"So you're a magician now?" Elizabeth looked curiously at Caesar, who was sitting on the other side of the table gobbling up.

"Hmm!"

"Do you have a crystal slipper, a pumpkin cart, or the magic to turn a fish's tail into a leg?"

"Ahem!" Caesar clutched his chest and coughed vigorously, swallowing the things stuck in his throat with a hideous expression, and then explained to Elizabeth, "Kama Taj is a secret artist, not an old witch!" ”

"Oh~~" Elizabeth retracted her expectant eyes, inserted a tomato in disappointment, and said resentfully: "Is there any magic that makes people fall in love?" After saying that, he stared at someone meaningfully.

Caesar completely ignored Elizabeth's eyes that were more seductive than Hammerstone's Q, and he felt that the white and tender poached eggs on the plate were sexier than her, after not eating for a day.

"You cleaned up my house?" Elizabeth put down the dishes and asked Caesar, she is not a love brain, she only lives for love, and life is a mess in addition to love!

"I blew up your house!" Caesar's tone was as relaxed as if he had visited her house, unconcerned about what was being said.

"It's okay to blow it up!" Elizabeth nodded in agreement, as if it wasn't her, and then took the question as a question: "Then I'll live in your house." ”

"Good!"

There was only the movement of Caesar eating at the table, and Elizabeth was lying on the table with her hands on it, looking at Caesar who was gobbling up a few plates of dishes, as if she was looking at her own pet.

It's a pity that Caesar is not her pet, Caesar began to take a shower and change clothes after eating, this handsome-looking dress is actually not suitable for sleeping, and last night the devil knows how much Caesar suffered.

Then Caesar remembered that he didn't need to live in Kama Taj for a long time, obviously there was such a good technology as a portal, and the distance was not a problem at all, so why go to the slum to suffer.

Caesar felt that he had found a blind spot, but he still planned to go to the ancient one to ask if it was okay, after all, it was definitely not only Caesar himself who had discovered this matter in a sect for so long, so it was better to ask clearly.

"Do you want me to go in and rub your back?" Elizabeth shouted as she crouched in the bathroom doorway.

"Get out!" Caesar's breathless voice came from the room.

"Hungry~~~~~" Caesar groaned comfortably with a splash.

He lifted his ear-length blonde hair behind him, revealing his forehead, and in the process, he suddenly noticed two more bumps on his forehead.

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Caesar chanted a dragon word, and the moisture in the bathroom condensed into a mirror in front of him.

Only then did he realize that a pair of thumb-sized antlers-like things had grown on his forehead, and they were especially green.

Caesar then remembered that he was about to become a little dragonman, and he hurriedly stood up to check his physical condition.

With the sound of water drawing, a male nude figure resembled a Greek artist's stone sculpture was revealed, and there was no doubt that it was a body capable of killing both men and women.

However, this perfect body has a little more imperfection on it, and there are a few more green scales on the knees, which feel like half-melted plastic.

Caesar sat down in the bath again, making a splash. He let out a long sigh of relief, and his eyes began to lose focus. This is Caesar entering a state of thinking, and this way of emptying his brain in a daze is really suitable for concentrating and thinking.

The ancient one said that he could see his bloodline as a demon god, so now he only needs to find an exotic demon god and sign a contract with him to fight poison with poison and neutralize this situation.

Caesar is thinking about what level of demon god he should choose, if he is too weak, he will probably be swallowed by the dragon bloodline, which is to add fuel to the fire, help the abuse, and commit suicide in disguise. However, if he chooses a demon god who is too strong, then Caesar might as well become a little dragon man, he doesn't want to be used as a paper rubber.

It is estimated that Caesar will not be able to meet the demon god who is not strong or weak, and there are few demon gods who can slip away from under the ancient hand in these years, and they are all strong and can't be seen, so they can't set off a few waves on the earth, and of course they are not familiar with what the current Caesar can afford.

So there aren't many paths he can consider, that is, like the ancient one, first find a big guy who no one can afford to provoke as a backer, and then deceive a resentful demon god.

So the question is, will a big guy of that level look at Caesar? Or how should Caesar submit a resume with a big guy of that level?

So with this question in mind, Caesar came to the Ancient One.

"Master, how can I find a big guy to be a backer like you?"

As we all know, the big backer of the ancient one is the eternal boss of the creation god, even if she dies, she will only become a pendant by the eternal side, and she will be promoted to the center by the magistrate.

If Caesar was just an ordinary disciple of the Ancient One, then she would definitely pour a stomach of chicken soup on Caesar, so that he should not be too ambitious, start from the basics, and then be able to get some little demon gods.

But for Caesar, a humanoid demon god, this is different, you are asking him to get some little demon gods, isn't this bullying the honest demon god?

That's right, in the eyes of the ancient one, Caesar is a demon god, or a humanoid demon god who doesn't want to become a demon god form, and Gu Yi has always agreed with Caesar's highly conscious demon god, so she generously recommended to Caesar the creation god death boss who was only a little lower than her family's boss.

As for why you don't recommend your own boss Eternal, to put it mildly, you can't just look down on Caesar.

By the way, Gu Yi also intimately told Caesar how to hand over his resume to the death boss, as long as you die once, it's fine.

It's so simple! Caesar looked at Gu Yi's squinting face and sighed, it's weird!

Laughing to death, if you don't die, you can't see the death boss, so what if you die? What should I do if I am dead?

Gu Yi spread his hands and said that he couldn't help it, not that there were no other reliable bosses, but that those big guys were not something that a small miscellaneous fish like you could see. Death is the easiest thing you can see, as long as you die once.

It's better to say than to sing! Caesar looked at Gu Yi and smiled, and for the first time felt that the big guy like the sect master was also so unreliable.

It's not that the ancient one didn't give Caesar other advice, she also wanted Caesar to recommend a series of resentful demon gods suitable for him, and Dormammu at the same level. However, the term "resentment" is only for the ancient one, and for Caesar, the resentment should be Caesar himself. After all, if you don't have a reliable backer, if you go directly to a guy like Dormammu, it is estimated that you will be eaten and there will be no scum left.