A huge and irregular shadow shrouded the land. The adventurers tried their best to raise their heads, trying to see what new thing had blocked the sunlight, but all they could see were large pieces of armor-like scales, inverted triangular wings that looked like blades, jagged and protruding joints, and sharp barbs.
It hovered in the sky, and the air rumbled loudly.
"Another dragon!"
"Black Dragon!"
The adventurers let out a few sporadic screams, but most of them were tongue-tied, as if their souls were being crushed by a torrent. The shock was not only because they had seen two dragons in one day, but also because of the pressure of being on the verge of death.
When the Black Dragon's huge body appeared, it was as if the whole world was pressing in on them from all directions, making them feel as if their bodies were being twisted and squashed. Fear, anxiety, nervousness, and trembling all mixed together, making their throats and tongues lose the ability to speak.
This was not the suppression of the dragon's power, but more like the feeling of insignificance and powerlessness when staring at the whole abyss.
Gold Dragon Stannis also felt it. The scales all over his body opened up, and his body trembled involuntarily. After trembling for a while, he said hesitantly, "Ancestral … Ancestral Dragon?"
"No, Airadia only has one ancestral dragon, Blue Dragon Alex," Caesar denied easily, "I'm the Black Dragon, Stannis, have you forgotten?"
"… Black King."
Stannis of course remembered Caesar Tangerine. After seeing him, the gold dragon's aura was much weaker.
For the only true dragon emperor in the north, different regions and races had different names for him. Most of the ferocious species in the north called him the "Dragon King" or "Black Emperor", while the metal dragons, elves, and dwarves called him the "Black Wing King" or "Black King", which was also a reflection of the differences between factions.
"Why, you seem to be scared?"
As Caesar said, he pulled out the two heads of the Great Mole Snake along with the spine in its body, "Don't worry, you know I have a good impression of the metal dragons, and I have a good relationship with the Platinum Dragon God."
Not bad my ass!
Stannis tried his best to wipe the blood off his face. Damn Black Dragon, His Majesty Bahamut hasn't settled the score with you for stealing the dragon egg and changing the inheritance. Don't act like we're familiar with each other … Right, what happened to him just now? When he heard that Manet was Quel 'dorei's weapon of war against the Dragon God and Dragon Queen, this guy seemed very excited?
The Black Dragon's body was 50 meters long, which was considered huge among the giants in Airadia. However, it was still quite a distance away from Monet. Even so, the Black Dragon still had an absolute advantage in terms of strength.
His "small" body easily pulled the Great Hydra left and right, as if he was pulling a huge ball of cotton. Monet's original heavy body and rapid speed were almost non-existent, allowing the Black Dragon to twist and turn at will. Only the landslide and rolling stones caused by the collision of the body showed the true weight of its body.
Although the hydra had the ability to heal itself, it was not that it could not feel pain. When its head was pulled out along with its spine, the excruciating pain made it even more ferocious and violent. It madly attacked any living creature in its line of sight.
There was nothing that could stop his body, which was like a tsunami, other than greater pain.
Caesar grabbed Monet's head and used his neck to tie a few dead knots on the ugly monster's head. This made Monet even more furious, but the more it struggled, the more pain it felt. After a while, the pain subsided, and Monet was a little scared. It curled up and wanted to go back to its half plane.
In the end, halfway through, it was forcefully pulled back, and its head was once again lost. The pain caused the Monet's Giant Snake's tail to furiously slap the ground. It was as if an earthquake had occurred in the Bramble Mountain Range. The mountains shook once again, and many of the already sparse mountain paths collapsed.
Monet glared at Caesar. His mouth, which had already healed, opened and let out a hysterical scream. A cold and damp air rushed through the valley – Frozen Space.
Then its face was smashed. Caesar swung his tail to shut it up, and said to Stannis, "You just told me that this monster was created as a weapon of war?"
"Quel 'dorei's evil creation."
Stannis nodded, "This is a race that can only be described as crazy. The idea of enslaving the True Dragon led them to the end of their road. After the great Dragon God and the powerful Dragon Queen descended in their true form, these guys still wanted to resist.
Monet is a chimera created by the ignorant Quel 'dorei using the God of Io as a template. "
Caesar looked at the roaring Monet's Giant Snake on the ground and clicked his tongue, "Not at all."
"Now it seems so."
Stannis agreed, "But at that time, Monet was the most feared enemy of all dragons.
The unrestrained Quel 'dorei created the cornerstone of becoming a God – Godfire, and successfully implanted it into Monet's body.
Now … … Maybe it has lost too much time, so it became like this. "
"Wait!"
Stannis said, and inadvertently saw the Black Dragon's eyes getting brighter and brighter. He suddenly shouted, "Caesar, what are you thinking?
No, don't think about that nonsense, kill it!
Quel 'dorei's technology is far beyond this era, it will not become your puppet. You are playing with fire! "
"I will kill it, but not now."
