In just a few hours, the situation in the North had changed drastically.
The Black Dragon Emperor had displayed unimaginable power. Not only had he defeated the apostle of the God of the Hunt, but he had also suddenly erupted at the end of his tether, annihilating half of the Legendary party with a single breath. Only a few of them had managed to escape.
It sounded awe-inspiring, but Caesar knew that his fission breath had killed more than eighty percent of the Blackwing's kin that he had sent into the battlefield, causing the power of the Blackwing's Nest to drop to a freezing point and enter a long period of weakness.
At the same time, Caesar himself was not in good condition. Although the high temperature had burned away the arrows and spears that were stuck in his body and melted the armor-piercing magical spearheads, and even the divine power that had invaded Malar's body had been completely digested, his wounds had yet to heal.
Indeed, there were still countless wounds on Caesar's body, but for the Black Dragon who had powerful self-healing abilities, this would not have happened before. The reason was that the nutrients in his body could not allow him to heal so quickly. This was the result of his exaggerated breath.
The fission breath was a power that exceeded Caesar's current stage. It did not come from the fission furnace, but also from the combined effects of other parts of his body.
With Caesar's current physical development, he could not sustain such a terrible breath even if he could keep using it in battle. It was a severe injury to his muscles, heart, and the sacs and glands in the sacs.
The Black Dragon Emperor Caesar Tangerine was extremely weak after going all out. Although there was still powerful energy in the furnace to support his flight, he was still extremely weak.
"If there's another unexpected change now, there's really nothing I can do."
Caesar thought to himself. His throat, chest, and abdomen were all in excruciating pain. They were the injured muscles of his throat, lungs, and sacs. As for the tube that transmitted fission energy, it was an incomprehensible product that existed between reality and illusion. It did not feel pain, and even if it was injured, there would be no warning of pain. But there was no doubt that Caesar could not perform fission breath again. He could not even spit out a common cystic breath.
The burning flames and explosive radiation disappeared after Caesar stood quietly for a few minutes. His powerful physique quickly stopped the bleeding after leaving the battle, and at the same time dispelled some negative effects from his body.
Although the wounds had stopped bleeding, the severed muscles and tendons had yet to heal. Even the tough skin and the scales on it had yet to grow. Huge wounds were all over Caesar's body, and the dragon who had lost many of his scales looked like a plucked rooster. It was quite a funny sight.
But that was not the most important thing. Caesar still had strength in his body. Because of the fission furnace, he still had plenty of energy, but the real cause of his weakness was his lack of energy.
The consumption of Royal Power was only a small part of the problem. The key was driving the Spotless Land to isolate Malar's divine power. It sounded simple, but it was actually an unprecedented project. It had almost drained all of Caesar's psionic energy and spirit, leaving the Black Dragon on the verge of collapse.
Another point was that Caesar could not use such a huge amount of energy when he had just obtained the fission furnace. Just like how a patient needed to rest in bed after an operation, the modified Black Dragon also needed some time for his body to adapt.
But the situation at the time did not allow him to do so.
Logically speaking, there was no need to mention these things of the past. With the strength of Caesar's body, he only needed to rest for a while to recover quickly. But now, the Black Dragon had a feeling that if he continued to use the fission furnace casually, it would lead to a series of troublesome consequences for him.
The Void Tube could not completely seal off the volatilization of fission energy. As the furnace rooted in Caesar's heart continued to work, the energy full of radiation and destruction continued to accumulate in the Black Dragon's body. In just a short period of time, Caesar could feel obvious changes.
He clearly knew that he urgently needed a long period of hibernation to allow his body to complete the step of adjusting itself to a more powerful energy core.
The reason why this happened was because of the 'autonomous control unit' inside the Black Dragon's body. Its balance mechanism affected Caesar's body. The unbalanced development of the body, energy, and psionic energy required a comprehensive adjustment to achieve a relatively balanced state.
Otherwise, when Caesar fully unleashed the energy of the fission furnace the next time, he might be the first to die. Even if it was not so extreme, the Black Dragon Lord would probably become a deformed being if he left it alone for a while.
As the Black Dragon gradually grew, he became more and more aware of the importance of the 'autonomous control unit'. Although the ability of the Black Dragon was not of a high level for him right now, it could be called one of the foundations of the Black Dragon.
The sooner he adapted, the better. In other words, the Black Dragon had to enter hibernation as soon as possible.
After all, Caesar was still selfish. Moreover, he did not feel that he was very noble. After realizing the problem with his body, the Black Dragon no longer had the mind to care about the severely injured Blackwing clan leader.
After barely comforting Hogg with a few words, Caesar returned to the Blackwing Palace first and told Luna that he was about to enter hibernation. Then, under the little fellow's doubtful and wronged gaze, he sternly told her to try not to get close to him this time.
Because even the Black Dragon did not know what kind of changes he would undergo this time and how long this hibernation would last.
Caesar fell asleep in the depths of the Blackwing Palace, but time continued in Airadia.
The plan that Malar, the God of the Hunt, had set up in Airadia was completely ruined. The believers that he had painstakingly gathered and trained were almost all wiped out. At the same time, he had also lost part of his own divinity.
The Aladian Dragon Hunters were in the same boat as the Black Blood God. Not only did Byff and his team suffer the first defeat in history, but they also suffered an unprecedented blow. All six of their Legendary-tier members died in the battle. Even the Empire where the Sun never sets could not take it, let alone the Dragon Hunters.
On the other hand, the Battle of Tuhala was watched by many people with intentions. Many powerful creatures observed everything that happened in the northern desert through various means. The power that Caesar Tangerine had displayed in this battle was enough to give these creatures an unforgettable memory.
This unimaginably strong, dark black dragon that often showed dark red finally became famous in the Airadia Continent, leaving a legend for himself in the Book of Giant Dragons. This Black Dragon, who was praised as the "Dragon King" and "Black Emperor", had finally stepped onto the stage of the entire world. And the so-called world did not only refer to Airadia.