After the appearance of the Ancestor True Dragon Catrenel, the image froze for a long time, and then, the image of Caesar's pupils gradually faded, and the bloodline regression spell constructed through divine power tended to end, and eventually, all visions disappeared.

The black dragon's eyelids twitched twice.

Tiamat stared at Caesar for a while, until he was sure that he had digested the information transmitted by the bloodline regression spell, and then opened his mouth again, and his majestic voice was full of demagogy: "How is it, my child, are you satisfied with such a gift?" ”

"As soon as you offer me that fragment of Godhead that you have captured, I will grant you a drop of true blood and implant this gift in your own body, and you will soon begin to have atavistic reactions, after which you will have far more power than this generation of black dragons, and become the king of black wings like Caterunre...... Even as an allomorphic dragon, you'll be stronger than my kids. ”

Tiamat raised her head and said, then added: "Of course, I also know what you are worried about, and your worries are not unnecessary, so this gift will deliberately erase the will from it and give you a pure ancestral dragon blood." ”

It sounds beautiful, and Tiamat is well thought out.

But Caesar knew that this was pure fart.

Although the true blood in the mouth of the mother of evil dragons is indeed the same thing as Caesar's forced extraction of the true blood of the green dragon back then, the two are actually fundamentally different, and it is the true blood of the dragon god.

Tiamat is not a platinum dragon god, so she will never do what she swears to do, the methods of the evil dragon god are difficult to guess, so if the black dragon agrees, Tiamat can plant a true blood with his own will into the black dragon's body as long as he hides it a little.

And Caesar, absolutely could not be discovered.

But Caesar knew very well that it was not something that ordinary souls could bear.

Once the dragon's blood containing Tiamat's divinity enters his body, Garon and Blackthea are the best examples of the future, and because of his status as an alien dragon, Tiamat will probably be even more harsh on his oppression.

It is conceivable that Caesar's mind will be distorted by the Mother of Dragons at every moment in the future, and perhaps he will be strong enough to resist for a while, but he will also fall into a difficult and long struggle with Tiamat and eventually go mad.

Under the influence of that situation, Tiamat, the creator of the five-colored dragon, can easily dig out what he wants from Caesar, and gradually castrate and erase some of the original characters of the black dragon, just like he did with Garon and Blackxia, and subtly make Caesar become what he wants him to become.

It is impossible for Caesar to gamble with his fate on Tiamat's reputation and bottom line, it is a situation where he must lose, even if he tears his face with Tiamat, the black dragon cannot accept such a "gift".

Caesar was about to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he paused again, as if he had thought of something.

"In any case, you are in my blood, and as my heir, do not disobey me, for you cannot afford to pay the price."

Seeing that Caesar did not reply, Tiamat's voice became serious, and it felt like an ultimatum.

This is not alarmist, this is the truth, even allomorphic dragons with other souls can hardly get out of the control of the mother of dragons, freaks like Kungudius and Mad Hustle, just the best of the allosaurs who mix particularly well, are a special case.

They are the shining tip of the iceberg, and beneath the iceberg, the bones are not visible or known.

"This is your last chance, you can't do it again if you miss it, allomorphic black dragon, this drop of true blood can bring you great benefits, its power is far from being comparable to your ridiculous armor and weak psionic energy, my child, you will not resist me."

Tiamat's voice was already full of menace.

With Caesar's rapid growth, she gradually discovered that the black dragon was about to get out of control, and this time, the mother of the evil dragon planned to collect the fragments of Marat's godhead, and secondly, she also wanted to strengthen her ability to control the alien dragon.

"Thank you, Great Ancestor."

Finally, the strong, hideous, armor-covered with scales and terrifying muscles of the great black dragon bowed its head, and his words were respectful, and his thick, short neck was bent down, as if prostrate at the feet of the mother dragon.

Caesar said, "I will follow in your footsteps, offer you loyalty, be your reliable arm, your sharp guillotine, and I will offer you the godhead of the god of hunting if you need it, but ......"

"But what?"

"Forgive me for my cringe and cowardice, Ancestor."

Caesar hesitated and hesitated, paused, and then, as if plucking up courage, said, "As we all know, we are evil dragons, and you are the common mother of all evil dragons in the Endless Realm. ”

This sounds wrong and unbelievable, but the wisdom of the Mother of Dragons is far beyond that of ordinary dragons, so as soon as Caesar spoke, she understood the deep meaning of this guy's words.

"What a naughty and impolite child, greedy and rude, cunning and conceited, and doesn't want to show weakness at all, I even doubt that you are an orthodox black dragon."

Tiamat looked up to the sky and roared, giggling, "Very good, I'm satisfied, I like a clever child like you, so I don't mind letting you taste some sweetness in advance." ”

With the roar of the Mother of Dragons, the Blackwing Court rumbled and shook, and Tiamat extracted a dragon's true blood full of divinity and power from her body, and teleported across the Astral Barrier.

Although the black dragon did not say it explicitly, the subtext of the words was obviously that he wanted to ask for benefits first, and then offer Marat's godhead.

Tiamat was not afraid that Caesar would be able to escape from the palm of his hand after ingesting the divine blood, so after knowing his appeal, the Mother of the Evil Dragons did not hesitate for a moment and dragged the mud and water, and directly extracted the true blood from her body and teleported it.

At this moment, Caesar keenly noticed that Tiamat's breath was weaker than before.

Although this change was not obvious, and Tiamat himself did not react in any way, Caesar, who had always been on high alert, caught this detail.

Obviously, refining true blood is not an easy matter even for the dragon god.

Tiamat lifted his right limb and wiped out the colorful and powerful will of the dragon's blood with a flick of his sharp hooked toe, and then pushed it to Caesar: "Come, my child, accept this gift that cannot be refused. ”

At the critical moment, the black dragon still hesitated for a moment, and there was a lot of danger in front of him, and he was not completely sure.

But in the end, Caesar thought about it and turned his heart sideways, gritted his teeth, and bumped head-on into this dragon true blood with ancestor-level potential.

As one of the five-colored dragons, Caesar already had Tiamat's blood flowing in his body, so his body would not have a strong resistance reaction to this, and at the same time, coupled with the affirmation of the black dragon's subjective will, this drop of crystal clear divine blood that had been stripped of his will could be fused into the heart of the black dragon without hindrance.

Immediately, infinite potential poured into Caesar's body.