Caesar no longer looked at the golden dragon. He landed on the ground, and the nine-colored breath collided directly with it. The gorgeous colors on the black dragon's body were constantly lit up and then extinguished. The energy that could annihilate a river only caused a small splash on the black scales that were like armor, and then it immediately disappeared and returned to normal.
The Black Dragon did not move until the breath of the Great Hydra dried up.
Caesar looked down at the half of his body that was completely covered by the breath. At this time, it was completely covered by the black and red magma shell. Some of the scales melted and dripped down, and the stinging pain of burning was transmitted to his nerves.
He could not take it without being injured. This was only a Legendary, much weaker than Azliers.
Caesar's body was quickly recovering, showing the same rapid self-healing ability as Monet, but he still sighed.
The Bio Boost Armor was gradually losing strength. If the Black Dream did not move, he would have to find a way to upgrade it himself … … This thought flew around in his head, and then flew away. He had many other things to do at the moment.
Caesar approached the Great Hydra, and easily tore through Monet's spatial seal. He stepped on it, and his sharp claws cut into the flesh and bone.
The Black Dragon held the Great Hydra's spine, and let out a low groan. He flapped his wings, and in the dark red flames, lifted this monster that was hundreds of meters long into the sky.
"The Platinum Dragon God's enemy is Tiamat, and my enemy is Tiamat too. You should be happy that I am taking it away."
"No!
That's different, Dragon Variant. You can't understand what happened in that era … … "
Stannis roared in despair. The gap between him and Caesar was like a chasm. Rashly stopping the Black Dragon Emperor was the same as seeking death. Monet was taken away, and he could only watch the disaster happen, unable to do anything.
Boom.
The Great Hydra continued to twist and struggle, and then it was pressed down by Caesar, and crashed into a mountain. After that, it quieted down a lot, and was carried away by the Black Dragon Emperor.
Flying at high speed was a very scary thing, especially when there was no protection. When Caesar's speed surpassed the speed of sound, the violent air currents became as sharp as blades, and left thousands of holes on the Great Hydra's body. At the same time, Monet used his spatial ability several times to try to break free, but there was little to no effect. A body that was close to that of a demigod was difficult for a legendary creature to shake.
When Stannis hurriedly left with the adventurers, and was about to pray to his god, Caesar also brought the Great Hydra back to his kingdom – the Tuhala Desert.
The Great Hydra's claw stepped on the back of Monet's neck, and one of its heads was stomped into the sand. The other eight heads were forced to bow down, and the pressure from the Great Hydra made the cartilage of the cervical vertebrae groan in pain. Only the hard bones were still trying to support the weak blood vessels and nerves.
"Well, I think the wisdom of a legendary monster is not lower than that of a kobold. You should be able to understand what I'm saying."
Caesar stared at the Great Hydra, whose eyes were full of hatred and fierceness, and said, "I want Ukrahir. Are you going to spit it out yourself, or do you want me to take it out from your stomach?"
Monet obviously understood. It stared at the black dragon for a while, and strangely calmed down. The pain from before seemed to have taught it a lesson. After a pause, the Great Hydra slowly opened its mouth, and something was vomited out from the head that was close to Caesar.
The thing that was vomited out was a branch, but it was difficult to describe its beauty, holiness, and majesty. However, it could be described as a branch of the World Tree.
"Be good."
Caesar put away the spotless branch, removed the claw from the Great Hydra's head, and treated it like a pet. "Let's talk about you, Monet. You heard what the Golden Dragon said.
I want to know, how did Quel 'dorei create you? "
"Quel 'dorei has nothing to do with me." This was the first time the Great Hydra spoke. Its voice was choppy, but it was very clear. "I am a Spawn."
Caesar was a little surprised.
"I am Monet Hydra," the Great Hydra said calmly.
The serpent said calmly, "The mother said that I am the child that most resembles it. Judging from your reaction, it is right."
Yes, the Hydra had never admitted that it was Monet. It was only because of its appearance at the end and its devouring of Ukrahir that Stannis' perception was distorted, and it also led Caesar astray.
This could also explain why the Hydra was like an ignorant newborn. It was indeed born not long ago, and it was not a weapon of war nearly ten thousand years ago as Stannis said.
Caesar slowly raised his neck and took a breath. "Since you are just a Spawn."
"You want to kill me?"
Hydra raised its head and looked at the Great Hydra. "But we still have to thank you. Ukrahir is a small part of the seal, and it is also a gift from Monet to you.
Balor, Anubalak, me, and other Spawns will awaken with the mother, and then … "
The dragon's flames swept across, and everything turned to ashes.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Caesar pursed his lips and stared at the branch of the World Tree. Then, he spread his wings and returned to the Blackwing Kingdom.
At the same time, in the Forbidden Mountains of the Kingdom of Ebu, small cracks were spreading on the surface of the ground. The space suddenly shook, as if some unknown creature had hit a material barrier.