At the end of the year, it was rare for snow to fall in the Northland, and the sparse snowflakes flew in the air, a rare sight of beauty, but the cold wind blowing along the rock fortress was as cold as the breath of the ice dragon in the legend, even the campfire in the room was shivering, and the flames cowered against the fireplace, making a subtle crackling and popping sound.

In the snowstorm, Nero and Erha returned to the Black Wing Court, and when they met the Black Dragon, Caesar was writing back to Garon on the other side, teaching his younger brother how to rule under the special circumstances of Vloster, and at the same time asking Garon to do his best to collect "dead iron", because in order to reforge the strong armor, the current inventory materials of the Black Wing Empire are not enough.

Ten and five minutes later, Caesar put down his pen and handed the letter to the lizard-man retinue on the side, and then raised his head and looked at Nero and Erha, who had been waiting silently.

"You're fast." Caesar exclaimed, "More efficient than I ever imagined." ”

"I'm sorry, my master." Hearing the black dragon's appreciation, the dog demon couldn't help but shrink his body, and said with some shame: "We didn't get what you wanted, and we disappointed you." ”

"Really?" Caesar asked in surprise, after the second degree of radiation enhancement, Nero and Erha's combat power is not to say that they stand at the top of the material plane, but they are also among the best in the legendary field, and they failed to bring back the Eye of Gush, which made the black dragon a little surprised.

"You can't break through the defenses there? Did the lich give me the wrong information? ”

"Nope."

When the black dragon asked, Nero seemed even more ashamed: "We have not encountered any biological resistance, but there is a 'door' at the end of the dimension guided by the magic ball. We...... You can't crack that portal. ”

"Understood."

Caesar took a sip of tea, shook his tail, which was still there after turning into a humanoid form, and didn't continue to ask, the dog demon and the wyvern were warriors, not knowledgeable spellcasters, and it was understandable that they couldn't do anything when faced with a situation that required deconstructing spells.

Tidying up the obsidian table, the black dragon stood up and took back the magic ball that had been given to Nero: "I'll go by myself." ”

……

There is nothing mysterious about the sealing place of the Eye of Guush, just on the battlefield of the original Battle of the Remnant Sun, located below the spine of the Gulas in the Remnant Sun Plain, according to the guidance, Caesar easily passed through the almost labyrinthine dimensional passage, but near the end, Caesar felt a powerful magical blockade.

It was this "door" that Nero and Erha encountered, Caesar checked it, the spell structure is quite ancient, but it is very tight, and at the same time has a stable source of magic power, there are almost no gaps. Without someone from the other side to help crack it, the time and effort required for a legendary spellcaster to deconstruct this gate is unimaginable.

It's a pity that all the locks and confinements of Eladia in the form of energy, including this dimensional gate that took countless painstaking efforts to build by his predecessors, were like papier-mâché to Caesar standing in front of him.

"A place without dust."

Without destroying the passage, the black dragon easily annihilated all the spell marks in this place, and stepped into the dimensional gate.

The last space was small in size and very simple in furnishings, with a bleeding altar standing on the pitch-black ground, and a huge eyeball entrenched in the center of the altar, watching Caesar as he stepped in from another dimension, and around it, countless blood threads extended from the black hole, wrapping around the bleeding eyeball like chains.

As soon as Caesar entered, the thick smell of blood and the sour smell of decay made him frown, and his body adjusted to the gravity environment that was completely different from before, and he stood firm on the ground.

Although it had left the body of the original owner, even though there were countless curses around it, this eyeball still showed amazing divine power and oppressive power, staring at it, Caesar couldn't help but fall into a moment of hesitation.

It is not difficult to take it away and lift the curse of the orcs, but it may cause a lot of trouble in the future, and when he returns to Eladia, for such an eyeball, there will probably be countless creatures of all kinds coming to him to talk to him, such a god of hunting, the god of war, Bahamut and Tiamat, many gods large and small, all kinds of people who do not know the so-called justice, will not look at Caesar holding a god's eye.

And these are just trivial things, and more importantly, once this eyeball is taken away, it is equivalent to a complete war with the cursed Immortal Empire, and at the same time, it also offends the gods who participated in the war between humans and beasts back then, on the other hand, it is difficult to say whether Geush, as the main god of the orcs, will appreciate it.

"Forget it, don't bother to think about it." Caesar took a breath and puffed out his mouth and muttered to himself: "After the antimatter foundation is built, when there is another core, I will also 'hate' in the future, what are you afraid of." ”

Well...... He nodded, agreeing with his statement, and began to walk on.

The astral realm can roughly divide all kinds of non-god powerful life forms from weak to strong into five categories, respectively with five different nouns for mortal things, legendary creatures, transcendent creatures, hatred and ancient evil things, but these classifications are not rigorous, because the entire astral life is endless, and the power is complex, if you use a rigorous and meticulous hierarchical division, it may be able to divide hundreds of steps, not only the amount of work is huge, but also meaningless.

Most of the creatures of the level of hatred and evil creatures have the ability to rival the true god or even hunt down the true god, and there is actually no difference in strength between the two, the difference is only in the form of life.

The original meaning of the word hatred is a variety of gods, this kind of life is born with legendary powers, and also has a variety of powerful aura immunity, largely unaffected by divine power, and has strong growth attributes, hatred is generally a big guy, their parents are absolutely powerful, but they themselves are deformed products, so they are born with hatred, and generally yearn for slaughter and destruction.

Evil things are different, evil things are not necessarily evil, those who come out of nowhere and even the gods can't discern the source are called "evil things", some of them are life formed by order or chaos to the extreme, some are born from the death of the plane and are born in brilliant destruction, some are themselves a walking ball with independent consciousness, and some may even be evolved from an ordinary grass.

Caesar's statement is skewed because of his lack of knowledge, and even if he grows up to be a life that can fight the gods in the kingdom of God, he will be called an "evil thing" rather than an "hate", of course, this synonym is not really important.

In fact, when Caesar owned the fusion furnace, he could already enter the screening criteria of "evil things" because of his special abilities, but he was only a relatively weak one, and when his life level and physical strength were further strengthened, the term evil would undoubtedly be crowned on his head.