"You're not playing with me."
Luna let go of Angramo's horn, jumped down from the Skeletal Dragon, and then skillfully climbed onto Caesar's neck. "You only know how to sleep all day long. Little Yuge is the best, she's willing to accompany me."
Of course, the undead did not need to rest …
In fact, in the past five years, the little fellow had also experienced a deep sleep, and then completed a feat — her ability value was still between one and two.
Apart from becoming more energetic and not as sleepy as before, there was no change in her body.
This was actually quite difficult. Caesar had not found any other intelligent creature with a lower ability value than Luna.
"You can order her around. Angramo still has things to learn, unlike you who can sleep all day long." Caesar could not help but mock.
"Caesar!
How can you say that about me! "
The little fellow pouted and began to shake the thorns on his neck. "I'm responsible for the maintenance of the castle every day, supervising the patrolling lizardmen and manticores, and helping you pick your teeth. I'm also working very hard, okay?"
In fact, she was just a fox using the tiger's might to bully others. Every day, she used different methods to order the lizardmen to do manual labor and took pleasure in it.
"Besides."
As if she felt that her theory was a little untenable, Luna added, "And Little Yuge is also willing to play with me. I didn't force her."
"I'm happy to. It's an honor."
Hearing this, the Skeletal Dragon's spine arched slightly. She still could not learn the way Caesar and Luna talked.
"Yes, yes."
Caesar coaxed the little fellow perfunctorily and raised his chin, indicating that Angramo could leave. Then, he walked back with Luna.
The Skeletal Dragon lowered its gaze, and the soul fire in its eye sockets dimmed a little. It paused and watched the Black Dragon's back disappear from its sight. Only then did it spread its thick bony wings and turned back to the undead domain.
"Caesar, are you planning to go back up?"
After chatting for a while, Luna began to talk about business. She knew about the recent changes in the Black Dragon's camp and could guess that Caesar was preparing for something big.
"Why, don't you want to go back?
When we first entered the Underdark, you were very unhappy. "Caesar asked.
"Airadia is the home of the fairies. If I can, of course I'd like to go back."
Luna nodded at first, but then she became distressed. "But I know that if you go up there, you'll have to fight again."
"Isn't it good for us to stay here? Here, you're to deserve to be the king?
Moreover, you've spent a lot of effort to stabilize the balance of the Dark Zone. Isn't this what you want? "
Caesar stopped grilling the steak and paused for a second. Then he continued, "The Green Dragon has what I want."
"Its environment is perfect. Its barn is overflowing. Its garden is full of figs, dates, and olives. Its cellar is filled with barrels of bacon and smoked fish."
"And in the Green Dragon's nest, there are boxes of gold, silver, and gems. She also hid many magical items that the Green Dragon plundered."
Caesar said calmly, "I need those."
"Is that so?"
Luna slid down from the Black Dragon's neck and flew in front of him. "Although you're only a little smarter than me, you should be one of the smarter ones among the Pentashade Dragons in Airadia."
She stared straight at the Black Dragon. This time, she wasn't trying to be cute or funny. Instead, she said seriously, "Now that you have power, it's easy for you to accumulate treasures and stuff like that. You'll soon be richer than the other True Dragons."
In the end, she concluded her analysis. "You're lying to me."
The steak was ready. Caesar stopped the flames in his mouth and cut a corner of the steak with his claws. He handed it to Luna. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at her.
"Alright."
After a while, Caesar said, "This is indeed only a secondary reason."
"There's only one ultimate reason: revenge."
The Black Dragon bared his teeth, his red eyes shining. "I want Silvia and Roy to die."
"For Sve?"
"For Sve."
A true powerhouse would never be afraid of the unknown. However, Caesar wasn't a powerhouse. He was just a normal person with a normal heart and personality. He was just a normal person who had a dark side.
Therefore, when he first arrived in Airadia, he was actually quite anxious and uneasy. However, at that time, he couldn't show it to anyone. He could only rely on his intellect, a cold face, and a strong body to barely survive.
Under such circumstances, Caesar still had feelings for those who helped and accompanied him when he was weak. This included Luna, Garen, and the Orcs led by Sve.
Hmm … That proud and rebellious little female dragon, Blakesia, was not included in his calculations.
Although the contract at that time was a mistake and a freak combination of factors, ever since then, the Stone Crow clan never left Caesar with food. Even if they couldn't even eat, they never left little Black Dragon with food.
Long before the moving of the lake, Caesar's appetite had already started to grow bigger and bigger. His hunting range had also become quite broad. In the later stages, if he had to hunt by himself, he would have attracted a lot of attention. He didn't even know what kind of danger he would face due to his large size.
Moreover, until now, Sve was still the only living being who had passed on knowledge to him.
When he first arrived in Airadia, Caesar only had a few bits and pieces of the inheritance of basic knowledge. Compared to the other Dragon Whelps, he was completely brainless. He knew almost nothing about magic and the situation in the new world.
Although he didn't find any use for the principles of magic until now, the benefits that the knowledge brought to Caesar were self-evident. He only felt that the knowledge was not enough and was not complete enough.
However, even now, Caesar still hadn't found a way to absorb the knowledge. One could imagine how precious those things were in Airadia.
The old Sorcerer taught him everything.
However, an Orc like this was gone just like that.
The feeling was indescribable.
Perhaps in the eyes of dragons, Orcs were just lowly creatures. However, in Caesar's eyes, they were his friends and his guide. Any sentient being in his position would not be indifferent to the old Sorcerer's death.
It wasn't that his life was precious and the lives of others were cheap. In Caesar's eyes, there was no distinction between good and evil. He was just following his own beliefs. Using the ancient saying of the country in his previous life, it was – Karma reaps what you sow.
Silvia and Roy had to bear the consequences.
In fact, if that was the case, Caesar also had to bear the consequences. This guy had also done a lot of evil in the Underdark: Carrying out a bloody reign, forcibly distorting the nature of species, and carrying out a dictatorship.
In fact, these weren't the main points. The main point was that he directly killed the Calamity Dragon and turned it into a Skeletal Dragon to continue enslaving it.
This went against the established rules of the dragon race.
(The Calamity Dragons killing each other was an internal conflict. It belonged to their race's ecology, so it was not included in the dragon's agreement.)
Luna was originally quite happy. Killing the Calamity Dragon was no big deal, no one would know anyway. However, when she saw the Skeletal Dragon Angramo, she was worried for a long time.
She advised Caesar not to go to the surface mainly because of this.
Caesar was indifferent.
If he killed it, then he killed it. There was nothing to hesitate about. If he acted according to the dragon's rules and let the Calamity Dragon go, wouldn't that mean that he would also let the Green Dragon go in the future?
Sorry, he couldn't do that.
So Caesar simply broke this set of rules without any scruples. The Dragon Queen wouldn't pay attention to such a small matter.
Of course, just because the Dragon God and the Dragon Queen didn't care didn't mean that there wouldn't be trouble in the future.
Caesar was very clear about this, and at the same time, he was very calm. Adhering to his philosophy of "karma has its retribution", he would deal with any consequences when the time came.
If in the future some old dragon or even ancient dragon jumped out and clamored to seek justice for Silvia or Angra, Caesar had nothing to say. The only thing the Black Dragon could give was war.
And Caesar's uniqueness lay in this. As engraved on the trophy before, those that couldn't kill him would only make him stronger.
The wealth of war could make people rich overnight. In the war, as time went by, Caesar's power would only become stronger and stronger. He could not be weak or weak.
This Black Dragon would only become more and more terrifying.
"Caesar, if something happens to me in the future, will you be like this too?"
"Nothing will happen to you."