Black Dragon Code

A giant black dragon, two juvenile dragons, and a half-human necromancer, such a combination must be quite a strange sight.

Garen followed the black dragon lord into the deserted dead city. He didn't speak all the way, but he noticed that the gloomy necromancer kept looking at himself and Blackia, with a strange expression on his face, which seemed a little troubled.

This detail reassured Garen. It seemed that the necromancer didn't know where they were going. Al Torrenzo shouldn't be malicious, and didn't want to turn himself and Blackia into necromantic dragons.

Yes, after seeing the demilich Ren, Gallon was worried about this all the way, but Blacksia was very open-minded, thinking that it was impossible, and either complained sullenly along the way, or rubbed against Alto Ren Suo is close, not afraid at all.

It's a pity that Caesar has never had a good impression of this female dragon. Although judging by the aesthetic standards of black dragons, Blackia is indeed one of the most beautiful dragons, which is rare among black dragons. Otherwise, Garen would not have followed with all his heart.

However, although Caesar also has their aesthetic standards, such a sharp and bony black dragon is really unattractive to him.

"Blakesia, let me speak first."

Approaching the dark gate of the abandoned city ruins, Caesar suddenly stopped, turned his head, and stared condescendingly at the little dragon next to him: "The days ahead will not be as easy as you imagined, and there is still time to leave now."

"Ok, I know."

Blackia nodded quickly, and seemed to be planning to hug her thigh tightly and never let go: "You will always need us, and you can see that, I am very obedient."

"I hope that when we meet next time, you won't come to me crying and complaining about your dissatisfaction." Caesar let out a series of laughs, stopped talking, and continued to move forward with them.

Blackia was confused for a while, and she still didn't know where the big black dragon was going to take her and Garen.

She glanced at her stupid brother, and found that the guy made a reassuring expression to her, he didn't ask anything honestly, and followed the black dragon lord dully.

Hey, this idiot. She sighed and crawled forward with her head down.

The ruins of the barren city are still the same, surrounded by scattered ruins and ruins, with no trace of people, only the strong wind is causing trouble, rolling up debris, and the lingering sound is endless.

As the distance got closer, sparse undead creatures began to appear around them, and gradually increased.

It was a skeleton with a short blade and a bone shield,

The fire of the soul in the eye sockets is vigorous, they are not afraid of death, they know no fear, and when they see a living thing, they immediately smack their chins and rush forward to attack.

Ren took the initiative to show that, as a necromancer, he has unique means to deal with these ignorant skeletons. This guy can enslave some low-level undead, forcing them to become his minions, and interact with the skeleton soldiers who are with him. massacre.

"Your Majesty, shadow elements roam this place."

Ren said, but with just this one sentence, there will be no more. It knows that it only needs to be reminded, and the black dragon lord has his own judgment.

The shadow element is actually the breath of the undead, and it is not uncommon to see it in some large cemeteries, but this place has a little more content.

"Yeah?"

Caesar glanced around, the corpses of the abandoned city increased more and more, and there were many half-decayed human corpses around. It seems that this place has welcomed the visits of adventurers from the northern countries in the past three years: "You Will see more."

As he said that, the black dragon lord stretched out his right claw, and opened the dark door covered by the rubble.

A dark underground passage appeared in front of them.

The stench of damp soil and the sour smell of dead branches and rotting leaves immediately filled the air. Of course, there were other smells mixed in, such as broken bones and dried blood.

"This is?"

Renn noticed the abnormality before Garon and Blackia. He took two steps closer and felt a palpitation.

It finally knew where monsters like the barghest and dark manticore under Blackwing Lair came from. The King of Dragons had a dark area in his hands, and this place might be the passage connecting there.

Garen stood where he was, sniffing with his nose, but remained silent; Blackia hurried over and looked inside curiously.

"Let's go." Caesar took the lead to take a step down, his voice was very calm and there was no fluctuation.

Passing through the wide and tight deep passages, and crossing the unknown magic nodes, they finally arrived at the destination, the dark area that has been completely reduced to the realm of the undead.

And at the end of the exit of the wide passage, the dark blue fire is burning blazingly.

The corpse dragon and the black knight are already waiting here.

Blackia's body became stiff. This place is far less warm than the world on the ground. The coldness and darkness go hand in hand, but the mother dragon is not trembling because of this. In fact, the black dragon is very suitable for the environment here. What really made her panic is the terrifying Corpse Dragon.

For dragons, there is nothing more terrifying than this.

The stupid Garen also widened his eyes.

"Father."

When she heard the skull dragon addressing Caesar, she couldn't help but feel her scalp explode and her heart palpitate. The blood flow all over her body seemed to have stopped, her whole body was icy cold, and her limbs were involuntarily retreating, trying to escape.

"Blakesia."

The voice of the black dragon lord, at this moment, sounded like a sinful murmur from the abyss of hell: "Where are you going?"

The female dragon stopped walking backwards, and let out a series of dry laughs: "No...no."

She didn't even dare to ask where the corpse dragon came from. No real dragon could tolerate the existence of a bone dragon, not even the most vicious and violent black dragon who often associates with the undead.

But at this moment, Blacksia's originally proud and inflated heart seemed to have gotten into a dark hole. She was timid, her words stuck in her throat, and she didn't dare to question Caesar.

After more than ten years, the change of the head dragon among the three sons is indescribable. He is no longer the black dragon who led them to fight with the herd of beasts in the water. She heard Renn call him the king of dragons, the leader of the Black Wing clan. Shan called him His Majesty, whether it was his power, or the power of the Black Wing Lair and the realm of the undead, it was hard for her to reach the interface.

Blackia was timid, she shouldn't have come, but is it too late to regret it now?

"Angramo."

She heard the black dragon lord say: "I have found two companions for you." As he spoke, Caesar turned his eyes to the two young dragons and gestured to the corpse dragon.

"They need the right guidance."

The black dragon lord's words were full of deep meaning, but he didn't say much. Instead, he chatted with the corpse dragon: "How is the undead domain recently?"

"Very well, Father, we are always ready for battle."

While the black dragon lord was talking with the corpse dragon, Blackia couldn't help shaking. She realized that Caesar wanted to leave them in this desolate dead zone, not in the rich and beautiful black wing lair.

"No!"

Blacksia's emotions became intense, and with a wail, she rushed up and hugged Caesar's sharp metal scales, interrupting his conversation with the corpse dragon: "Caesar! You can't leave us here, let us and a dead I'm going to go crazy with my dragons."

"No, don't. Just let us stay in Blackwing Lair, or anywhere else, I'll listen to you, but don't torture me like this, this is a bone dragon!" the little female dragon couldn't help begging. 8)