Black Dragon Code

"Kill all resisters."

The apostle of the hunting god was killed, and the voice of the black dragon lord spread throughout the battlefield.

Even so, Caesar did not divert his attention. He lowered his head and stared at the pile of coke with deep red vertical eyes.

The head of the big black cat had been blasted into a cloud of blood mist a long time ago, and then it was caught up by the black dragon and roasted by the dancing breath of the dragon. The blood and flesh of the remaining body without the support of divine power evaporated completely, leaving only a pile of black carbonized One can vaguely see its posture when it fell to death.

With a furious and hateful roar from the void, the God of Hunting completely declared his failure. After the black dragon lord waited for a short time, a mass of thick and constantly wriggling black light, as if full of life, was stripped from the carbide, Gradually surfaced, slowly ups and downs in front of Caesar.

It was a broken godhead, belonging to Mara, the god of hunting.

The breeze blew across the earth, and the dim yellow ground was covered with a layer of dark red blood. The war continued, and the Black Wing Legion, which rushed forward like a torrent, began to slaughter.

The black-blooded beast let out a wild howl, which was conveyed from the far side of the star world. He lost his power carrier, but he could still speak in Elradia through the godhead.

"Reptiles, bastards, do you think this is the end? No! You scum will never escape the shadow of the God of Hunting. You and everything you cherish will pay the price for your rebellion!"

In the Kingdom of God, the God of Black Blood stared angrily at Elradia's black dragon, who was spying on the godhead. The violent anger had completely filled the brain of the beast. He jumped from the throne, and his angry voice resounded throughout the world.

But Caesar ignored him, judging the hero by success or failure, and the meaningless threats of ruthless words were pure waste of saliva, and now the result is that he is standing, and the apostle of the hunting god has been reduced to ashes.

The war was largely over, and Caesar now had to claim his fair share of spoils.

The black dragon stretched out its still intact left claw, and grabbed the fragment of the Black Blood God's godhead into his hand.

The godhead is the most important thing for a true god. It represents the priesthood, the throne, and the source of divine power. It is impossible for any true god to easily manifest the godhead to others, let alone split the godhead and put part of it into the main material world. It is conceivable that Mara's determination to hunt the black dragon paid a heavy price.

It's a pity that in the end, no one could have imagined that this true god was actually defeated. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. In the short moment when the "Dustless Land" took effect, the outcome of the battle was already decided, and the black dragon He did not give the other party a chance to come back.

Caesar looked at this surging source of divine power,

Think about solutions.

What he got was Mara's sneer: "Do you think you can covet the power of the true god? Wishful thinking! Ridiculous reptiles, ignorant lizards, dare to disobey a true god, you can get nothing but death."

A true god's divinity is not so easy to win, especially a godhead with residual will like this. The true god's means are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Caesar noticed a burst of instability from the black blood light in his claws The swelling surged, and Mara's will was still working miraculously, trying to break free.

Caesar clenched his left paw tightly, but the godhead turned into strands of black silk threads, and escaped from between the black dragon's toes, and the changes continued, and the godhead showed signs of being about to gasify and disperse.

The black dragon's red vertical eyes flashed, no matter how strong he is, he can't hold the air, hold the nothingness

At least not for now.

At the same time, a burst of galloping horseshoes suddenly interrupted Caesar's thinking. The black dragon lord raised his eyes slightly. On the horizon, a group of northern soldiers were galloping across the bloody battlefield, galloping towards their own direction. .

This is normal. Although most of the troops provided by the northern countries are old, weak, sick and disabled, there are also many soldiers provided by the black wing nobles. "People with lofty ideals".

Judging by their looks, it seemed that they were going to report something to the Black Dragon Emperor. Under normal circumstances, Caesar would ignore them after a glance at most, and would not pay attention to such soldiers.

But this time is different.

In the test device in his right eye, the comprehensive ability value of this team of troops is clearly displayed. None of these guys have a combat index lower than 800.

In other words, this team of humans are all legends!

"The oriole."

Caesar stared at them, whispering softly.

The feud between the Lord of the Black Dragon and the God of Hunting has already been spread to most of Elradia by the propaganda department of the Black Wing Royal Court. With the help of Caesar, everyone knows that the God of Hunting may personally come to hunt the Black Dragon .

