In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

After relocation and years of continuous renovation and reconstruction, the Black Dragon's Lair has now expanded nearly six times in size compared to before, becoming a real lord's hall, and after Luna's meticulous design, this place is now quite a real dragon.

In fact, Caesar always said that he didn't care about his kennel, because when the time came, he would eventually return to the earth, and the dark region was regarded by Caesar as a backup place, which could be entrusted to Angramo or Naldero

- Of course, the Black Knight must be loyal enough, otherwise he will not be able to compete with the Corpse Dragon.

However, the refusal to repair the proposal was strongly opposed by the forest elf, who said that Caesar had grown up, and the Black Dragon's Lair had to look like a little bit of the lord's hall, otherwise even the king's palace would be ruined, and how could his soldiers be willing to fight for the king?

Because of the little guy's unremitting thoughts, Caesar even felt that it made some sense, and finally let her go, so that the little guy, who had been bored to the point of irritability in the past few years, had something to do.

In fact, Luna had nothing to do with a makeshift council, bringing in all the leaders of Garl, Hogg, Pavre, and even the Manticore, and their first topic was to discuss what kind of title to design for the Black Dragon Lord.

For this reason, the little guy also specially interviewed the opinion of the Black Dragon Lord himself.

The reply was: Silly beep.

Luna: ???

The title of this thing is better the later you get, don't think it's so majestic, it's good to say that the good dragon does this, an evil dragon's act of giving himself a title is tantamount to opening a mountain, Caesar doesn't want to cause some unnecessary trouble.

You must know that in the history of the five-color dragon, it is not uncommon to be slaughtered because the title is too public.

Righteous and brain-dead warriors are in abound, and they will not tolerate evil.

As mentioned earlier, the new nest of the black dragon has changed places, which is under the command of Grand Executive Luna, and it took countless manpower to hollow out the entire mountain peak, anyway, the manpower of the undead is unlimited, and Caesar will use it with her.

Outside the entrance to the Black Dragon's Lair, towering fortresses and watchtowers are guarded by the Lizardmen; The entire palace is made of tungsten wood, which is a specialty of the dark region, dark as black smoke and hard as iron, and the periphery of the palace is also full of horses and thorns, full of fierce atmosphere, and the manticore lion clan is responsible for patrolling tasks.

Caesar, when he saw the completed lair, had reservations about it.

In fact, he was really drunk, God knows what the use of getting these things, all the bells and whistles, is there still his enemies in the whole dark region?

It's just to make Luna addicted.

At this time, the black dragon, after five years of growth, finally passed the "weak" juvenile period and truly entered the juvenile dragon stage.

Well, although he has an extra daughter, he is still a teenager.

Of course, this guy's size can't be measured by common sense, the ordinary five-colored dragon, even the largest red dragon, in the higher stage of adolescence, the maximum is only nine to ten meters, and Caesar ...... He measured himself after waking up last time, and it was about sixteen meters, about the same size as his mother back then.

It's not that this guy has been growing slowly during this time, in fact, Caesar once had a length of twenty meters when he was at his peak in size.

But that won't work.

Later, he realized that sixteen meters was already the limit, and if he did not adjust the wings, the adaptive wings could no longer drive him to fly in the face of the over-swelling body.

There was no way, he had to consume resources again to start optimizing his body, pressing back the original swollen length, strengthening a series of muscle groups such as the pectoral muscles, deltoid muscles, and latissimus dorsi, and at the same time optimizing the defense ability of the wings to a certain extent, making it no longer so fragile.

In other aspects of the body, especially the anti-joint control that had worked wonders before, Caesar also did enough work to finally limit his body size to sixteen meters.

If he wanted to grow longer, it would have to be after he found an alternative to the wings to fly.

This guy's ability value in the verification device has also risen a lot, from the original 280~331 to 375~428, with an increase of nearly 100 points.

Of course, this is not a leap that can be achieved by physical growth alone, and in conjunction with the previous factors, the two trophies obtained, whether it is lightning breath or law order dust-free land, will cause a great improvement in the evaluation of the verification device.

Especially the "Dustless Land", this super anomalous ability, Caesar has not yet figured out where the upper limit of its ability is, and he can't test it.

I'm afraid he will have to find a powerful caster to test before he can really get a glimpse of it.

On the other hand, the ecology of the dark region is also on the right track, the orc breeding industry is in full swing, the first batch of breeding beasts has been slaughtered, and the wild boar people's furious research plan has also begun to bear fruit, and the ninth grass fern experiment has made a major breakthrough.

In terms of monster clans, the pyramid reform promoted by the joint efforts of the Jackals, the Lizards, the Dogs and the Demons, in addition to the bloody suppression of the rebellion at the beginning, is now gradually stabilizing, but there are still sporadic and continuous resistances, and Caesar's direct force is still needed to garrison.

After all, nature is inseparable, even if you have food and shelter and arrange work, this thing may not be able to change for a while, and it is a big project to let chaos and evil evolve into order evil, and I am afraid it will take several generations or even more than ten generations of change and adaptation.

Fortunately, the black dragon lived long enough to witness the evolution history of these clans for thousands of years.

At this time, Caesar had already crawled out of his lair, and he had been waiting for it for a long time, but it was only now that the figure of the corpse dragon gradually appeared in the far sky.

"Why is it so slow?" Caesar asked.

But when the corpse dragon landed, Caesar knew why the corpse dragon was delayed, and Luna was grabbing the bone horn from Yog Angramo's head and returning with it.

The little one has been with Caesar for seven years, and after such a long time, Luna has not only not grown up, but is still getting smaller and smaller.

Of course, this is just an illusion, the fairy of the forest will freeze in size after the third year of birth and will no longer grow, so Luna's body has not changed, but Caesar himself has been expanding, so he subconsciously feels that the little guy is becoming smaller and smaller.

"Father, I have informed Naydreo."

The corpse dragon's eyes flashed with blue soul fire, and he stood still in front of the black dragon, bowing his head slightly: "At that time, the high-level undead will be stationed in the northern realm, meticulously carry out your orders, maintain the existing ecology of each clan, and provide stability and security, please rest assured." ”

"Okay."

Caesar replied: "The undead cannot leave the dark region for the time being, and the clans in the northern realm, I will also leave a part of it, and you will be responsible for it." ”

"Remember, the focus is on you, Agendro is only an assistant."

The corpse dragon grew very fast, and at this time, Angramo's ability was almost equal to that of the Black Knight, and there were basically no other problems except that the time since birth was too short and some cognitive deficiencies were still there.

In contrast, Caesar, of course, trusted Angelamo more.

"Of course, you also need to be prepared, if the pressure of war in the terrestrial world is too great, I will also send the undead to help." Caesar continued.

"I understand."

The corpse dragon nodded, biting the dark blue flame, and responded in a deep voice: "I wish you all victory, and Targaryen will surely become king." ”

Ignoring Angelamo's compliments, Caesar turned his gaze to Luna, who was holding the keel horn of the corpse, and only then did his voice become softer and smile: "What, you went for a 'ride' again?" ”

"Ride" is an original word of the Black Dragon, and I'm afraid only Luna can understand it.