What is the difference between a dragon and a dragon?

Take the most famous evil dragon in history, "Kunudius", that is a red dragon, the master of the Hell Islands, this guy is the most vicious ruler of the Sea of Stars and the South China Sea, burning, killing and looting all kinds of evil.

It stands to reason that if the dragon achieves this level, it will not only face endless challenges from adventurers, but also face the crusade of the human empire and the armies of the major good races, and spend the day in fear and walking on thin ice.

But what is the reality?

Kungudius lived quite well, built a famous sea kingdom in the Hell Islands, was deeply loved by many races under his rule, and his popularity was prominent for a while, and even attracted many red dragons to take refuge, so that Tiamat, the queen of the five-colored dragons, was quite dissatisfied with this.

Kunudius raised an army and controlled the stars and the South Seas, plundered the seas, and then sold dirt and purchased valuable resources in the areas controlled by the Sunset Empire, which he befriended, while gaining intelligence support from allies, and was called the "Lord of Hell" by the people of the Sunset Empire.

Its behavior is contrary to the image of the red dragon that people have in the impression of wandering around at will and robbing people when they see them, and then eating and getting drunk every day, waiting to be cut by adventurers.

Caesar guessed that the human or other race might have just departed from the docks for the lord of the Hell Islands to receive information, along with a series of information about the route, the anchorage along the way, the berthing time, and so on.

This guy only needed to stay in the lair and arrange as many troops as he wanted to ambush in the designated place, and he could sit back and enjoy the success.

That's what a dragon should look like!

Don't ask Caesar why he knew so much about a red dragon, whose deeds were inscribed in the basic cognition of the inheritance by the five-colored dragons, and became a role model for the evil dragons.

However, even if Kunudius is a freak among all the five-colored dragons, he has been unique for thousands of years, and if other evil dragons could do it like him, the invincible five-colored dragons would have unified Eladia long ago.

But now Caesar has come.

He knew that Kunudius's success was not only in his own strength, in Eladia, you were a legendary ancient dragon, if you were blocked in a corner by a legion, you would have to burp, personal force is indeed an important part of the strength composition, but purely relying on personal strength, it is difficult to shake in this continent.

Of course, if Caesar had completed that "Neutron Star Form Life Remodeling" achievement, it would be the power that could sink Eladia.

Kunudius's success lies in the fact that, in addition to his own formidable strength, he also has a shrewd mind, his men who can fight and kill, and reliable allies.

These things can make it have a lot of capital and many minions, even if it suffers a small setback, there is a chance to make a comeback, and even if the nest is destroyed, there is a place to lick its wounds.

If the whole of Eladia is compared to a hunting ground, then ordinary dragons can only be regarded as carnivores, and only dragons of the rank of Kunudius are truly qualified to join the ranks of hunters.

Animals, no matter how strong they are and how sharp their fangs are, will be killed by hunters with a single shot.

A modern person in the urban society of the 21st century, running to a world with a worse living environment, bearing the reputation of an evil dragon, but not even qualified to pick up a gun, Caesar was unwilling to do such a deal.

His power comes from the trophies in the display case in his head, and he is rewarded for achieving an achievement that the Black Dream recognizes—and the concept is actually quite broad, as long as he achieves the pinnacle in any aspect.

Caesar has been in Eladia for nine years, and he's been hiding long enough, it's time to move around, he needs to gather power, sharpen his minions, and speed up his process of obtaining rewards.

The black dragon lay on the top of the hill and stared at the orc tribe below, its fangs shining in the scorching sun, and he didn't know whether it was the reflection of the sun or the breeding of ambition.

……

Caesar's thoughts were interrupted by the shouts of the orcs, and when his pupils refocused, he found that the orcs of the Crow Clan had gathered in a circle in the clearing, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

In the scorching sun, the warriors beat their dreary tambourines, while the women danced and made a messy noise, singing in the beast language Caesar could not understand.

Caesar sensed something was wrong, flapped his wings and descended the mountain, moving closer to the orcs.

"This is an ancient war song left over from the time when the orcs were scattered, and they usually do it when they are in a desperate situation or when they are parting with life and death."

Luna hid in the thorns and introduced him, and the little thing obviously felt the tragic atmosphere, and subconsciously shrank her body in.

Caesar's arrival attracted the attention of the orcs, but they did not have time to pay attention to the black dragon at this time, and were in a state of grief, and the warriors maintained great restraint, and the low roar was suppressed in their throats.

His eyes followed the orc to the middle of the field, but he saw a sturdy orc lying there, and the fallen orc had his eyes closed, sweating profusely and his face painful.

Caesar's eyes narrowed slightly.

He actually knew this orc, this guy's name was Olcashh, and he was one of the members of the team who captured the Bys Wheat Horn for him, and Olkash was also responsible for transporting food and sending the horned ox to the top of the mountain, and he was one of the few orcs in the Stone Crow Clan who was familiar to Caesar.

"What's going on?"

Caesar walked towards Sifu, and the old leader came, and stood aside, his face as cold as the frozen soil of the south, and it seemed that the wizard was as helpless as the others, with deep grief.

The old leader opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and palpitating: "The curse of the fire demon, there is no priest in our clan, and we can't 'disperse' it for him, so we can only rely on Olcash to survive it by himself." ”

"Today, the horned cattle herd didn't know what was crazy, and they forcibly blocked us in the Dulu Basin and squatted for a long time, and finally we had no choice but to go over the foothills and come back."

An orc, also in charge of hunting the Ergothorn of Bais, answered: "On the way back, Olkash fell. ”

Dulu Basin.

Caesar thought for a moment, and he remembered that the place he had passed by on his migration with two small dragons, and that there seemed to be nothing special about it except for the narrow entrance.

It's just that because of the topography, the Dulu Basin is quite hot, and he still remembers the appearance of the two little dragons roaring constantly.

"What's the Fire Demon Curse?" Caesar stepped back a bit and quietly asked the forest elf on his body.

"Hmm...... It's the curse of the Fire Demon, I don't know. ”

Luna probed her brain and muttered, "This curse seems to only appear in the dry season in the Northland, and the level is actually very low, and it can be solved with a flick of the priest in the past." ”

At this time, the leader of the hunting party and the only great warrior of the Stone Crow Clan, Gar, passed by, and Xiao Luna immediately silenced, retracted her body, and stopped talking.

Caesar pressed his claws around the great orc: "Since it's just a low-level curse, why don't you go to the witch doctor of another race and try it?" Gal. ”

"Witch doctor? What Witch Doctor? Garren paused.

"Uh-"

Caesar didn't expect that Eladia didn't have such a profession as a witch doctor, so he choked up and added, "Doctor? Pharmacist? Shaman? ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Lord Ortorenzo."

Gal's face turned very unsightly, and he walked away, no longer talking to the black dragon.

He thinks Caesar is humiliating the Crow Clan, and is still joking at this time, and their orc lives are so worthless in the eyes of dragons?

"You're so weird, I know everything you say, but I don't know what it means when you connect them."

Seeing Gal walk to the other side, Luna spoke up again: "Let's go back, it's useless to stay here, only the priest can dispel the fire curse." ”

"Aelladia doesn't have any other medical profession besides a priest?"

The skin on the black dragon's forehead bone wrinkled: "Then how can you be sure that this must be a curse?" Do you feel spell fluctuations? ”