Although in the end, Mara was forced to admit his cowardice and did not dare to come down to the lower realm, but the abnormal behavior of the black blood believers and the undisguised war mobilization of the Black Wing Royal Court will never be hidden from the attention of those who are interested.

Eladia’s slang once said: “When two dragons fight, one of them will be injured.” When Caesar and Marat confronted each other, speculators came to wait and see the situation by various means, ready to make a fortune at any time. .

Caesar didn't consider the possibility that the other party was coming for him, and subconsciously regarded these people as speculators who were going to pick up bargains after the war.

"Stop them."

Caesar summoned his subordinates and took another look at the godhead in his claws.

He guessed that the other party came for the godhead, of course it was impossible to just take advantage of these guys like this, but now, at this stage, Caesar seems to be incapable of detaining the godhead.

Either it would be taken away by others or taken back by Marat. Caesar didn't want to choose any of them.

So, at this moment, Caesar made an incredible move.

Looking at the black piece of godhead that contained Mara's will, the black dragon lowered its head slightly, bit it, and glared at the person with puffed cheeks.

Anyway, Caesar would never let the God of Hunting leave without bleeding like this. He was going to put it in his mouth first, prohibiting the black-blooded beast from taking it back, and then think of a way.

Even if he finally surrendered his godhead, Caesar would be more than happy, and no matter what, he couldn't let Marat please him, and he would have to pay the price no matter what.

Only in this way, the gods will not come to your door at every turn in the future, wantonly bullying and plundering.

But then, a sudden change that caught Caesar unprepared happened immediately.

The crimson energy body in the second heart of the black dragon woke up from the dry and dead state at this moment, and instantly became extremely excited, even so strong that it violated Caesar's autonomous control.

This crimson heart produced a huge suction force, sucking Mara's shattered fragments into the throat cavity, dragged them closer to the esophagus, and finally reached in front of it.

"What's this?"

The godhead contains part of Mara's will, so even if the apostles are annihilated, the hunting god can still feel everything that his godhead fragments have experienced.

Under normal circumstances, mortals have no special and secret means, and it is difficult to lock the godhead of a true god, so the fact is that even if the black dragon swallows the godhead, it will be useless. There is a way to withdraw the godhead and exit Elradia.

But now, he found that his godhead was suddenly out of control.

No, it's still under control, but I don't know what method this damn black dragon used to lock his godhead firmly, making it impossible to change its shape and change its internal operating rules.

So now, he cannot escape.

In the next second, something even more astonishing happened. The crimson heart that had been condensed and shaped like a forged crystal suddenly disintegrated and transformed into a liquid like energy flow. It seemed to be as full of life as the godhead. Godhead fragments, and then wrap and cover them.

Far away at the other end of the endless realm, Mara's originally angry expression suddenly froze.

The eyes of the Black Blood God trembled slightly, and his mood swings revealed endless panic. He felt that he was rapidly weakening, far away from Elradia's commanding godhead, and the link was in this short moment. ...broken.

How can this be?

Even a true god with great divine power cannot forcibly devour part of his godhead without destroying his will, and it will take a long time to erase the traces left by the original owner of the godhead, so even if you are facing great divine power The Supreme God, Mara, still theoretically has the chance and hope to escape.

But now, the God of Hunting can feel that the two steps of "removing the will" and "swallowing the godhead" are almost instantaneously completed in the black dragon's body at the same time.

No, devouring the godhead is even before getting rid of the will! This step was reversed, the opponent first devoured his godhead, and then forcibly erased his will!

In the Astral Kingdom, which Caesar could not see, Marat began to tremble.

It's hard to imagine that a true god would tremble with fear in his own kingdom of God. As the group of original gods who were first bestowed with godhood by the Creator God, even though the God of Hunting and Killing is quite downcast now, at least it was once extremely brilliant. It's not so unbearable, trembling with fear because of the loss of a small part of the godhead.

After all, in the process of the endless era gradually falling to the weaker level of divine power, he has lost enough, it is commonplace.

What really frightened Marat was the way the other side devoured his godhood.

"This is... an evil thing."

Marat trembled and said that a real dragon actually showed the characteristics of evil things that could compete with gods in the legendary stage. Only those things that cannot be measured by common sense have the means to break the rules.

No, not just evil things.

The God of Hunting even thought of something farther back. It was something that had fought against the gods endlessly before the endless era, and was finally driven out of the star realm by the creation god Ao Ou himself.