Time creeps like a snail, and the darkest region that connects the Gobi of the Seron is engaged in the largest war in history.

The murmur of bones and fire, the long song of swords and swords, the camp of the undead legion is located in the shadow plain that divides the north and the south, and at this moment, even the dark curtain cannot hide those shapes and buildings, and the fierce monsters are fighting to the death with the undead.

"Gnadro has set out to fight back, and the undead have formed a circle."

Angela appeared beside the Black Dragon Lord at some point: "Although the skeleton soldiers are like flies that only buzz, they can also overwhelm the giants if there are enough of them. ”

"Your family is in danger, Your Excellency." She said worriedly.

"Very sensible play."

Caesar, who was watching from the heights, nodded, then turned to look at her: "It's just that I don't understand, how can you, as a half-elf, appear in the dark region, and how can you be in the company of those undead?" ”

"It's a long story, a mighty true dragon."

Angela smiled bitterly, "I'm willing to tell you slowly if I have the chance, but before that, I think it's better for you to deal with the current threat first." ”

It was at this time that there was a commotion in the habitat, and they saw that two clans had sprung up again, the orcs and the gnolls.

Led by Gal and Hogg, they are like a sharp knife that plunges into the heart of the undead legion, turning the situation that was gradually becoming clear into a muddy water.

"Looks like I have plenty of time to listen to the story." Caesar looked at the half-elf beauty in front of him.

"So, as you wish."

Angela made a lady's salute, and her voice was very nice, with a hint of sweetness in her coldness: "As you say, I am from the earthly world. ”

"Thousands of years ago, this dark region was not sealed, and countless monsters poured into Eladia through the Mana Node to wage war with the orc fortresses stationed in the Plains of Theron - oh, by the way, Your Excellency, do those orcs still stay in the Plains of Theron?"

"It's gone, after a thousand years, the plain has long since turned into a desert, and the fortress has been abandoned." Caesar replied with a blank face.

"Really? That's a shame. ”

Angela gave a look of remembrance, paused, and continued, "My mother, a pure elf, archmage, joined the war to defend the Northlands, fighting alongside the orcs......"

"However, the orcs eventually betrayed her, throwing her into the Dark Lands along with the monsters, and blocking and obscuring the exit with magical artifacts."

"I've been searching for the exit to the Dark Realm, but I've found nothing until you arrive."

"In fact, my mother was pregnant at that time, but as an elf, it was too difficult to survive in the midst of monsters, so she had to seal me away and give birth to me many years later when she was stable and dying."

Angela said that her words were half-truthful, and she secretly changed several concepts, replacing the Calamity Dragon with an elf, and fighting with the orcs as an enemy.

Of course, this can't frighten Caesar, who already knows her true identity, and finds that the disaster dragon still didn't tell the truth in the end, and the black dragon is a little regretful, he still has some hope for Angela, but the other party is not sincere to him.

Caesar was deflated, ignoring the half-elf with a sincere face, and turned his head to look down.

He knew that the two armies did not meet by sword and spear, attack and defense, and the ethereal concept of morale, which was precisely the strongest thing in the undead legion, and most of the undead were not afraid of panic and had no sense of death, so they were always at their peak, always high-pitched.

And this is exactly what his dependents lack, they are disorganized and undisciplined, they don't even know what they are fighting for, they only fight on the orders of their fierce instincts and the orders of their leaders.

In this way, although the casualties of the monsters are much smaller than those of the undead, as time goes on, sooner or later they will collapse and flee and give up the fight.

Yes, don't expect much from these guys, even if they already know that they can win and wipe out the undead if they fight to the death, but they can't hold out until that moment.

Nature is incomprehensible.

Caesar was mentally prepared for this, after all, his subordinates were all low-level monsters at present, not super war weapons like the Dragon's Tooth Soldiers, the Yakong Protoss, and the Dawn Legion, and it was difficult to do that.

(Note: The Legion of Dawn, the Legion of the Southern Sun Never Sets Empire, which includes the service of the True Dragon, has stepped into the bottomless abyss and fought on the home of demons.) This deed was inscribed in various epic legends, and Caesar also heard about it. ）

However, as the bard Schiller said, those who know how to manipulate elite soldiers in battle can only be called chiefs, and those who know how to manipulate country farmers in battle can be called lords.

Caesar's dependents are all living creatures, not machines, and it is impossible to be emotionless and fearless of death, in fact, the more intelligent the creatures, the more obvious this emotion will be.

If it's Roy's army fighting the undead at this time, I'm afraid it's time to use the Magical Monster War Horn.

Caesar didn't have that kind of thing, this outrageously poor black dragon didn't even have a single gold coin in his body until now, let alone more high-end and expensive magical curiosities.

So, after thinking about it, he found that he could only encourage his family through other means of encouragement.

"It's almost time for the fire."

Caesar whispered to himself, everything was too much, his purpose had been achieved, if this continued, the monster clans might be defeated and flee in fear, it was time for their masters to come out, and he had to let them know who they were fighting for.

The black dragon twisted his neck and began to move his body.

"My lord, are you going to end up in person?"

Angela asked abruptly, she was very smart, and she could guess the other party's plan through some movements of the black dragon: "Please allow me to follow you, the half-elf knows some contemptible buff spells, although they are not very useful, but they should still have some effect." ”

"Really?"

Caesar smiled, bared his white and thick teeth, stared at her, and paused for a moment before nodding: "Well, the undead are the most ruthless creatures, you must be careful and think about everything, don't put yourself in danger, no one can protect you in the battlefield." ”

"Please rest assured." Angela smiled as well and nodded in response, not grasping the meaning of Caesar's words.

Then, the black dragon spread its wings.