When Arnold dispelled the surging thunder dragon breath from the black dragon's mouth, he was no longer human, and the gray thick hair of the primitives leader parted to the sides, revealing the miserable white eyes after the pupils had disappeared.

God has come.

Heavy divine power emanated from the primitive man in front of him, resisting Caesar's dragon power, and even pressing back, this time the god descended like Tiamat's powerless void projection, the god of hunting has a medium to descend into Eladia, it can carry divine power.

"Marat."

Caesar whispered, even if there is only weak divine power, but no matter what, the other party is a true god, although this is not the arrival of the apostle, the arrival of the real body, and may not be able to beat the black dragon lord, but at least Caesar can no longer treat these primitive people with an unscrupulous attitude as before.

Marat is the embodiment of savage and hunting, and the emblem is a blood-stained brown-haired beast's claw, this guy is very ancient, and he is the first group of true gods born in the Endless Realm, plundering faith with terror and blood as capital.

In fact, in the primitive era, Marat was a very popular god, but as the various worlds in the astral realm gradually became civilized and civilized, the black-blooded beast became more and more unpopular, and even because of the dislike of the priesthood, he could only collect faith in some wilderness frontiers.

In this case, as tens of thousands of years of adulthood passed, the god of hunting not only failed to advance an inch after reaching the peak in the primordial era, but his divine power continued to fall, and finally fell into the lowest group of weak gods among the true gods.

Most of the chaotic and evil gods are typical of arrogance, so as soon as this one came, he immediately took two steps forward with a big grin, and although he was a human body, he still gestured like a beast.

"Pledge allegiance to me, xenosaurus."

The God of Hunting said quite bluntly, it seems that it is not that there is a problem with the way the primitive Arnold communicates, but that his master is really that confident: "I will bestow you with the Black Blood Emblem to protect this land." ”

Hunting gods is not without dragons, and when Tiamat refuses to admit that the demented dragons are "dragons", the five-colored dragons become his targets, and the dragonbeasts are happy to take refuge in the same savage and primitive black-blooded beasts and become his followers.

As it stands, Marat's attitude towards Caesar is no different from his usual attitude, reading him as "alien dragon" and writing "dragon beast", calling him as one of those degraded and demented dragon beasts.

Of course, the god of the hunt did not know that Tiamat had already approached Caesar long before this, otherwise he would not have appeared here.

For this reason, Marat was still quite complacent, thinking that he had been the first to discover a dragon anomaly with great potential, and the god was quite sensitive to faith, he could see at a glance that this black dragon had no faith, and thought that this guy was abandoned by the mother of evil dragons and had nowhere to go.

Marat believed that the appearance of the god of black blood would make him cry of gratitude, so that he would take refuge and become his follower's minions.

"I'm sorry, Hunting God, I'm already a follower of His Majesty Tiamat."

After all, it was only a weak divine power, so although Caesar was a little serious, he still treated it differently, not as cautious as he was when facing Tiamat, he shook his head: "In my territory, you can't ingest the faith you want. ”

The words were very blunt, and there was not even a little room for basic maneuvering, Caesar showed no mercy and drew a line directly, even at the expense of offending this black-blooded beast.

Judging from his knowledge of the gods, being hostile to the gods is actually not fatal, but he must not have anything to do with these guys.

Taking Marat as an example, even if the black-blooded beast has a boss like the Storm Master, with the temperament of the Chaos Gods, as long as the enemy who is opposed to Marat is not touched, the Storm Lord will not care, even if Marat is killed and fallen.

But what kind of deals, alliances, and other relationships with these guys are immediately different, and the situation between gods and gods is more complicated than the political struggle between human beings, which will involve Caesar in the vortex of a power group, not only Marat, but also Talos and the entire chaotic group will take the black dragon into account, count him into their own power group, and support him at any time.

And there are few fools who have lived for countless years, and it is very difficult to get right and right in this situation, and it requires Caesar to invest a lot of time and energy, he has already developed a relationship with Tiamat, and he does not want to get into more trouble.

"Damn scum, are you fooling me? How dare you refuse this gift!? ”

But Caesar's words caused the hunting god to roar, and the wrath of the gods of chaos came so easily that he began to stride towards the black dragon, roaring incessantly: "Despicable reptilian, impotent beast! I will never forgive you, I will screw your head off as a sacrifice, I will pluck your scales into maggots, and I will reward my slaves with your filthy entrails......"

The terrifying sound shook the Rhine royal court and rumbled, and the Blackwing Clan was instantly agitated, quickly surrounding this position, preparing for battle.

Marat's insults and threats continued, but Caesar had decided not to ignore him.

- Kingship.

Dozens or hundreds of times the gravity came in an instant, and the primitive people did not even make a sound, and immediately fell to their knees and lay prone on the ground, showing a ridiculous posture twisted like maggots.

He bent down and stumbled for a while, but after all, this guy was using the believers to descend here, and he was not so weak as to be that weak, so he quickly turned around and straightened his back.

Of course, this is far from the end, and the power of the king is that the more the person who resists, the more ferocious its oppression becomes, and it is difficult to break free unless it can exceed a certain threshold.

So the stronger pressure immediately counterattacked.

Although Marat is a chaotic joke, he is not confused with his brain, after all, he has lived for so many years and has a lot of experience in being intimidated, so he quickly noticed this and began to raise his strength.

After a brief confrontation, the god of black blood finally used his strength to tear through the invisible oppression wrapped around his body, and then he opened his mouth to show his majesty, to ridicule and mock the black dragon, but he could not speak

- Kingship.

…… After some time, Marat opened her mouth again.

Royalty.

The black dragon has embarked on a right path, his spiritual power has begun to enter, and his spiritual power is steadily improving, so the current Caesar four times is the limit, and he can still maintain a good state even if he can cast three rounds of laws in a row.

So poor Tima had to go back and forth three times before he could relax for a moment, and by this time, he had raised his power to the limit, and the undiminished power of the Hell God caused the entire royal court to shake.

It's a pity that this guy's actual combat ability has improved, after all, this kind of coming without any ritual and blood sacrifice is far from enough to exert one-tenth of his full strength.

"Enough!"

The black blood god was so angry that he was about to become completely furious and almost crazy, and yelled hysterically at the black dragon: "Enough! What kind of thing are you? Lizard, I am the true god of the Endless Realm, and you reptile can only ...... at this time."

Before he could finish his words, he was already grabbed by the huge black dragon that pounced on him.