The moment that red light entered his body, Caesar knew what it was, and there was no reason, but he knew it naturally - it was all the life essence of the fire dragon, and the immortal power of the flesh and the power of the remnant soul that could be condensed into substance were mixed together, turned into a pure power, poured into Caesar's body, and instantly traveled all over the body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire dragon was not a wind and thunder mage, so naturally it was impossible to give Caesar much help in terms of wind and thunder power, physical skills, or spells, so the way she adopted was extremely simple and rude, which was to help Caesar greatly improve his physical fitness, so as to have a powerful physical attack power that was decisive in one stroke.

The fire dragon's intentions are good, but there are some problems with its operation.

Legend has it that the ancient human dragon slaying warriors were greatly strengthened by bathing in dragon blood, but that was only the work of dragon blood sprinkled on the surface of the body. The red light integrated into Caesar's body is a hundred times purer than dragon blood, and it is directly infused into the body, how can normal people withstand the great supplement?

So Caesar fainted without surprise.

The red air flow traveled all over Caesar's body, dramatically improving Caesar's physical fitness, and the speed of improvement was so fast that Caesar's body could not withstand the drastic changes, and gradually had a tendency to collapse from within.

It's like a water cup with a limited capacity, but in an instant it has to hold a huge amount of water, and the water doesn't even have time to overflow.

In addition to being burst and bursting, what will happen to the water glass!" This was Caesar's thought before he fainted.

Fortunately, Caesar had a slow dragon.

The little dragon immediately injected the power of wind and thunder into Caesar's body, and the power of wind and thunder continued to stimulate Caesar's own potential and promote wound healing.

This prevented Caesar's "water cup" from bursting instantly.

In this way, the essence of the dragon clan continued to strengthen and destroy Caesar's body, and the power of wind and thunder crossed by the little dragon was doing the work of repairing and bonding.

The two forces were not balanced at first, and the power of strengthening and destruction was obviously stronger, but as Caesar himself strengthened, his endurance also increased, so gradually, the speed of destruction was on par with the speed of repair, and later, the power of repair gradually took over, and Caesar's physical condition stabilized.

Xiaolong looked at Caesar nervously, seeing that Caesar's state was gradually stabilizing, his expression was slightly relaxed, but he did not stop the transmission of wind and thunder power.

Silence in the underground caverns.

There was no sound except for Caesar's heavy breathing, which was sometimes fast and slow, and the sound of his body rubbing against his body and decency, which was gently twitching from pain.

At this time, if there is a knowledgeable powerhouse present, it will definitely be a big surprise.

In ancient times, there were dragon slaying warriors bathed in dragon blood, dragon vein warriors with dragon blood, and even a very small number of dragon warriors who lived in dragon souls, but there had never been a situation where Caesar had fully inherited the essence of an adult dragon's spiritual flesh. For one, no dragon wants to do that. Second, no one could withstand such a domineering infusion of life essence.

Caesar has excellent physical fitness and first-class carrying capacity, but he also has to rely on the help of the little dragon to barely die. As for how strong Caesar will be when he wakes up, no one knows, because there has never been a precedent before.

Little by little, time passed.

There was no difference between day and night in the cavern, it was surrounded by lava, and the only source of light came from the portrait of the Imperial Marshal, which emitted a soft blue-purple glow at all times.

In this way, when Caesar woke up again, the little dragon was already so tired that he fell asleep, and all the wind and thunder power stored in the past three months had been used up today.

Caesar first confirmed that the little dragon was fine, but he was tired, and then slowly got up from the ground, he raised his eyes and shouted, "Senior Dragon!"

There was no answer.

"Fire Dragon! Fire Dragon Senior!"

Still no answer.

"Hey, do you have to call you a beauty to come out?

Again, there was no answer.

Caesar didn't cry out again, but stood in a daze, his eyes suddenly reddened, and his heart was empty and unspeakably uncomfortable. The remnant soul of the fire dragon died like this? completely disappeared from this world? Caesar stood for a long time, feeling like a dream, although the dragon had only met him for ten minutes and his attitude was not very good, but he recognized himself. She said that she would definitely become a good wind and thunder mage. Caesar had never heard such words.

Even Mr. Lan has never expressed his recognition of himself so bluntly.

From childhood to adulthood, the first person to speak out to identify with himself was not the Wind Thunder Mage, but a dragon, a dragon who had been imprisoned by the Wind Thunder Mage for a hundred years.

And the dragon left him in the blink of an eye, and Caesar felt unspeakably uncomfortable. Taking a deep breath, Caesar slowly looked at the place where the dragon's body was originally prostrate, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will definitely become a powerful wind and thunder mage as you said, and I will definitely help you bring the words." ”

After bowing his head and thinking about it, Caesar said, "You were not free in your life, and you should not continue to be imprisoned after you die, I ...... I'll find a way to free you. Even if you are dead, you should be a free dragon. ”

Caesar said as he walked over to the portrait left by the marshal, saluted respectfully, and then stretched out his hand to take it down.

The chains of fate have not disappeared, the chains can survive so many years without dispersing, the source of energy is this portrait, Caesar thought to himself that as long as this portrait is removed, the chains will inevitably cease to exist, and it can be regarded as a belated release.

As for how much his physical fitness had improved, Caesar ignored it for a while.

"This portrait can be immortalized here for a hundred years, and I don't think I can move it, but I have to do my part, maybe it can be done. Caesar thought to himself, slowly reached out and grabbed it, and gently and skillfully removed the portrait. The chains of fate blurred for a while, then faded into blurring and finally dissipated.

"This ...... How easy is it?" Caesar held the portrait in his hand, but he was a little puzzled.

What's even more outrageous is still behind, the little dragon in his sleep has a nose fluttering, his eyes are not open, but he suddenly noticed something, his little paws poked out, hugged the scroll in Caesar's hand, and then sucked hard, and the portrait of the marshal containing a large amount of wind and thunder power was actually inhaled by the little dragon!

Then the little dragon touched his mouth, still closed his eyes, and continued to lie down and fall asleep contentedly.

On weekdays, Caesar will definitely be a little annoyed, every wind and thunder mage has infinite respect for the marshal who calmed down the troubled times, Caesar is no exception, Xiaolong swallowed the marshal portrait as wind and thunder, Caesar was shocked, more annoyed and self-blame.

But this time, Caesar did not have any annoyed emotions because it was too late.

At the moment when the portrait was taken off, the walls of the cave gradually blurred and blurred along with the chains of fate.

Caesar overlooked a very important thing: this cave was not a real cave, but a protective shield held up by the power of wind and thunder, and the source of energy was the portrait of the marshal.

Caesar looked up at the massive magma rushing in, and cried out without tears, "Caesar, you idiot!" and was overwhelmed by the infinite magma.