When the second door opened, the white mist was hazy in front of me, and the surging cold air rushed to my face.

But the half-lich's vision would not be affected by this, and through the gaps between the black dragon's massive bodies, through layers of cold smoke, Wren could see the inside.

A dragon, a dead dragon.

Sylvia was wrapped in ice, still maintaining the scene before death, her pupils widened, her expression hideous, and there were several bloody holes in her waist and abdomen thicker than human thighs, which looked shocking. But that wasn't the crux of the killing, the real fatal wound was in the neck, which was now taking on a strange bend.

Caesar couldn't sense it, but the half-lich knew it very well, and could detect the powerful magic contained in the old green dragon's body, even if the dead true dragon was covered in ice, and the power of its life still rippled around it.

Undeniably powerful.

Wren concluded that if the dragon had not fallen into eternal sleep, he would never be its opponent in the case of being alone, and the soul fire would be annihilated and completely crushed.

However, now, this green dragon can only be displayed in the treasure house of the Black Dragon Emperor for people to see, and the dragon's blood will be used to water the dragon king's servants.

"How's that, mage."

Caesar rubbed his chin and the metal rubbed frighteningly, he looked up and down at this beautiful and clean ice sculpture, and asked, "How many dependents can this green dragon give to dragon veins?" ”

"It depends on your needs, Your Majesty."

The half-lich said cautiously: "Dragon blood baptism is not a simple concept, and the dragon veins given are also divided into many specifications from incomplete to perfect. ”

"It's all based on the highest standard of dragon blood baptism."

"This ...... No more than ten people, His Majesty the Emperor, and not just dragon blood can complete such a complex baptism, and many other auxiliary materials are needed. Wren said.

"That's enough."

Caesar thought, waving his huge right forelimb, not all clan leaders need to be promoted, functional clans like boar people, diggers, and shapeshifters don't need such baptism, it would be a waste.

"Can it be applied to undead creatures?" Caesar asked.

Wren's eyes quickly lit up, and the soul fire soared, it thought that the Dragon King was going to give itself such a gift, but this mood fluctuation only appeared for a moment, and the blue fire in the eye socket immediately returned to silence: "I'm afraid this won't work, Your Majesty, undead creatures don't exist on the basis of flesh and blood." ”

"Indeed."

Caesar nodded, then ordered: "You start preparing, what materials do you need to go to Hogg to ask for—oh, the gnoll, he will solve it for you." ”

Of course, Hogg alone can't solve it, but as the current head of the Blackwing Lair, Caesar has given the gnoll leader the power to use the treasury property, and through the channel of Kaki to lead the humans, the problem of the condiment of the dragon's blood baptism should not be difficult to solve.

"Do your bidding."

Wren nodded, then retreated from the Emerald Palace at Caesar's motion.

Shortly after the half-lich left, the gnoll leader came to meet him, and the black dragon thought that Hogg had come for the dragon's blood baptism, but it turned out that this was not the case.

"Your Majesty."

Hogg entered, knelt down on one knee on the ground, and said to the Black Dragon Lord, who was entrenched on the high platform and ready to rest, "I think there is one thing that you should know now. ”

Caesar didn't reply, but looked the jackal up and down carefully.

Speaking of which, Hogg has been following him for ten years, and if you look at the time concept of a true dragon, this period is extremely short, but for the gnolls, it is a very long time.

You must know that as a subordinate species of Eladia, the gnolls have a strong reproductive ability and an exaggeratedly short growth cycle, and at the same time, their lifespan is also very short.

Under normal circumstances, gnolls over the age of thirty-five are already very long-lived.

Hogg was gifted, still physically strong and energetic, but he still couldn't break the boundary, and Caesar could clearly see the traces of time on him—the towering black mane behind the former spine of the gnoll leader had now turned mottled light gray.

His days were numbered.

"We have to get a dragon's blood baptism as soon as possible."

Caesar thought that the dragon veins would not only give the clan leaders great power, but also change their life attributes, transforming them into immortals.

The only drawback is that whether it is a human or other strange beast, they can only perform a dragon blood baptism and give a dragon vein, and the dragon veins bestowed by the dead true dragon have no room to rise, which means that since then, their upper limit has been completely locked.

So, Caesar didn't count Luna.

Mixed thoughts passed through his mind, looking at Hogg, who had been kneeling on one knee and being silent, Caesar came back to his senses for a while, and then spoke: "Say, what's wrong?" ”

"As you may recall, three years ago, you kept an eye on a goblin, a lizardman, and the wolf cubs who escorted them."

Hogg spoke in a low voice, glanced up at the curled Black Dragon Lord, and saw Caesar nodding before he continued, "Now, there are some problems with them. ”

"What's the problem?"

"During the period after you slumber, the goblins and lizardmen remain in the same state of life, but slowly enter a state of self-talk, and later, they begin to intermittently become agitated, and now, most of the time, they are immersed in mania and madness."

"And in recent days, the wolf cubs who escorted them back then have also begun to talk to themselves." Hogg said.

Hearing this, Caesar could not help but raise his vigilance, stretched out his body that had been curled up in a ball, and asked, "What are they talking about to themselves?" ”

"In the long years, in the eternal waiting, even death will die." Hogg did not hesitate, and repeated the exact words: "We will come again." ”

…… After hearing this, Caesar tilted his head.

The logic of these words was clear and coherent, and at the level of war lizards and goblins, it was impossible to say something of this style, and it was obviously influenced by other things.

That secret being dared to be so blatant, not afraid of attracting the attention of the gods? Or are these guys not afraid of the gods at all?

At first, Caesar did not touch the strange and grotesque statuette himself, but found two substitutes to destroy the thing with their hands, and now with the passage of time, the vision has gradually become apparent.

It seems that three years ago it was the right thing to plan for.

"Are they any other signs besides the spirit? For example, strength increases, body upheavals, etc.

Caesar asked, apart from the whispers that suddenly appeared before, the black dragon had not been affected in any way so far, and it seemed that he himself should not have been hit.

Hogg thought for a moment and responded, "Not for the time being, Your Majesty." ”

"That's it."

Caesar scratched the armor on his chest: "Keep these guys in captivity in cages, throw them in the dungeon, let the guards keep an eye on them, and then let me know if there are any other anomalies." ”

To be honest, he really has no interest in these things at all, the black dragon is evil, how can he care about other more evil things.