Black Dragon Code

"Your Majesty will lead us into the above-ground world, to our new home."

Such rumors began to spread among the Black Dragon's family members many days ago. The matter was first brought up by those privileged clans and revealed by the mouth of the jackals. Then, the Black Dragon's guards, the dragon-born warriors, also talked about it. .

It was mentioned by Caesar's core family members, so the credibility is naturally quite high.

And not long ago, the wild boars began to enter the major clans, responsible for counting the number of people and the recent status of the tribes. Some relatively keen wisdom clans obviously smelled something different, and they couldn't help thinking about it.

Impetuous emotions began to spread, and the monsters waited.

And in the last alternation of day and night, the order of the black dragon lord finally arrived

All the clans under the rule of the black dragon in the dark region need to bring more than 80% of the strong ethnic groups, led by the new clan leader after the restructuring, to the black dragon's lair to gather.

It was a sign that there was no more war in the Underdark, so even the dullest clans could realize that they might actually be able to leave, and that the Black Dragonlord would lead them to the overworld.

The orders of the Great Lord of the Black Dragon excited the clans.

...

The weather in the dark area has not been very good for the past few days. Thunderclouds gather and disperse, electric currents toss and turn, and cold wind blows up and down.

It seems that this is really not a good time to go out.

However, Caesar couldn't wait any longer. After five years of recuperation, although his dependents have not yet been formed into a monolithic body, they have formed a certain fighting capacity anyway, and they are worthy of a battle with the Green City Army.

If you want to go to the next level, I am afraid it will take decades of reform and adaptation. Caesar has no time for that. He has waited long enough and he wants to return.

The bonfire was burning brightly, making crackling noises.

The orc blew a heavy horn, which was made of the horns of a steel bull and the teeth of an elephant with tusks. The sound was like the whisper of a dragon, guiding the monsters to gather according to the sound.

The Wargs native to the Underdark stretched their necks and howled, each standing next to a Stoneraven warrior who had been assigned to the orcs for their slow speed.

Countless clans of monsters are pouring in.

Nero walked with the barghests, staring around with scarlet eyes. They are the strongest main combat force under the command of the black dragon lord. Their tyrannical body and minions are enough to make any creature fearful and fearful.

Now, they shuttle between the various clans, responsible for maintaining order, resolving conflicts, and suppressing riots.

"It seems that the news is true. Your Majesty is going to take us out of the Underdark. All the clans are here."

The leader of the manticore led his clansmen into the gathering place, and looked left and right. There were really many monsters around. If he didn't use his wings to soar into the sky, it would be difficult to see the edge at a glance.

"This will be a powerful army, but there are also many cowards hidden in it."

Beside it, a manticore kept staring at the front left, and said in a low voice, "Digger, those guys are actually here too."

Before the black dragon ruled the Underdark, burrowers were always the food of the Dark Manticore. However, after Caesar changed the entire ecology of the Underdark, all the dependents had to kill each other, and they could only find it in the hunting area. rations.

It wasn't long before this transformation took place, so the manticores can still remember, and even relish the delicate and smooth taste of the burrower.

In fact, for the Dark Manticore clan, there was resentment in their hearts. They thought they were the first clan to join the Black Dragon Caesar, and they were also responsible for promoting their reputation and taking the first credit.

But in the end, they still failed to be promoted to the ranks of the privileged clan. Instead, they were preempted by the wild boars, and the manticore could only maintain the same status as food such as diggers. This made these smart and jealous guys very unbalanced.

"The so-called privileged clan is just a matter of time."

The manticore leader glanced at his companions, clearly knowing what his ethnic group was thinking: "As His Majesty, we are the only clan that can use long-range means, as long as..."

"Darkmantle Manticore Clan, where are you?"

There was a wild boar standing on a high platform, shouting at the manticores approaching, choking the words of the manticore leader, and at the same time pointing out the direction for the manticore group.

"I really don't understand why His Majesty values ​​these wild boars so much."

The manticore continued to complain in a low voice: "We can clean up these dregs in just ten minutes, and there won't be a single one left."

"enough!"

The manticore leader scolded in a low voice, a little annoyed. It seemed that if it wasn't for the scruples to cause riots, he might have slapped him with his paw: "It's really a contest of force, can we be stronger than barghests? There are no barrogs in privileged clans. There are If you want to complain, why don't you help me study carefully, what is Your Majesty thinking about the Wild Boar?"

...

After the Dark Manticore, many clans still arrived one after another. They were ordered to gather here, waiting anxiously and restlessly for the appearance of the Great Lord Black Dragon.

"The orcs have been counted, and everything is ready, my king."

There were troglodytes running in to rule him.

Caesar nodded, tired of staying in his nest for a long time, and then crawled out of the nest.

In fact, he didn't want to do this either. From Caesar's perspective from another world, deliberately arranging his subordinates to wait for a long time is nothing short of a monster.

However, this is Elradia, and this is the Underdark region, where both humans and monsters are subject to this rule. As a true dragon, he must maintain majesty, put on airs, and be proud and dignified.

Hmm... These are Luna's original words, and I don't know if they are true.

With the sound of the horn, the black dragon slowly crawled out of the lair.

The monsters slowly opened their mouths wide, their knees trembled involuntarily, they raised their necks, and looked at the black dragon lord who needed to look up at 90 degrees.

What kind of dragon is this?

Its body is completely different from ordinary real dragons, and its huge wings are different from others. Its whole body is covered with magnificent and shining scales like crystals, dotted with ferocious barbs. You can also see its red eyes clearly.

It seems to be glowing.

The hustle and bustle of the gathering point is rapidly quieting down. Even if the black dragon lord has not yet made a sound, it still cannot be ignored. The eyes of all living things are involuntarily gathered on Caesar.

There's no way, she can do whatever she wants because she looks bluffing.

Just kidding, the fact is that when Caesar appeared, the unbridled pressure of life swept across the entire field, all the monsters trembled in unison, and there was a momentary sense of displacement between the body and soul, as if being stared at by a snake little bird.

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