...you have a solution?" The red dragon's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"Recently, the empire has made a breakthrough in the life of the undead. The technology of life siphoning and life-giving has entered the experimental stage from theory. My necromancers are very experienced in manipulating the living body...not to turn you into a bone dragon, but to turn you into a bone dragon. It is to extract energy from the undead to fill the vacancy in your body, after all, life energy is essentially the same." Caesar played with his nails and said lightly.

Nalie raised his head and looked at him suspiciously: "You won't lie to me again, will you?"

"Of course you can choose not to accept it." Caesar wagged his tail.

"Accept, accept!" Seeing that the black dragon was about to close the magic communication, Nalie hurriedly shouted, he thought for a while, and then asked tentatively: "You said before that all the gifts in fate are secretly marked with a price, this time you need What am I doing?"

"It's good that you've become smarter." Caesar smiled, "As a reward for capturing McNee, now, you have gained the command of a dragonborn army in the empire, and my necromancers will also follow this army. Come to you. After your body recovers, I want you to return to the Central Trade Federation and do everything you want, what a true red dragon should do, in the name of Naleth Andrea Burningwing."

"It's that simple?"

"As I said, Targaryen will not lie. This is the power and power I promised you."

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