After leaving the underground temple in Corinthia, Caesar, who was not too comfortable with a human-like body, immediately returned to his original shape. He flapped his wings across the river and flew across the open space. The yellowish field, flew through the corrupt forest and winter wasteland, all the way to the territory of the dwarves.

After landing, he passed through a valley with riddled with scars. The lava spewing from the wound on the ground exudes a high temperature that only red dragons can withstand. The surrounding several li soils are gray, which are scars of war. In the past, the Battle of the Three Forts dwarves almost completely destroyed this place, and the devastated land would take hundreds of thousands of years to heal itself.

The bones of countless griffons and other animals are laid out. They have become pale due to the corrosion of the years. They are scattered on this wasteland, just like the dead woods in other places. Zedi has completely Reduced to a place of death, during the roaming period of undead and ghosts.

"No wonder it borders the plane of shadow."

Caesar muttered, looking around, the dusty soft ground sank under the soles of his feet, and a series of heart-pounding huge appeared behind him Footprints. In addition to the undead, there are some small animals that feed on carrion, such as giant ghouls, ferocious vultures, and bloody hyenas. Before the Black Dragon approached, these small things slipped into the cave. .

According to the position marked by the shadow dragon, Caesar climbed up an abrupt mountain and looked down at the dead Gobi. The shadows stretched out on the earth at dusk. The light and dark were criss-crossed, in a very hidden and In an indistinguishable light and dark place, Black Dragon found the Space Node heading to the plane of shadow. He swooped down, approached, and triggered.

The road is unobstructed, the sky is dark and dull, the sun does not belong to this plane, the ashes, dust and toxic smoke clouds that are stirred into the sky by negative energy envelope the sky, at the end of the horizon, one after another volcanoes erupt like apocalypse, but It was not lava that spewed out, but dull blood.

It looks terrifying, but in fact it is just an illusion constructed by negative energy. The shadow plane is full of illusions. If you follow the reference here, you will definitely die miserably.

But the thing in front of me is more puzzling. Caesar flies around a huge magic stone on the plane of shadow. The shape of this thing is like a whole reef pulled up from the sea with bright red on it. Various graphics drawn by paint.

"Crack."

Caesar was attacked by a sneak attack. The strong scales shook the raiders away. It was a shadow dragon slightly smaller than Olivien, two The man on the hind legs stood up, slender and fierce, with white spots on the charcoal-gray scales, brown abdomen, and small and short horns on the top of the head.

"Another one?" Caesar was a little surprised.

The eyes of the Shadow Dragon were full of crazy hostility. It arched its waist, its limbs bulged up and slammed into it.

I was about to touch, and the tail thicker than the waist of the shadow dragon flicked over. Fiercely hit the upper half of the shadow dragon with one blow, directly knocking it to the ground, and the skeleton broke its internal organs. mud.

The dying shadow dragon howled in pain, still staring at Caesar with fiercely eyes, grinning to the root of the ears, and repeating two words clumsily in Dragon Language: "Invade, kill. Invade, kill Death."

At this time, Caesar realized that this was not a True Dragon, but a Dragon Beast that inherited the failure and degenerative dementia. It seems that he is about the same age as the shadow dragon Olivien. It should be a compatriot. Olivien was raised in the plane of shadow, and the shadow dragon was not a calamity dragon, and there was no tradition of killing his brother.

After killing the shadow dragon Dragon Beast by mistake, Caesar rarely thought of making them into corpse dragons in his heart. Instead, he stared at its corpse in a daze. It took a long time to sigh: "Two poor guys. "

After a pause, Caesar, who was in his mood, returned to his senses, and then turned his attention to the blood sorcerer stone covered with rune. This scene seems familiar. The investigation was landed by the Balrog Lord Azriel. When he was in the Nether Darkness Region, he had also smelled a similar breath-rich and pure negative energy.

It seems that the devil is not the fantasy babble of the shadow dragon Olivien, but a real thing. After many years, these guys living in Hells of Baator have appeared in Aradia again.

"Need me to pull you out?"

Caesar stared forward, his eyes seemed to penetrate the blood philosopher's stone, and his tone was bad: "Dragons that have lost their inheritance have low intelligence, but I also know how to rely on instinct to judge threats, no matter how violent and fierce, I will not attack me...unless it is controlled and driven by some force majeure."

"I just want to be sure of yours Identity, pay tribute to the power of the monarch Aradia black." A charming female voice came, echoing in the shadow plane: "Why, does this make you uncomfortable?"

"This is The devil’s hospitality?" Caesar said to the front: "Killing two of the same kind in a row makes me very upset. Don't test my patience, otherwise I am not sure what this magic stone will become in the next second." /p>

The blood magic stone responded with a rumbling sound, and the shadow plane began to block. The rumbling sound seemed to be transmitted from a distant plane of different dimensions. The huge sound wave almost made Caesar want to close his hearing. The face array is formed, and a huge shadow door is opened, and the instigator gradually reveals his body.

She presents a female human figure. She has fair skin, long and narrow eyebrows like a beautiful arc, emerald green pupils are flowing with warm color, and black pearls on the neck ring set off her clavicle , The hot wind blew her wine red hair and swayed between her temples.

Her skin is as delicate as a baby, and the skin seems to be flowing with radiance. The violent hurricane exposes a large area of ​​her skin. Every curve is almost perfect, like a sculpture drawn by a god.

Although it is a Demon, the feeling it brings is unexpectedly clean, without any evil thoughts. If you don’t know your identity in advance, I’m afraid no one will associate this creature with the vicious devil in hell. .

"When you meet for the first time, please allow me to make a short introduction."

She smiled at Caesar, and her beautiful voice was like a light bell shaking in a lazy noon. Inspiring and touching: "As you can see, I am a Demon from the Bat ancestors. My name is Glacia. If you like, you can also call me Siya."

Black Dragon's vertical pupils moved.

She is Glacia?

The Devil Maharaja, the daughter of Asmodeus, the ruler of Hells of Baator, and the lord of Hell 6-Layer, desire Demoness King Glacia!

"How can the Great Demon ghost of Hells of Baator appear on the material plane?" This is the first question Caesar asks.

"Did you forget your admirers?"

Glessia smiled: "In order to become the black king, it did its best to trade with us and contributed countless sweets The delicious'lamb' also includes its own life force. The blood magic stone in front of you is the masterpiece of our friend, the shadow dragon Olivier."

"So much effort, Only in exchange for a change in appearance." Caesar grinned, revealing sturdy and sharp fangs: "It's worthy of the devil."

"It was voluntary. No one forced it."

Glessia whispered: "I know what you are thinking, it's too late. The Domain Portal has already been constructed. It won't help if you destroy this Philosopher's Stone. Besides, we can't talk about enemies at all. ."


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