"Dispel!"
Luna cried out in surprise, and immediately became spirited. "Caesar, you can cast spells?"
After staying with the Black Dragon for so long, of course, she already knew that Caesar was actually an idiot in magic. At first, she was quite puzzled, and even often felt indignant for Caesar. In the end, she found that even Caesar himself did not care about it, and over time, she accepted this fact and got used to it.
Now, she found that Caesar seemed to be able to cast spells. This made Luna cry out in surprise, and then she could not help but be happy. The little complaints from before were thrown to the back of her mind, and she was happy for him from the bottom of her heart.
"That's not right."
The little girl was excited for a while, but immediately stopped and thought carefully. "I don't feel any magic waves, Caesar, how did you cast spells?"
"This is indeed not a spell …"
Caesar said. He was of course still the muggle who could not cast spells, but this was not a spell, but something similar to a superpower. He did not expect Black Dream to have a mystical reward.
He stared at the disappearing light spot, thought for a while, and quickly understood. Regardless of whether it was day or night, he called the Battle Lizardmen who were guarding outside and began to give orders. "Go and bring a few liches … Forget it, let Negendro come together."
The time to curry favor had come. Negendro, who had just surrendered, naturally did not dare to delay. According to the Black Dragon Lord's orders, the Black Knight chose a few liches with the strongest spellcasting ability in the undead domain and rushed to the north, to the Black Dragon's lair.
Under the situation of rushing at full speed, it would not take more than a few days to pass through the palm-sized Underdark. So, just as the morning of the next day, the Black Knight led his undead subordinates and arrived in front of Caesar.
"Now, I want all of you to cast spells and attack at will."
Without any superfluous words and pleasantries, Caesar could not wait any longer and directly gave the order. Then, he looked at Negendro and said, "You too."
As far as he knew, the Black Knight was the legendary all-rounder of magic and martial arts. They could also cast spells, and not only were they not weaker than liches, they were even much stronger. For example, the magic cast by Negendro was about the level of a middle-ranked mage.
Well, probably about the level of the priest Anrion's.
The undead did not hesitate. They were creatures that subconsciously followed orders, so as soon as the Black Dragon Lord's order, the liches directly raised their bone staffs. Although the Black Knight was slow because it had intelligence, it was still quickly prepared.
"Enslaving Skeleton.
"Terrible howl.
"Dark Orb
"Death Coil."
The last spell came from the Black Knight. It had to be said that the liches selected by Negendro were not bad. They were all outstanding undead liches with a certain level of skill. Including his own spells, they could pose a threat to clan leaders such as Hogg and Gall.
They did not aim at the target, and their spells attacked the gaps in all directions.
"Dustless Land."
Caesar muttered in a low voice.
A breeze blew, and an invisible ripple appeared with him as the center, rippling outwards. Wherever the ripple swept, all the spells were annihilated, silently disappearing into the fine dust, never to be seen again.
This scene was seen by the undead. Of course, they did not have the perceptive ability of the Forest Fairies and could not understand what was happening. Even Negendro was a little confused. The Black Knight looked around, thinking that there was a hidden magical item in this place.
"My Lord, this …" Negendro asked hesitantly.
Caesar ignored him and no longer paid attention to the undead. After seeing this scene, he completely understood the effect of the new reward.
In fact, he should have known earlier that the Dustless Land, when translated into common slang, was an area without dust, and this so-called dust actually referred to magic!
He had the most important capital to fight against the Green Dragon.
Even if there was only one chance, this command combined with his power was enough to send that old Green Dragon to hell.
…
However, even if Caesar had enough weapons and claws, and he himself had the ability to fight the Mother of Poison, the Black Dragon did not immediately choose to return to Airadia and declare war on the Green Dragon.
Back when Silvia intercepted him, Caesar had seen countless monsters crowding and roaring behind the portal that connected heaven and earth. There were wyverns, ogres, thorny beasts, and so on. Just the Green Dragon's kin standing there alone numbered in the thousands.
And the Green Dragon definitely had more forces than this.
The unification of the Underdark gave Caesar an additional source of troops. The appearance of the black jade trophy changed the situation where he was helpless against magic, giving him the confidence to fight against the Green Dragon.
But this was not enough.
If he really wanted to defeat the Mother of Poison, if he really wanted to defeat the Green Dragon, Caesar's foundation was not enough.
It really was not enough.
The Black Dragon himself was strong enough, but he still needed to consolidate his power. This Underdark would become his base, his safe haven. He had to make this place good enough, even if there were only monsters and undead here.
In fact, the monsters were harder to tame than he had imagined. They were subservient to the Black Dragon's power. The monsters might be willing to fight for the Black Dragon, but if Caesar wanted them to die, or if he wanted to change some of their natures, these guys would definitely not be able to do it.
This was the biggest difference between the other clans and the Beastmen, and also the real reason why the Beastmen were Caesar's core kin.
If he wanted to truly obtain the loyalty of the various clans and obtain an endless supply of resources in this Underdark, Caesar still had a long way to go.
The Sixth Emperor of the Empire on which the sun never sets, Queen Elizabeth, once wrote in her diary: "Protecting territory is always more difficult than developing it." This was precisely the reason.
This consolidation wasn't something that could be accomplished just by the Black Dragon Overlord flying around and showing off his strength. At the end of the day, it still required reform, brainwashing, and time.
If he wanted these guys to completely get used to the Black Dragon's rule, if he wanted these guys to still not be in chaos after he left, and if he wanted to truly manage the Underdark as his own, Caesar had to formulate a set of rules for the various clans to accept, and then let it stabilize over time.
Five years would be good.
Caesar thought to himself. He did not have a lot of time, but he did not have a lot of time either. He still had eight years before he had to leave the Underdark and return to Elladia. He could still afford to wait for five years.
In the country he was in in his previous life, it also relied on rounds of five years to quickly climb up from a backward position, and once again catch up with the strong enemies around them. This was a time full of commemoration, and Caesar was prepared to directly use it.
The Black Dragon began to build the code under his rule and prepared to implement the first five-year plan.