The temperature of the flames around Azrils became scorching, and he stared at Caesar without speaking.

"Okay."

The Flame Demon Lord stepped back a bit and said, "I don't care, anyway, the Abyss Gate will be opened sooner or later, and the other monarchs of the Upper Realm will eventually come, I don't have the energy to have a laborious war with you now, since you refuse, then this is the end of the conversation." ”

"If you give up the trade, you won't get anything." Caesar said.

"Harming others is not good for oneself, but the motto of the evil camp." Azrils laughed, "You should know very well. ”

"You can change the conditions." The black dragon slowed his voice: "I don't allow other demons to enter Eladia, but you are different, we are allies. Azrils, it's hard to stay in Blackstone Mountain, right? ”

"What do you mean?" Caesar's words regained the attention of the Fire Demon King.

"I'll set you free." Caesar said.

"What a joke! Do you think I'm your prisoner? Black Dragon, you're too arrogant. Azrils seemed enraged, and roared, "I can leave whenever I want, and go anywhere in Eladya or even the astral plane." ”

"I never treated you like a prisoner."

Caesar said, "But can you really leave?" You should know very well how many people in this world are going to deal with you. ”

"In the main material realm, it is no exaggeration to describe the demons as everyone shouting and fighting, and the gods, whether good or evil, are your enemies. In addition, there are many powerful and transcendent creatures, such as a certain near-god lich that I met some time ago, and for such creatures, the mana and power of an elemental demon lord are what they dream of. You chose to stay in the Northlands because you know that if there is no war between us, you are safe here, at least without worrying about snakes and arrows in the shadows. ”

Caesar stared at Azrils as if to see through his inner thoughts: "So, constrained by these considerations, you are forced to make some concessions and accept the fact that the Blackwing Empire has sent an army to blockade Blackstone Mountain, and lurk into the gloomy depths of the earth in the hope of reappearing when the Abyss Legion descends on Eladia." ”

"Caesar, you're going to provoke me." Azrils shouted the name of the black dragon, and the flames around the Fire Demon King rose up, and the cracks in the ground were gradually filled with bloody magma.

"If you and I were to swap identities, I would probably think the same way." Caesar said lightly, "So, you don't have to be angry about it. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say!" Azrils roared.

"Our deal continues." Caesar said, "Give me the heart of the molten fire, and I will withdraw the army from this area, and hand over the Black Rock Mountain and the entire Seron Gobi to you completely." On top of that, our alliance goes even further, you can travel to other parts of Eladia on your own, and if a god makes a move on you, I'll help you, as long as you don't think about moving that abyssal rift. ”

"Sounds like you're giving in a lot." Azrils snorted, "But you think you can fool me? Black Dragon, in this way, what is the difference between me and the Dragon Vein Lord you are divided! This condition expects me to stupidly agree, as a great and noble being of the upper realm, how could I, succumb to you!? ”

"I've stressed it many times, we're allies." Caesar shook his head, "But if you tell me that the Abyss Lord of an evil camp cares what other beings think, I have nothing to say, take my leave." With that, he turned around and walked out.

Caesar's footsteps were unhurried, his pace the same as when he entered Blackstone Mountain, and as he reached the exit of the passage, Azriel's deep voice sounded behind him, "Remember what you said, dragon. I promised! ”

"Okay."

The Black Dragon Emperor did not look back, passed through the passage, and spread his huge wings to leave the Black Stone Mountain.

……

Villestere, the Golden City.

Since the landing of the Sea Clan, the battle of Vloster has been raging, and the Prophet Crewe hastened back to the Golden City, thinking that the news he brought back from the coast would cause a wave of turmoil, but the order of the city has not changed much. The people here are still busy with their lives – the guards are busy running the city, the slave owners are busy wielding whips, the prophets are busy stargazing and divination, and the bronze-tooth army continues to play a game of cat and mouse with the homeless people in the streets, and at first glance it is still the brightest jewel of Villeste.

Of course, it is not completely without changes, such as the daily influx of fleeing tribes, the increasing number of beggars and slaves, and the departure of merchants to look for opportunities in the farther Silver City.

The sun slowly sinks into the mountains to the west, and the sky turns from orange-yellow to dark red, and finally to deep purple. Crewe stood on the tower and looked out at the temple, where a light was lit, and when night fell, the prophets began their second work.

Back in the Golden City, the elders of the Prophet demanded that he must wait seven days before he could enter the temple. It's the rule, Crewe knows, but today he's always a little uneasy, so he plans to climb the tower and look up at the stars in another way.

As a prophet, Crewe's abilities are very unusual, and his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people, and he first found the brightest god king with the naked eye, which is with Veloster, symbolizing the good fortune and misfortune of the whole of Veloster.

"Praise Artuso." Crewe whispered, the light of the gods relieved his restless heart, and he looked at the other constellations, whose signs changed shape with the seasons, and whose light was as intimate to him as the cracks of his lips, though they changed shape with the seasons.

Observing the entire star area, it was almost midnight, and just as Crewe felt that everything was okay and was about to leave, a small light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

In an instant, the Prophet felt his blood congeale: "Igung." ”

He held his breath, biting his lower lip and oozing a little blood, dilating his vision and focusing all his attention in that direction.

That's not a delusion...... A faint star was hidden between the dark clouds and the bright moon, its light was so faint that it seemed to drift away with the wind at any moment, but it was incompatible with the surrounding stars - it was dark blue.

It appeared in the east, skimming the boundary stars, and gradually approaching the god king, and on the way the bright stars were swallowed up and disappeared, leaving only darkness in its path.

When the Death Star comes, the whole world will be doomed. Crewe's hands trembled, "It has crossed the Boundary Star, indicating that Igon is about to land in Villeste." ”