"Your Excellency."

"Your Majesty."

Gal and Hogg appeared in front of him, and it was worth mentioning that this was the third time that the Gnoll Leader had been summoned today, and Hogg had been picked up and ran back and forth between the Tribal Habitat and the Emerald Palace three times.

But the guy didn't get the slightest impatient, and still arrived quickly, and entered the Emerald Palace with the orc commander Garr.

"Look at this."

Caesar didn't talk nonsense, and with his tail paws carrying the legendary weapon, he handed it straight to them.

Whether it is Gal or Hogg, they are the first dependents to join Caesar's forces, and the orc clan and the gnoll clan under their command are also the core tribes of the Black Dragon Legion today, so Caesar values them very much, this is the basic plate that he can rely on, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is right-handed.

Hogg and Gar are indeed rare powerhouses in their own tribe, but as Caesar's handicap expands, their strength gradually becomes weaker, whether it is Nero, the leader of the dog demon, the black knight Gnadró, or the corpse dragon Angramo, and even the leader of the two-legged wyvern Erha, who has just joined, they are all stronger than them.

For these clans, there is no strength, and there is no confidence.

Caesar originally planned to lead the shapeshifters into the Northlands and wait until Roy was torn apart before returning, but that would take at least two weeks, and he was going to leave the green capital to Hogg and Gal for the time being.

However, the black dragon is worried that as soon as he leaves, this place will be chaotic.

This is not a groundless speculation, but an inevitable fact, the underground clan has only only gone through the first five-year plan, and the newly collected Wyverns and Thorny Beasts are also chaotic races, and it is by nature.

I'm afraid that even if the black dragon only leaves for three days, this place may be a mess.

Without strength, it would be difficult for Hogg and Gal to stabilize the situation, so they couldn't go to the dark region and send the undead to suppress it, right?

So in order to make them more confident, Caesar prepared to give this legendary weapon that he did not need: Isaacs Thirst Blood, to these two loyal dependents, to see which of them was more suitable.

"My lord, this is ......"

Gal took the treasure first, holding it in his hands, and wanted to ask the Black Dragon Lord about the origin of the treasure, but after seeing its full picture, the orc stopped talking.

The origin of Isaacs Thirst for Blood was already related to the orcs, and Gal could even get a glimpse of it, his pupils empty, immersed in that history, which seemed to go back to the past.

After a while, the orc commander came back to his senses, his hands clenched tightly on the short-handled battle axe, his chest rose and fell violently, and it took a while for him to say to the Black Dragon Lord: "My lord, it records the glory and filth of the ancient orc empire in the past. ”

"How? Can you use it? ”

"Yes."

Gal nodded, then took two steps forward, knelt down again, picked up the legendary heavy axe in both hands, and handed it back to the black dragon: "However, I beg you to take back this treasure, this is not something that orcs should use for their bodies." ”

"Why?"

"Because it is stained with the blood of the same kindred."

Gal bared his teeth and puffed out his eyes, "This is the betrayer's thing, the orc leader Isaacs, the rat nailed to the pillar of shame, he is the one who destroyed the eye of Guush." ”

"The fall apart of the ancient orc empire stemmed from two betrayals: the Broken Bone Tribe and the Giant Clan. The Bone Crushers have destroyed our artifacts, and the Giants have fallen in the Sunset War. ”

"This is a hatred that every orc must remember, and we will never forget it even if we are skinned and cursed forever." Gal let out an irrepressible roar.

Caesar listened quietly, of course he was not interested in learning about the history of the ancient orc empire, nor was he interested in digging through those old accounts, but out of respect, Caesar still waited until Gal finished speaking, and then took back the "thirst for blood".

In his opinion, the orc's brain axis is a little excessive, this bottom line is too high, and he doesn't even want to use the enemy's weapon, is the name of a so-called betrayer really that important, you must know that this is a legendary weapon!

But after thinking about it, Caesar also knew that he neither knew the story of the orcs nor experienced that history, so naturally he could not empathize with their emotions.

Understand, understand.

The black dragon, who had an understanding mentality, couldn't help but become heavy at this time, and was led astray by the orc Gal, and handed the legendary weapon to Hogg with his tail, and said with a cold face: "Here you go." ”

"Your Majesty, this ......"

Hogg was stunned, Gal heard his words, he always thought that nothing was wrong with him, but the black dragon made an unexpected decision: "You...... Will you give it to me? ”

"Yes, you've done a good job during this time."

With the affirmation of the Black Dragon Lord, Hogg dared to take the weapon slowly, he was not an illiterate fool, as a well-informed gnoll, he knew very well the value of Isaacs' thirst for blood.

Such a treasure can buy ten large goblin clans, or half a rich city, or three elite armies, and can also be exchanged for the chastity of the silver dragon (in the dragon aesthetic, the silver dragon is the most beautiful true dragon).

Such a treasure, the Black Dragon Lord actually gave it to him!

Hogg's heart was full of disbelief, and if it weren't for the fact that the gnolls had no tears and his own personality limitations, he probably couldn't help but cry.

But even so, the huge and strong gnoll man lowered his head, and his body trembled slightly.

Speaking of which, since escaping from the hands of humans, Hogg also has a certain ambition, and he also craves power and power, trying to gather power and become a lord as the king of the mountain.

However, as a greedy, cruel, filthy and despicable gnoll, no other race was willing to follow Hogg, and during his time in exile in the wilderness, he had seen too many races more powerful than the gnolls.

The harsh reality knocked him to the back.

Hogg found that his identity as a gnoll could not make him a so-called lord at all, and the power that he originally thought was powerful was gradually shattered in one battle after another.

In order to survive, he even knelt on the ground to beg for mercy from the grizzly bear.

Later, Hogg gave up, hoping to eat and wait for death, and it didn't matter who he followed, and barely lived this life.

Even in that ethereal dream, he never imagined that one day, he would be able to obtain the legendary treasure.

Hogg was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did he slowly raise his head, look directly at Caesar, and then open his mouth, shoved his paw into his mouth, and pulled a sharp and small fang from the innermost part of his mouth.

"Your Majesty."

Hogg handed the fangs to the black dragon and repeated what they had said when they first met: "If you wish, the dreadnought will be the sharpest guillotine in your hand." ”

True dragons are all misers, and Eladya has never heard of a true dragon in all these years who would hand over such a treasure to his men.

Hogg was well aware of the value of the gift.

"Help me guard this acre and three points of land, and when I come back, I will see that everything is in order, better than when I left."

"I promise you."