Black Dragon Code

Until then, Caesar took a sigh of relief.

He knew very well that it was not wise to kill Zhenlong Noosa Silvia Lambolafa, and the other party was not Angela, not a little dragon who had just grown up and stayed in the dark area without much attention, and It is a true dragon who has lived in Elladia for more than 400 years.

God knows if this guy will have any relatives or relatives. If she kills her and ignores the rules, Caesar may face more fierce and powerful revenge in the future.

If emotional factors aside, the best solution Black Dragon should choose is to control it.

But Caesar couldn't.

He's not Roy, and he doesn't have the means to control the creatures like Roy (he still thinks about it until now, he doesn't figure out what Roy's method is).

The magical accomplishment of the old green dragon is beyond his imagination. It is not what Caesar can achieve. It is stronger than him. If it is not a loss of eating a clean place, under normal circumstances, Caesar would be incapable. Suppress such an old true dragon.

surrender? Surrender to this?

Caesar didn't believe it.

An elderly true dragon and an ambitious green capital master, how could he be willing to obey himself and pat his tail, it was just forced by the situation with his claws pinched around his neck. Energetic, I am afraid it is another scene.

Leave her, and endless troubles.

Once the Green Dragon turned against the water and Caesar revealed his hole cards, Sylvia's revenge would leave him with no power to fight back. The hard-working force was burned to the ground. Fortunately, once he was caught, the Green Dragon was not To kill yourself, you must also use magic to hold yourself under your claws, and you will not be able to turn over for a lifetime.

This was not acceptable to Caesar.

Moreover, as a green dragon, Sylvia has an innate nature, and this guy wants to eat Luna.

So she must die.

This is not a decision that the mind is overwhelmed with anger, but a choice made after careful consideration.

There will be gold and mother dragons, but not now.

Caesar said to herself, let go of the dead dragon corpse and turn her eyes to the battlefield.

His family members were drugged, so the Green City Legion was not an opponent of the underground clan at all, and it had been defeated one after another. After the mother of venomous venom, these chaotic instincts were completely defeated.

The two-footed dragons declared their surrender, while the blood bats and spiny beasts fled. Only the ogres still resisted the stubborn resistance, but they were not for the green capital, but for the dead chieftain Doga, who wanted revenge.

It's a pity that the end of the ogre's road to revenge is only death, they howled, killed, and were harvested by the undead knight.

The war ended.

Boarmen, diggers, and metamorphosis monsters are logistical subordinates. At this time, they finally enter this area. They are responsible for cleaning the battlefield, counting battle damage, collecting weapons, and storing monster corpses as food storage ...

This is not what Caesar needs to care about. The boar people's work is well-organized and meticulous. Their leader Pavre is also very worry-free. No need to remember, Caesar should now ponder the disposal of dragon corpses.

"Can it be transformed into a corpse dragon?" Caesar asked without turning his head.

After the war, he let the black knight Nederro and other leaders come to his side, look at the huge green dragon corpse together, and admire the biggest gains of the war.

"This ... I think it should be ok."

Nadero's voice was a bit astringent, and he didn't expect that the black dragon lord actually planned to use the trick again to create the corpse dragon again.

This should be the type of distorted personality in true dragons?

Even his undead thought so.

"It's just my lord. The shadow energy of the original buried bone has been squeezed by the last corpse dragon, and it will take at least two hundred years for it to recover naturally."

"The other two shadow pools were formed in the last few hundred years. They are less affluent than the original buried bones, and the results are worrying. I really don't recommend you do this."

It can be seen that this guy Nai De Luo is very afraid of being carried back, and he declares everything in advance to make the worst result clear.

You should know that transforming the corpse dragon is the worst way to use it. It is a waste of the dead true dragon itself. Based on this, half of it is still wasted.

This is no different from violent heaven.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty."

At this time, Hogg also intervened. He was previously chiseled by the ogre chief. His stomach injury was not good, and several new injuries were added to the battlefield, but his energy remained strong: "I agree with the Black Knight's Say, it ’s not recommended that you turn this dragon into a corpse dragon. "

"How to say?"

Caesar turned his eyes to the head of the werewolf. It was a little strange. He didn't worry about Hogg's loyalty, but when he transformed the disaster industry dragon, this guy had his hands in favor, but now he has changed his mind.

Is it possible that there are double standards for gnolls now?

"Let me remind you, Your Majesty. The Green Dragon is not a disaster dragon, it is the real dragon native to Elladia, and grew up on this land."

Hogg lowered his waist slightly: "When I was very young, even if I was in a foreign country, I had heard the name of" Green Capital Emerald "."

(Silvia's title was "Green City Emerald", not "Mother of Poison" before she entered old age, fought and won in northern countries.

"In Eladia, there is no story of dragons killing each other. In fact, for those who violate the regulations, true dragons will not deliberately seek out offender punishment (this is inseparable from the laziness of the five-colored dragon). Most of them It's only after they happen to meet that they will start fighting. "

Hogg whispered that he was very clever. In fact, he had already seen the difference between Caesar and the true dragon, but he never mentioned it to anyone, but just talked about it: "However, the transformation of the corpse dragon touched the bottom line of the true dragons. "

"Your Majesty, you know, the established rules and bottom line are completely different. In the real dragon's view, this is equivalent to playing with the dead. The green dragon is not as unattended as the disaster industry dragon, and the news is easy to spread. "

"And in Eladia, magic can make everything hide. As long as the true dragons deliberately check the status of the green dragon, even if you hide it in the dark area, your Majesty, you can't hide from those eyes."

After speaking, Hogg lowered his head in silence, and he had said enough.

This guy is really a wolverine?

These words made Caesar's mind move away from the green dragon's body, and stared at the leader who had been with him for seven years, as if he had accepted the wolves' loyalty for the first time.

Hog, Gnoll, no matter how smart and strong he is, there is no way to obtain such knowledge. You know that even Caesar knows nothing about this. How could this guy know so much?

"Why do you know?"

Caesar stared at the head of the werewolf ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ he had long thought that this guy had a story, but he never asked or paid attention to it, but at this time he couldn't help it, his suspicion skyrocketed.

"This is an intractable story, Your Majesty." Hogg still lowered his head.

"You can tell me quietly."

Caesar lifted his chin, signaled that the Black Knight and the Saurron were leaving for the time being.

"You probably know that the pups of the Jackal werewolves were not much different from the pups of ordinary wolves."

Hogg watched them leave, blinked, and yelled, "In less than an hour after I was born, my parents were killed, and I became the pet of a human noble mage. The kind of pet whose chain is closed in a cage. "

"I heard a lot of things from the nobleman talking to other humans. Although time has passed and the faces have been blurred, I remember what they said, not bad."

"Later, when I grew up and could stand on both feet, I was sent to the gladiatorial arena to perform a slaughter show with tauren, sheep, and even some dragons ..."