Black Dragon Code

A mighty force fell from the sky, and only those allowed by Caesar could stand in the field. The shadow dragon's four knees could hardly withstand the irreversible weight. Other mortals in the underground temple, otherwise, even if he deliberately restrained his spiritual energy, these mortals would be immediately crushed into a pool of flesh and blood.

The shadow dragon's breathing became heavy and short. Under the terror of the kingship domain, its entire body was compressed, and its face was shrunk into a ball, as if it had aged hundreds of years in an instant. The first thing Olivier thought of was Standing up again, the self-esteem and pride of being a real dragon does not allow it to kneel down to a mortal, but no matter how hard it tries, it can't do it. Excessive resistance makes its body suffer more damage reactions, such as broken ribs, broken knees and eyeballs bleeding.

It wasn't until this moment that the calm Shadow Dragon began to think about the predicament and problems in front of him, and the first association almost made it breathless. It trembled under the gaze of the mortal in front of it, and great fear arose deep in its heart.

This kind of domain, this mortal, what he just said is..."kingdom"!

Olivier has studied the King of Black Wings for several years, collecting any information about him day and night, of course he knows what the name means, and Olivier dreamed countless times at midnight that he could have that kind of Power, but now, the owner of the "royal power" really appeared in front of it, the legendary King of Black Wings!

"No, no, no!" Shadow Dragon glared at the mortal and hissed sharply. Even though he had a result in his heart, he still asked hysterically, "Who are you?"

"I have to say that your imitation is very lifelike in some respects. It seems that you have done a lot of homework and collected a lot of information. In this way, you should be very clear about who I am."

"This is impossible!"

"In order to disguise yourself as me, you seem to have modified yourself. These cuticles and thorns protruding from the body are not camouflage, but as far as I know, Shadow Dragon does not have a similar body structure." Caesar frowned , with an expression as if he was still admiring a mural, examining his "fake". Under the gaze of his dark golden pupils, the black mist surrounding the shadow dragon dissipated.

"I don't regret making a deal with the devil." After confirming the identity of Caesar, Shadow Dragon calmed down surprisingly, without the previous madness and violence, and its voice was very clear: "I chose by myself, even if I become unrecognizable, Even if it costs more with my life, I'm willing to do it."

The voice fell, and the shadow dragon suddenly exploded. This mature dragon, who had not yet entered the legend, broke free from the repression of the royal power for a short time. The deformed four-toed claws grabbed the top of Caesar's head. The intention of the attack was obviously to smash Caesar's entire head. Even if he was facing the real King of Black Wings, Olivier launched an attack without hesitation!

Like moths pounce on a brazier, eggs on a solid wall, Olivier's attack is as ridiculous to Caesar as ants gnaw on a Titan, even if it burns life, it doesn't help, the shadow dragon crashes into it and has never been broken After that, there was nothing to save, and he lay on it in a ridiculous posture.

"Give up your intention to attack me, you have no chance." Caesar said, he has no plans to kill the dragon yet.

"I should be ridiculous in your eyes, right? Just like a clown in a troupe." Shadow Dragon's voice was hoarse and obscure. It looked disappointed, but it still didn't give up its attack.

"What's the point of doing this?" Caesar said, "A disguise is just a disguise after all. No matter how good you are, you can't become another dragon."

"How do you understand?" Shadow Dragon Olivier growled: "You are all talented five-color dragons,

How can you empathize with us moths in the shadows, the Dragon God has cruelly abandoned us, if our roles are reversed, how many days can you bear in the dark shadow plane? "

It raised its body up, and brought the cold wind of death on its giant claws. This was the death struggle of trapped beasts. Dragon blood splashed from Olivier's body, but it forgot everything and only wanted to attack Caesar.

"As long as I kill you, I will become the King of Black Wings. No, I am the real King of Black Wings!" Shadow Dragon's eyes widened, and a "ho ho" sound came out of his throat: "Die, Shameful counterfeit, Breath of Destruction!"

The black mist swirls like a vortex, negative energy particles condense in its mouth, and Olivier's vigorous and boiling vitality converges with it. The legendary power erupts, forming a distorted dark beam of light in its mouth, and the shadow dragon bleeds. The huge membranous wings on his back were fully spread out, flapping and setting off a strong wind.

It spits out, venting all its energy and life on Caesar's shield.

After the palpitating black light erupted, Shadow Dragon fell softly to the ground, blood slowly oozing from his body, forming a dark red puddle under his body. In the crazy attack of life, it is a pity that it did not tear Caesar's barrier until death, as if it was difficult to cross the abyss, traversing between the true and false black kings.

The dead Olivier still had his eyes open, his orange pupils were not extinguished, flowing out of the mighty majesty of a king, Caesar looked at it, and couldn't understand why the shadow dragon launched such a crazy attack, other than pretending to be himself to bluff , there is no irreconcilable conflict between the two parties, but after seeing him, Shadow Dragon seemed to see an irreconcilable enemy, either you die or I die.

Caesar sighed, and took a scale from the shadow dragon's body. It was the crystallization of Olivier's mana, and it was slowly fading from steel black to the original charcoal gray of the shadow dragon. The large magic space contains a large number of gold coins and silver ornaments, more than a dozen enchanted weapons, three magic books, a story collection, and several epic poems describing the black-winged king Caesar.

The Shadow Dragon Olivier did not have the habit of keeping a diary, but in the corner of the magic space, Caesar still found the location and related information of the shadow plane landmark where he hid before his death. The seat of the Three Dwarves Alliance.

to take a look?

An idea popped into Caesar's head. Although Olivier is dead, there are still many unsolved mysteries about him, such as unusual body transformation, life-burning spells, and so on. Moreover, this shadow dragon seems to have mentioned the devil before?

"……Your Mightiness."

At this time, a daring believer walked over tremblingly. The development of the matter was completely beyond their imagination. With the capacity of their brains, it may take several days or even weeks to figure out what happened just now . But one thing is certain: it is not the fabled Blackwing Lord they have been praying to.

Because it was killed by someone, and the real King of Black Wings cannot be killed.

Caesar came back to his senses, glanced around the terrified believers, and after thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the young man who questioned the envoy before: "You, come here."

People's gazes converged, and several believers who grabbed the young man released their hands. He looked around, took two steps forward cautiously, and then walked up to Caesar: "Sir, my name is... ..."

"I don't need to know your name."

Caesar shook his head: "From today onwards, you are the person in charge here, managing the development of the sect and all other matters."

The young man replied subconsciously, without even thinking about why Caesar said these words: "But, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm afraid I don't have the ability..."

"You'll have it soon."

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