Caesar discovered one thing—the more intelligent the creature, the richer the facial expressions.

He had never seen such a look on the faces of orc jackals or even war lizardmen, after seeing the black dragon, these dark curtain manticores with humanoid heads stared at the round eyes, opened their mouths wide, saliva flowed without realizing it, they had shocked faces, and only reacted half-loudly.

Thinking about this expression out of thin air, I think it's quite cute, but made by these manticores, I don't see cuteness, only ugliness.

The appearance of these guys makes even the grinning and raunchy orcs feel sour, and you can imagine how terrifying the faces of these dark manticores are.

"You are the greatest true dragon I have ever seen in my life."

After a long pause, the leader of the Dark Curtain Manticore took two steps forward, bowed his head in front of the black dragon, and whispered: "You are the center of heaven and earth, the master of the world, and your majestic momentum and majestic posture make me want to destroy my eyes." ”

"Because, I know, everything I see from now on will be ugly and eclipsed by you......"

"Stop."

The orc commander shouted, and Gal took two steps forward and stopped in front of the black dragon: "Manticore, explain your intentions to your lord first." ”

"Don't."

Caesar stopped the rough orcs: "Let it continue." ”

He loves to listen.

"Unparalleled, irreversible......"

However, after such a break from the orcs, the leader of the manticore couldn't say any more, smacking his mouth and spitting out a few words, but he didn't know how to continue.

"I can't imagine your wisdom, Your Majesty."

At this time, Hogg, the leader of the gnolls, came to Caesar's side, stared at the manticore, and said, "But please forgive me for taking the liberty of reminding you that there is a slang word among the gnolls: manticore, bones and lies. ”

Hogg was hostile, and it was clear that the gnolls were not friendly to the manticore.

"Please don't confuse us with those shameful earthly races, we are the Shadows Manticore, Your Excellency." The manticore leader turned his head and smiled, revealing his teeth as thin as steel needles, staring at Hogg and saying.

They have overlapping pupils that make you wonder when you look at them.

Hogg didn't say a word, but just shook the short axe in his hand, and before he could make a sound, the jackals quickly gathered around him in a short time, and roared incessantly.

The scorpion lion also hooked their tails.

"That's enough."

The black dragon, who had been watching coldly, finally spoke, as if the actual suppressive power emanated from Caesar's body, so that the original tense atmosphere was instantly wiped out, and the wolf cubs all let out aggrieved whimpers, standing unsteadily, and the scorpion lion group quickly put away their hostility and corrected their attitude.

"Explain your intentions." Caesar lifted his chin, and the sparkling steely cuticles were very eye-catching, glittering in the refraction of the light.

The leader of the manticore stepped forward again, ignoring the orc gnolls who were staring at him, and after approaching Caesar, he knelt down, kissed the black dragon's paws with his dark purple lips, and began to vow: "Praise be to you, great dragon, from this moment on, the manticore of the dark curtain is willing to be your most faithful servant until death." ”

Sure enough, look at the face......

Caesar thought about it, but his face remained silent, and he glanced at the results of the examination of the dark curtain lion in the auxiliary device.

Comprehensive combat capability verification: 80~100.

Slightly biased, Caesar felt that this value was a bit high, and the auxiliary device relied on the target's lethality to determine the value, but the Shadow Curtain Manticore focused too much on the attack power of the tail thorn, and had a big shortcoming in terms of melee combat and its own defense ability.

Now, for example, once surrounded and unable to lift into the air, a group of gnolls has the ability to tear them apart.

After all, it is a machine, and it cannot be perfect without the ability to think, and Caesar did not demand anything from this, he himself knew that he could already do it.

Caesar nodded, indicating that he knew, and naturally included the Dark Curtain Manticore, made up for the missing shortcomings of the ranged troops, and added it to the Black Dragon Legion.

Soon, the Manticore received his first mission, returning.

Caesar told them to return to the stream, sending their children to the orc settlement, and on the way back, Caesar demanded that the Manticore must spread the word about the existence of the Black Dragon Lord.

Soon, he felt the benefits of the transformation of his body, and the first task of the Dark Curtain Manticore was completed quite perfectly, so that a wave of advertisements was launched, and the black dragon did not even have to leave his habitat, and welcomed countless clans north of the dark region to visit and take refuge.

Digging Worms, Boar Men, Dog Demons, Shapeshifters...... Batch after batch of evil races came to the settlement, and after meeting Caesar, they did not hesitate to choose to join the Black Dragon Legion.

……

Two months later.

The light in the hall made of white bones was bright and dark, and the faint light left deep nicks on the texture of the bones.

The hall was quiet, and there was a sense of tranquility in the air.

Naldero looked at the unintelligent skeletons wandering outside the palace, his bone fingers tapped lightly on the throne, and he paused for a moment before he lowered his head and said to the corpse witch kneeling on the ground, "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure, sir."

The Corpse Witch lowered his head and replied in a dry voice, "It has many dependents, and the skeletons of my envoy cannot get close, but I have seen it from a distance, and I should not be wrong." ”

"So, it's a dragon."

The black knight let out a hoarse and ugly laugh from the stiff skeletal chin of the collision, and then twisted his head to the corner of the shadows: "I didn't expect it to be your kin." ”

"Really?"

A disdainful sneer came from the shadows.

The head of the corpse witch and the wraith under the throne was lowered, and with the swaying of phosphorus fire, a living creature walked out of the darkness.

Dragon.

This dragon is somewhat similar in appearance to the black dragon of Eladia, and it is also pitch-black and hideous, but it has many differences.

It has a slender, segmented body, horns on the top of its head that resemble sinuous fishhooks, a pair of emerald eyes, small, dark teeth, and long, dancing tentacles on its tail.

"But my relatives have been killed by me."

Its voice is as high-pitched, melodious, and sweet as honey dipped in poison.

Calamity Dragon.

As an uncommon true dragon, the ecology of the Calamity Dragon is completely different from that of the Metal Dragon, and even compared to the five-colored dragon, which is also evil, there is a big gap.

The mothers who gave birth to them didn't care about their own children, and as soon as the Calamity Dragons were born, they would be caught up in a never-ending infighting, fighting to the death with their siblings until they killed all the other dragons.

This type of dragon worships a different deity, not Tiamat, the mother of evil dragons, but the night dragon Farrazul, the master of all corrupt, withered and undead creatures, and thus offers a glimpse into the evil nature of the calamity dragon.

It is wrong to put the name of good conspiratorship with the undead on the black dragon, in fact, the calamity dragon is the real dragon that is most keen to be in the company of the undead, but because they are very scarce in the territory of Eladia, they have no reputation and do not make waves.

But there's one in this place.