Black Dragon Code

They rested in the aspen groves near the foot of the mountain, while the little dragons drank from the mountain springs, and Caesar's dire wolves spread out to keep watch.

This is the second day after leaving the hilly land, and the young dragons still haven't found a livable environment. The alien landform environment is completely different from Caesar's cognition. The further north, the hotter the weather seems.

"Wow..."

Not far away there was a faint splash of water, and soon, two dire wolves sat down with the fish they had just caught in their mouths, wagging their tails, and placed them in front of Caesar as if flattering them.

"Good job."

Caesar was not stingy with praise, stretched out his claws and scratched the fur on the neck of the dire wolf, and then swallowed the small fish that was only the size of his palm.

After several years of rest and recuperation, the wolf pack has repopulated to as many as thirty. These obedient guys know how to please their masters. Caesar now basically keeps them as pets. Gave him a lot of fun.

"ha."

Blacksia, who was on the sidelines, spat: "Good Dire Wolf, you just raised him as a house dog."

She and Caesar have always been at odds, and bickering is inevitable, but Caesar is better than her in everything except spell ability, with hard scales, sharp minions, and an extremely strong body.

Even if she has the ability to spell, so what, in a real fight, neither of them is a match for Caesar.

What made the dragon's eyes even redder was that Caesar had already tamed a group of dependents when he was still a child, which made the little female dragon even more unbalanced. She couldn't understand how this guy who didn't even have the might of a dragon got thirty Dire Wolf?

Even as a parent, the black dragon's naked jealousy is undoubtedly revealed, but Blacksia has nothing to do with him, and can only choke a few words from time to time.

Caesar ignored her and turned his head away. A young dragon at this age is basically the same as a human child. The more you argue with her, the more energetic she will be. If you keep ignoring her, this guy will naturally wither.

Blacksia was bored, and then saw Garen who was staring at the little fish and drooling stupidly, and couldn't help but slap the idiot on the forehead: "Let's go, you idiot, I'll take you Go find something to eat."

Caesar sighed: "If you want to go, you can go by yourself, don't take Gallon with you, lest I have to dig an extra grave when the time comes."

Hearing this, Blackia's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but stop.

"If you want to hunt at night, you don't take your life seriously. The night in the wilderness is far more dangerous than the day. Do you know how many creatures are nocturnal?"

"Of course I know better than you."

Blacksia muttered, and got down depressed. The danger of going out at night in an unknown area is self-evident. In my memory, many large beasts and strange monsters are active at night. Of course, a few young dragons can’t handle those guys— —Maybe it's almost done.

Don't go out after dark is not just for fun, although black dragons are also nocturnal creatures, but at this time, Blacksia still had to suppress this idea.

"Aww—"

The howling of the dire wolf was high-pitched and rapid, and the young dragons stood up one after another, subconsciously becoming vigilant.

"The sky was blocked by spells, something came to the door."

Blacksia looked at the Dire Wolf slowly retreating to her side, her voice became hoarse, and she was a little embarrassed. She was like a frightened cat, with gray scales all over her body standing up, bowing her waist and opening her mouth, ready to demonstrate like a wild beast at any time Growled.

"Quiet, don't act rashly."

Caesar stopped it and looked at the deep night. Guys with the power to block the sky definitely belonged to advanced intelligent creatures, whether they were humanoid creatures or strange monsters, they were not so easy to deal with.

The first thing that came into view were pairs of red eyes, and figures were approaching them from all directions.

"Humanity?"

Even the unresponsive Garen became agitated,

In their view, human beings are far more vicious and cunning creatures than dragons, and their evil level is almost comparable to that of abyssal demons. Once a young black dragon falls into the hands of humans, it will never end well.

"Friends, we are just travelers passing by."

Caesar whispered to the shadowy figure, first said it in Draconic, and then repeated it in Common Tongue.

All movements stopped, and under the moonlight, Caesar caught a glimpse of the polished stone luster: "The mountain is ours, and the road is ours."

A low, resolute and unfriendly voice came from among the trees: "You—are ours, too."

Looks like a lot, kidnapping? Are human bandits here?

"We are the sons of the great 'Shadow Dragon' Nesatoria."

Caesar made up a name for his mother, and at this time he had no choice but to move out of the elders in the family: "Who are you?"

"There is only one black dragon nearby, but it was expelled by Sylvia seven years ago."

An older voice said, the figure stepped through the bushes and walked into the range of light. He was wearing a tattered robe and holding a scepter made of bone. Even though he was old and stooped, his body was covered with strong muscles.

With green skin, his face is a bit like a human-pig hybrid, with a sloping forehead and inverted teeth protruding from his lips.

Orcs!

Behind him, as if rocks were moving forward, a tall orc appeared. They were tall and strong, with animal fur around their waists, holding stone weapons in their hands, and walked towards the young dragons with heavy steps .

Some of these orcs wore collars made of tusks, some wore bulky horned helmets, and some were naked, and they bumped their weapons violently as they walked.

For any clan or tribe, young dragons are gifts from the gods. They are weak and weak, but they can be sold for a sky-high price in the human realm. This generous reward can even change the status of some poor tribes. embarrassing situation.

"Hey, lowly orc!"

Garen and Blacksia roared. There were nearly fifty strong orcs, so they had to react violently first, intimidating each other, and the orcs were not allowed to approach any further.

The two young dragons were very angry. This was a premeditated ambush. These green-skinned orcs had obviously discovered them, otherwise they wouldn't have dispatched so many elite fighters, even the most respected wizards in the tribe.

"Hey, kill it!"

The mighty orc warrior obviously felt insulted, and had a tendency to collective mania: "Kill these two little bastards, and then catch the biggest one and sell it to the human realm."

"Come on! You bastards, let's see who dies first!"

Blacksia roared, and a nearly two-meter-long strong acid breath spewed out of her throat, standing beside Caesar with Gallon on the left and right.

In fact, most of the dependents or slaves of adult black dragons and green dragons have more or less orcs. From the perspective of dragons, what she said is actually not unreasonable.

But in this situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, it would be too ignorant to provoke the opponent again.

This group of orcs is very strong, very strong. Fifty orc elite warriors plus an old wizard who doesn't know how deep they are, with such full preparations, I am afraid that a young dragon will avoid its edge and run away with its tail between its legs.

If you really want to fight recklessly, even if you add the genetically mutated Caesar, three young dragons and a group of dire wolves, they are definitely not the opponents of these orcs.

Caesar could see clearly that in a real fight, they must suffer. Now that the sky has been blocked, it is difficult for the young dragons to escape.

what to do?

"Skin these bastards and use their scales to make armor!"

"I'm going to dig out the intestines of you scumbags, and watch you die in pain..."

The battle was about to break out, the orcs were gearing up and roaring their battle horns, while the young dragons were pumping their throats to prepare for their breath, and all the dire wolves around them arched their backs.

It's not good if it goes on like this, it's over if they start fighting with the orcs, even if Caesar can force his way out to escape with his strong body, Garen and Blackia will definitely be captured.

This battle cannot be allowed to start!

"Shut up!"

With a bang, Caesar slapped his paw on the ground, and the loud noise shut up the noisy orcs and the provocative young dragons. His strength was amazing, and the sharp-eyed orcs even saw small cracks appearing on the ground .

After briefly shocking everyone, Caesar stared at the old orc who was dressed very differently from other orcs, and said in a low voice, "If you want to catch us, how many orc warriors do you plan to kill?"