Black Dragon Code

Caesar discovered one thing—the more intelligent a creature is, the richer its facial expressions will be.

He had never seen such expressions on the faces of orcs, gnolls, or even troglodytes. After seeing the black dragon, these dark manticores with human-shaped heads stared round their eyes, opened their mouths wide, and saliva flowed without knowing it. With a shocked face, it took a long time to react.

Thinking about it out of thin air, I think this expression is quite cute, but made by these manticores, there is no cuteness, only ugly.

The looks of these guys made even careless and unkempt orcs feel sour. One can imagine how terrifying the faces of this group of dark manticores are.

"You are the greatest true dragon I have ever seen."

After a long pause, the leader of the Dark Manticore took two steps forward, bowed his head in front of the black dragon, and whispered, "You are the center of heaven and earth, the ruler of the world, your majestic momentum and stalwart posture make me want to destroy myself!" eyes."

"Because, I know that everything I see from now on will be ugly and pale compared to you..."

"Stop."

The orc leader shouted, Gal stepped forward two steps, and stopped in front of the black dragon: "Manticore, first explain to your lord why you are here."

"Don't."

Caesar stopped the rough orc: "Let it continue."

He loves to listen.

"Incomparable, irreversible..."

However, after being interrupted by the orc, the leader of the manticore couldn't continue. He smacked his mouth and uttered a few words dryly, but he didn't know how to continue.

"Your wisdom is beyond my imagination, Your Majesty."

At this time, the leader of the gnolls, Hogg, came to Caesar, stared at the manticore and said, "But please forgive me for reminding me that there is a slang word among the gnolls: manticore, bones and lies."

Hogg showed hostility. It could be seen that the jackals were not friendly to the manticore.

"Please don't confuse us with those shameful races on the ground. We are the Dark Manticore, Your Excellency." The manticore leader turned his head, smiled, and stared at Hogg, revealing teeth densely packed as thin as steel needles.

They have pupils that overlap several layers, which makes people tremble at a glance.

Hogg didn't make a sound, but just swung the hatchet in his hand. Without him making a sound, the wolves quickly gathered and surrounded him in a short time, roaring continuously.

The manticores also hooked their tails.

"enough."

The black dragon, who had been watching coldly, finally opened his mouth, as if the substantive oppressive force emanating from Caesar's body instantly extinguished the tense atmosphere. The wolf cubs all whimpered in grievance, unable to stand still, and the manticore group quickly put away their hostility , Put your attitude right.

"Explain why you are here." Caesar raised his chin, the horny layer gleaming with steel luster was very eye-catching, shining brightly under the refraction of light.

The leader of the manticore moved forward again, ignoring the eyeing orcs and gnolls. After getting close to Caesar, he knelt down, kissed the black dragon's paw with his deep purple lips, and began to swear: "Praise you, great dragon, from this moment , the Dark Mantle Lions are willing to be your most loyal servants until death."

Sure enough, look at the face...

Caesar thought sympathetically, but his face remained calm, and by the way, he glanced at the test result of the Dark Manticore in the auxiliary device.

Comprehensive Combat Ability Check: 80~100.

It is slightly biased. Caesar thinks this value is a bit high. The auxiliary device depends on the target's lethality to determine the value. However, the Dark Manticore puts too much emphasis on the attack power of the tail sting, and has a great difference in melee combat and its own defense ability. short board.

For example, now, once they are surrounded and unable to lift into the air, a group of gnolls have the ability to tear them apart.

After all, it is a machine, and it cannot be perfect without thinking ability. Caesar didn't demand anything about it, as long as he knew it, he was fine.

Caesar nodded,

Expressing that he knew it, it was a matter of course to include the Dark Manticore in his pocket, making up for the shortcomings of the long-range arms, and adding it to the Black Dragon Army.

Soon, the Darkmantle Manticore got his first mission - to return.

Caesar asked these guys to go back to the ground and send their children to the orc's habitat. On the way back, Caesar asked the Dark Manticore to publicize the existence of the black dragon lord.

Soon, he felt the benefits brought about by the transformation of the body. The first mission of the Dark Manticore was completed perfectly. With such a wave of advertisements, the black dragon ushered in countless dark regions without even leaving its habitat. The clans in the north visited and took refuge.

Diggers, wild boars, barghests, shapeshifters... Batch after batch of evil races came to the settlement. After seeing Caesar, they chose to join the black dragon army without hesitation.

...

two months later.

The light in the hall made of stacked bones was on and off, surrounded by a faint phosphorescent fire, and the dim light left deep marks on the texture of the bones.

The hall was quiet, and there was a sense of aura in the air.

Nagendro looked at the ignorant skeletons wandering outside the palace, tapped the throne lightly with his bony fingers, paused for a while, then lowered his head and said to the kneeling Lich, "Are you sure?"

"I am sure, my lord."

The Lich lowered his head, and replied in a dry voice: "It has many followers, and the skeleton I ordered cannot get close, but I have seen its figure from a distance, so it should be right."

"Then it is indeed a dragon."

The black knight Nagendro's dry and hard skeleton chin let out a hoarse and ugly laugh, and then turned his head to the corner in the shadow: "I didn't expect it to be your relative."

"Yeah?"

A disdainful sneer came from the shadows.

The Lich and Wraith under the throne lowered their heads, and with the swaying of the phosphorous fire, a living creature walked out of the darkness.

dragon.

The appearance of this dragon is somewhat similar to that of the black dragon of Elradia. It is also dark and hideous, but there are many differences.

It has a slender and distinctly segmented body, horns on the top of its head that look like sinuous fishhooks, a pair of emerald green eyes, small, pitch-black teeth, and slender, dancing tentacles on its tail.

"But my relatives have been killed by me."

Its voice was high, melodious, and sweet as molasses dipped in poison.

Disaster Karma Dragon.

As an uncommon real dragon, the ecology of the calamity dragon is completely different from that of the metal dragon, and there is even a big gap compared with the evil five-color dragon.

The mother who gave birth to them will not care about these children at all, and the disaster industry dragon will fall into a never-ending internal struggle as soon as it is born, fighting for life and death with its brothers, until all other young dragons are killed give up.

The gods worshiped by these dragons are also different. It is not Tiamat, the mother of dragons, but the night dragon Falazur, who is the master of all corrupt, withered and undead creatures. From this, you can get a glimpse of the evil nature of the disaster dragon. .

It is wrong for people to name black dragons who are good at collaborating with undead creatures. In fact, disaster industry dragons are the true dragons who are most keen to work with undead creatures, just because they are in the local area of ​​Elradia. It is very rare, so the reputation is not obvious, and it does not make waves.

But there is one here.