"This guy."

If the lich had a physical body, Aglalon's forehead would have overflowed with a little cold sweat at this time, for the undead who walked in the shadows, stealth and stealth were their forte, and the lich who was good at playing with spirits and magic was the best of them, and Aglaron maintained this maximum vigilance after entering Mount Cames, and it could confirm that he had never revealed any traces or breath.

Malicious...... Can this kind of thing really be perceived?

Caesar gave Agra the answer, and the huge dragon slowly raised its body, and the hot magma trickled down the rough black scales like dark red blood, and he stared at the direction where Aglaon was hiding, and said, "Let me think about it, such malice...... You must have wanted to make me a necromantic dragon back then, right? ”

The lich unconsciously retreated a little, he was not afraid of the black dragon, but he was not sure of victory, the point was that it was now in the opponent's territory, Caesar Targaryen had countless clans to support, and it was not wise to start a war with the black dragon in this place.

"What? Want to leave? Overlapping voices rumbled overhead.

Almost halfway through Caesar's words, Agla Long made a quick decision, and instantly teleported the spell to prepare to leave the dangerous place, for a transcendent creature like him, there are no low-level emotions such as humiliation and face, and the real gains and losses are what the lich really cares about, facing the Black Emperor in the northern land, fleeing without a fight did not bring any psychological burden to Aglalon, in his opinion, it was the wisest choice.

"It's not a good feeling to be disturbed from sleeping, especially for dragons, who want to leave without leaving anything behind?" The black dragon muttered, then his eyes became sharp, and he whispered silently: "Emperor Liyue." ”

In the direction he was looking at, the space was shattered like a mirror, revealing the primordial chaos mixed with light and darkness, and at the same time, the countless spatial nodes connected here were all broken at the same time, and the lich who was in the teleportation spell was cut off, and in order not to fall into the chaos, he had to go back the same way, and was pulled back by Caesar.

Agralong was forced to retreat to the starting point, not showing any panic, but only letting out a soft sigh: "The power of the gods." ”

At their level, even without any explanation, both sides can quickly understand the principles and effectiveness of the spells and abilities cast by their opponents, but understanding is one thing, and whether they can do it is another. Agra Long knew very well that if the black dragon used a teleportation spell to escape, he could only follow and catch up seamlessly, and he couldn't complete an operation like this to cut off the way and force the opponent back.

But this doesn't prove that the other party must be better than him, Agra Long looked around, showing a puzzled expression: "You really want to fight me?" Here? ”

Caesar ignored him, tilted his head slightly, and asked Prince Athas, who was standing on the tower, "Is it finished?" ”

"Basically, there's nothing wrong with that." "But this is the first time we've built such armor, and if we don't know the exact effect, you'd better take a while to get used to it," said the Hammer Dwarf. ”

"Adapt now."

Caesar snorted twice, his claws lifted out of the magma pool, and smashed on the ground with a muffled sound: "Go and rest, take your people away!" ”

Having said that, the black dragon didn't seem to have much time for the dwarves to retreat, and after only ten seconds of speaking, this guy had already begun to attack the lich, and the dancing flames swept the land, and the dwarves had no time to clean up, so they could only bend down and quickly escape from the ropeway.

"Caesar Targaryen."

Aglalong suddenly said in a loud voice, his voice echoing throughout the mountain furnace: "There is no hatred and contradiction between us, are you going to go to war with me?" ”

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I didn't want to go to war with you." The dragon above his head suddenly paused, straightened his expression, and said seriously: "It's just as compensation for being disturbed and dormant, I want to ask you to do me a favor and help me try to test the effect of the new armor, isn't it too much?" Of course, if you accidentally get killed, then ...... I'm sorry. ”

"Stupid pig."

Agra Long cursed in his heart, stretched out his embodied craggy hand, pulled out a scepter from the magic space, and said-for-tat: "There is only one dragon emperor in Eladia, and if you die, this world will probably be much less fun." ”

Caesar's pupils twitched, staring at the staff in the lich's hand, it was not an ordinary magic object, but a dragon-slaying weapon.

The legendary power of dragon slaying does exist, and it comes from a god named Marduk, who prayed to the god for a chance to exchange for a blessed weapon, and the dragon killed with this weapon would have blood and soul wrapped around the weapon, wailing in fury and letting his power be absorbed by the weapon.

Each time a dragon is hunted, the weapon's unique damage to the dragon is multiplied.

In fact, the dragon hunters that Caesar faced at the beginning actually had similar weapons, but at that time, due to the large gap between the two sides, the dragon hunters were annihilated by the breath of the black dragon before they could get close, and the dragon hunting weapons they carefully prepared did not work.

"I miss it so much."

Aglaron rubbed his scepter with his bony fingers and whispered, "It's been a long time since I've taken this thing out, and the last time I used it, I was a mortal." At that time, I was facing an old green dragon, what was it called...... Oh, Standlu Bloodfall, master of Ill Castle, which rules over two half-drake clans, three canine tribes, and many dragonborns, and has long oppressed twenty-one villages and four cities. Legendary Elder Dragon, that guy is really fierce, but unfortunately she died soon, along with her children. ”

The lich's words were a bit long, but what he didn't expect was that Caesar actually took the time to listen to his story patiently, and this strange reaction made Aglalon a little stunned, and the black dragon still looked at him, and when the lich subconsciously stopped, the black dragon said seriously: "Say more, after all, after you die, no one will remember these stories, and I will keep them for you." ”

"Even if he knows that this is a dragon-slaying weapon, does this guy still plan to go to war? Can't it see the souls of thirteen dragons swirling around it? ”

Agrillon gritted his teeth and thought, "Mad Dragon." ”

He's right, Caesar is indeed a little crazy, the desire to conquer and destroy in the marrow of the dragon is always trying to drive him to fight, and this guy hasn't fought heartily for a long time, the last time he remembered being more enjoyable was when he fought against Azrils, the king of the fire demons, and now that they are allies, Caesar can't run to fight with Azrils every day.

So disturbing sleep, testing armor, etc., was an excuse, and Caesar just wanted to give the damned, posturing ghost lich a good beating.

How much effect can a dragon-slaying weapon blessed by the god Marduk have on Caesar Targaryen, the strongest dragon in the main material realm? Aglalon raised his hand and decided to give it a try.

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