Chapter 502: Evolution (Part 2)

"This guy."

If the lich has a real body, Aglalon's forehead may already be dripping with cold sweat at this time. For the undead creatures walking in the shadows, stealth and concealment are their forte, especially the lich who is good at playing with souls and magic. The outstanding one, Aglalon maintained the utmost vigilance after entering Kamasi Mountain, and he can confirm that he has never revealed any trace or breath.

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

Caesar gave Aglalon the answer. The huge dragon slowly lifted up, and hot magma dripped down the rough black scales, like dark red blood. He stared at the location where Aglalon was hiding, and said: "Let me think about it, such malice... You must have wanted to turn me into a Necromancer Dragon at that time, right?"

The Lich retreated a little unconsciously. He is not afraid of the black dragon, but he is not sure of winning the battle. The point is that he is now in the opponent's territory. Caesar Targaryen has countless family members who can send him. In this place and It is not wise for a black dragon to go to war.

"What? Do you want to leave?" Multiple voices boomed above their heads.

Almost at the moment when Caesar was halfway through speaking, Aglaron made a decisive decision and instantly sent a spell to leave the dangerous place. For an extraordinary creature like him, low-level emotions such as humiliation and face do not exist, and the real gains and losses are What the Lich really cared about was facing the Dark Emperor in the northern land, and fleeing without fighting did not bring any psychological burden to Aglalon. In his opinion, it was the most sensible choice.

"The feeling of being disturbed in sleep is not good, especially for a dragon, who wants to leave without leaving anything?" The black dragon muttered, and then his eyes became sharp, and he whispered silently: "Law, Emperor."

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

Aglaron was forced to retreat to the starting point, without showing any panic, but sighed softly: "The ability to approach God."

At their level, even without any explanation, both sides can quickly understand the principles and effectiveness of spells and abilities cast by the opponent, but understanding is one thing, and being able to do it is another. Aglalon knew very well that if the black dragon cast a teleportation spell to escape, at most he could only follow up seamlessly. He couldn't complete such an operation of cutting off the way and forcing the opponent back.

But this does not prove that the opponent must be stronger than himself. Aglalon looked around and showed a puzzled expression: "You really want to fight with me? Here?"

Caesar ignored him,

Tilting his head slightly, he asked Prince Atas standing on the tower, "Is it finished?"

"Basically there is no problem." The Wildhammer dwarf said, "This is actually the first time we have created such armor. If we don't know the specific effect, you'd better spend a while getting used to it."

"Get used to it now."

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

Even though he said that, the black dragon didn't seem to have given the dwarves much time to retreat. The guy had already started attacking the lich within ten seconds of his words, and the wildly dancing flames swept across the land, and the dwarves had no time to clean up. , can only bend down and quickly escape from the cableway.

"Caesar Targaryen."

Aglaron suddenly said loudly, and the voice echoed in the entire mountain furnace: "There is no hatred or conflict between us, are you planning to start a war with me?"

"No, no, don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to start a war with you." The dragon above his head suddenly paused, corrected his expression, and said solemnly: "It's just as compensation for being interrupted, I would like to ask you to help me Please, help me to test the effect of the new armor, is it not too much? Of course, if you are accidentally killed, then... I am very sorry."

"idiot."

Aglaron cursed in his heart, stretched out his embodied bony hand, pulled out a scepter from the magic space, and said tit for tat: "There is only one dragon emperor in Elradia. If you die, the world may be destroyed." It would be a lot less fun."

Caesar's pupils moved slightly, staring at the staff in Lich's hand. It was not an ordinary magic item, but a dragon-slaying weapon.

The legendary dragon-slaying power does exist. It comes from a god named Marduk. If you pray and sacrifice to this god, you will have the opportunity to exchange for a special weapon blessed by the god. The dragon killed with this weapon , blood and soul will be entwined on the weapon, howling furiously to let one's power be absorbed by the weapon.

The weapon's unique damage to dragons is multiplied for each dragon you slay.

In fact, the dragon hunters that Caesar faced back then 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 got close. Also didn't work.

"I really miss it."

Aglaron stroked the scepter with his bony fingers, and said in a low voice: "It's been a long time since I took out this thing. The last time I used it, I was still a mortal. I was facing an old green dragon. What was it called?" ... Oh, Stander Road Bloodfall, the master of Calamity Fort, who ruled over two half-dragon clans, three dog lizard tribes, and many dragonborn, and has long oppressed twenty-one villages and towns. Four cities. The legendary ancient dragon, that guy is really fierce, but unfortunately she died soon, together with her children."

The words of the Lich were a bit long, but what he didn't expect was that Caesar would listen to him patiently and patiently. This strange reaction made Aglalon a little dazed, and the black dragon still looked at him, waiting until the Lich subconsciously stopped , Heilong said earnestly: "Tell me more, after all, after you die, no one will remember these stories, I will keep them for you."

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

Aglaron gritted his teeth and thought, "Crazy Dragon."

He is right, Caesar is indeed a little crazy, the desire to conquer and destroy in the bone marrow of the dragon is trying to drive him to fight all the time, and this guy has not fought heartily for a long time, the last time he remembered was more enjoyable It was still when he was fighting Azriels, the Lord of Fire, but now that they were allies, Caesar couldn't run to fight Azriels every day.

So disturbing sleep, testing armor, etc. are all excuses, Caesar just wants to give this damned, pretending ghost Lich a good meal.

How much effect can the dragon-slaying weapon blessed by Marduk's gods have on the strongest dragon in the main material world-the black dragon Caesar Targaryen? Aglalon raised his hand and decided to try it.

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