Now Caesar has become a source of terrifying energy, and the power of nuclear fusion-driven power is flowing between his muscles and veins, which also indirectly triggers a certain change - the abundant energy has pushed up the upper limit of the black dragon's soul, and if you use the Soul Detection Spell to check, you can find that Caesar's soul is far brighter and tougher than that of ordinary real dragons.

It is no exaggeration to say that this black dragon has already broken away from the realm of mortal things and taken a steady and solid step towards the realm of the gods, and this is only the beginning......

Caesar opened his eyes and soon realized that something was wrong with him.

As a very defensive dragon, the expansion of the territory and the increase in dependents did not make the black dragon lose his vigilance, and after having a hunting instinct, Caesar was extremely sensitive to malicious eyes, so after a nap, Caesar quickly realized that he was falling into malicious speculation.

This feedback made him sink into a dark dream, and at this moment, the surroundings of the miniature empire under the display case were completely shrouded in mist, and it was still invading towards the center, gradually disappearing beyond the borders of the Blackwing Empire.

Realizing this, Caesar ordered the caster team to go to the Tower of Arcane and turn on Active Detection Mode, but the wizard's eye projected by the Tower of Arcane could not cross the borders of the empire at all, and at this moment, the frontier was enveloped by a latent force.

Caesar tried to fly to the border and then used psionic energy to scan, and although the psionic survey made some breakthroughs, it was still pitch black after a certain distance, and it was impossible to completely pierce the blockade from outside the border.

This was not good news, Caesar was aware of the threat.

To be honest, the black dragon has been restrained enough during this time, he has not taken the initiative to provoke any party on the mainland, and what he has done is exactly what he looks like a harmonious ruler, but some guys hidden in the dark don't seem to want him to have such a good time.

The black dragon was quite dissatisfied and found the leader of the manticore who was in charge of the perimeter reconnaissance and defense.

Border guarding and intelligence are essential for an empire, and the Manticore tribe has been tasked with this task without any problems, but until now, they have not even discovered who the hidden enemy is.

Even a moment before the Black Dragon Emperor summoned it for questioning, the Manticore didn't notice anything unusual on the border.

I have to say that the other party's concealment has been quite successful, and the dark curtain manticore lion has limited ability after all, and they do not have supernatural abilities and do not have the ability to monitor the hidden blockade, but after receiving the order of the Black Dragon Emperor, the manticore lion group dispatched a thousand ethnic groups, spread out of the southern border of the empire, and spread outward, setting up surveillance in farther places, patrolling day and night.

A week passed quickly, and beyond the Northlands there was nothing but the endless wilderness, calm and quiet outside, like a false alarm, and every scorpion that had been sent out returned safely, even if some of them had explored very far.

But this result did not make Caesar relax, because the fog on the border of the black dream was real, and it was also true that the caster's investigation was blocked, and Caesar's judgment was not wrong.

The problem now is that there are too few detectives, and the imperial border is too long, even if the entire manticore tribe is sent, it is impossible to do everything, so in order to strengthen the ability to guard against the outside world, Caesar transferred Angramo and her army of the undead back and released them to all parts of the empire to set up heavy surveillance.

Although the starting point of ordinary undead is too low, and they can be easily erased in an instant when facing powerful creatures, they have the advantage of being numerous, and they can rely on soul communication to directly transmit to the upper level undead to share vision, and Angramo does not even need to leave the royal court to control this sophisticated and efficient detection system.

Without knowing who the opponent is and how strong the strength is, it is not realistic to take the initiative to attack, and the strength of the guy who dares to do it against the Black Wing Empire now will definitely not be weak, Caesar guessed that the other party is most likely the five-colored dragon who is not afraid of death.

Unbeknownst to the Black Dragon, his enemies had finally come together.

……

Aobo walked into a tavern, and the smell of hot and humid wine mixed with the smell of wine came to his face.

In the dim light, the men stripped off their shirts and showed their sweaty backs, sat at the wine cabinet at the waiter's table, poured cups of inferior beer into their mouths, and laughed loudly with their companions, while bloated maids interspersed between the wine tables and filled the guests with wine glasses.

He looked around a little, and soon found his target—a thin young man sitting in an inconspicuous corner with a rusty dagger resting on a stool.

After glancing at it, Obbo approached the bar and asked for a cheap beer, unhurriedly tasting the bitter taste peculiar to the bad wine of the Northland, to see if anyone was secretly staring at the young man.

He was very satisfied with the ending, although occasionally someone swept his eyes to the corner, but most of them were unintentional, except for the strong man who chatted the loudest at the large central table, who would observe the movement of the corner through the gap in the pouring of wine.

The two of them joined each other, and the division of labor was a characteristic described in the previous message to him, which was consistent with what Aobo was seeing now.

"One more drink." He shouted to the bartender, "Add ice." ”

"Sir, the price of cold beer has doubled." Sommelier reminds.

Orbo threw out two copper coins: "Give me the icest." ”

Holding the wine glass with a burst of white mist, he walked towards the only empty table, but before his ass could reach the bench, the strong man who had been shouting at the main table took his place first: "Brother, this is mine." ”

Aobo's face was a little unpleasant, but after taking a look at the other party's muscles, he finally didn't want to cause trouble, swallowed this breath and walked to the other table, and said to the owner of this table: "Do you mind sharing a seat?" ”

The young man in the corner looked up and looked at him: "Feel free." ”

"Thank you."

Aobo smiled and sat down across from him, "Sorry to keep you waiting, this is the royal city, full of black shirts and beasts. ”

"I thought you were all off." The young man said angrily: "It seems that the above is good, and many of you people have been buried." Now it's your turn to behave. ”

"Say, do you want to find information, check clues, or create chaos and disrupt the audio? Or what important institutions will be destroyed? ”

"No, these methods are too low-level, and the above requires you to ......" The young man showed a dark look under his hood and whispered two words: "Assassination." ”

"This ...... It's not within our means, it's too hard. ”

Aobo shook his head: "Everyone knows very well, let alone it, even those clan leaders under it, it's not something that we people can move." If you send in more powerful people, you will be easily discovered. ”

"Of course I won't let you do the impossible." The young man shook his finger and said, "The target is a little goblin who has no ability to protect himself, but he has some more magical strange things on his body. ”

"It sounds simpler."

Aobo sat up straight, revealing a hint of thought: "Where is it?" ”

"Deep in the Court of the Black Wing."

The young man said, looking at Aobo's abruptly changing expression, and then added: "Don't change your face in a hurry, it's indeed by that guy's side now, but it won't be there all the time." ”

"The Dragon Queen has given an oracle: every once in a while, the forest elves will transform away from the Blackwing Court and head to the Elegy Tavern down the next street—that's your chance."

"It's not easy at the Elegy Tavern either." Obbo smacked his lips and groaned.

"It's not easy, so it's best to do it on the road."

The young man said, "I don't know how many of you have not been removed, but this is your only chance, and if you can't, I believe your God will not be satisfied." ”

"Such a plan is not something our god could have come up with."

Aobo sighed, "It's a shame to be in the company of you. ”

"Perhaps, as if we'd like to stay with you humans." The young man shrugged his shoulders: "But in this situation, only everyone can work together, right?" ”