When Caesar stopped, the absolute clamor turned into absolute silence. It was so quiet that it sent chills down one's spine. Monet fell heavily to the ground. His dismembered body was scattered all over the place like a small mountain. Blood flowed like a river on the ground. The whole area was filled with a nauseating stench. It was the smell of bones, blood, and minced meat.
The northern border of Essien was collapsing. This small central area had to bear the power that it couldn't bear. The space was distorted, the ground was cracked, and the wind was blowing. Airadia's Will of the Realm began to work. It wanted to clean up this area. Everything was quickly disintegrated under the different rules of the past.
The army, monsters, and the sound of fighting was very far away. There was no life left in this area. The only two living creatures were Caesar and Azliers. Caesar panted and released his claws. White smoke came out of his nostrils. He bent his hind legs and sat down. He looked at the doomsday-like scene in front of him without saying a word.
"This guy is finally dead. I never thought that I would have to fight side by side with an evil dragon from the material plane. But now it seems that the result is not bad."
Azliers returned to his human form in the burning flames. "Do you think that the two of us worked so hard to kill Monet?
This guy wanted to destroy the world. We killed him. In a sense, we saved the world, right? "
"Unbelievable?" Caesar's voice was hoarse.
"I'm the demon you speak of," Azliers said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Monet's body, which was full of death aura, suddenly flowed with a hazy golden light. It was as if a gold-like material had seeped into his body. In his head, the golden light spots became brighter and brighter. Finally, they gathered together and merged into a shining mass that slowly rose up.
Divine Fire.
"Evil dragon, I risked being attacked by the gods to fight this monster with you. You have to remember what you promised me," Azliers looked at the Divine Fire and said softly.
"Half of the Divine Fire. Is it enough to fill your stomach?" Caesar said.
Azliers didn't reply. He turned around and stared at the Black Dragon.
Caesar's body was recovering quickly. The incredible healing process was going on. His blood was flowing faster, his heart rate was increasing, and the broken scales and torn muscles were growing again. Even the broken bones that were inserted into his organs were being pulled out by his strong muscles and moved back to their correct positions. The broken bones were connected like steel.
The Infernal Hell Monarch was silent for a while. He thought for a while and said, "Alright."
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After they separated, Caesar went back to the Black Wing Palace to visit Luna. He immediately rushed to the underground of the Green Field Dragon's Nest and the Radiation Dragon's Secret Incubation Base. The lush forest had been covered with a thin layer of gauze. Nature's self-recovery ability was working hard to erase the traces left by humans, making this area even more undetectable.
The Black Dragon's actual situation was worse. His strength and energy had reached the lowest point in history. Even he couldn't completely recover from many injuries in a short period of time. However, in front of the Devil King, Caesar couldn't show any signs of weakness. He had to force himself to look like he still had energy left. Azliers must have guessed this, but it seemed that the Devil King had considered the risks and didn't make any further attempts.
The most effective way to recover for a true dragon was to fall asleep. It was the same for Caesar, who was a mutated dragon. His psionic energy had been exhausted, and his brain was in a state of extreme fatigue. Almost as soon as he reached the underground of the dragon's nest to relax his nerves, this guy had already fallen asleep with his butt raised and his neck flat.
A long time ago, Caesar could enter the dark space at will. However, for some reason, he hadn't received a new achievement trophy for a long time after the last time. However, the Black Dragon was already mentally prepared at the beginning. After going through the initial process of anxiety, doubt, and disappointment, he gradually put down matters related to the Black Dream and focused on studying psionic energy to run the Empire. He no longer put his attention on the goal of fighting for the Black Dream's achievement reward.
He didn't know if it was because he had swallowed half of the Divine Fire, but the Black Dream that had been silent for a long time finally showed signs of improvement. After Caesar fell asleep, it took the initiative to pull his consciousness into the space.
This place was still an endless darkness, but there were other movements. War drums, the clashing of swords, cheers, and angry roars constantly came from all directions, leaving Caesar confused.
Further away, he could vaguely see the traces of a giant display cabinet and a panoramic thumbnail of the Blackwing Empire.
When Caesar came to the end, he first glanced at the thumbnail panoramic thumbnail, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
He could see this thumbnail that looked like a sand table every time he entered the dark space. However, this time was different. Other than a scaled statue of him standing on the towering palace, there were also many models of creatures in the sand table. For example, there were radiation dragons floating and spreading their wings in various places, orcs wearing armor and holding weapons, demon hounds howling with their heads raised, and humans in black robes, and so on. This was something that had never happened before.
At the edge of the sand table, there was a small puddle that looked like the sea, and there were also many toy-like pocket-sized boats anchored.
Caesar took in all of this. After that, the Divine Fire that had not been swallowed and digested by the furnace automatically floated out and seeped into his scaled statue, covering it with a layer of pale golden luster. Caesar followed the trajectory of the Divine Fire and looked at the statue. He noticed that a line of pale golden words had appeared on the stone platform below the statue.
[Divine Kingdom, Progress: 4/10]
After Caesar finished reading the words one by one, the line of words quickly disappeared as if it was shy, not giving any other hints. Caesar was also used to the Black Dream's way of doing things. He memorized it and no longer pursued it. He turned his head to look at the towering display cabinet.
[Mighty Abyss Prison]
At this point, your reputation has accumulated to the peak. There is no Airadia who does not sing praises of your name.
You will become the lifelong goal of the righteous, the strongest and most evil villain in adventure stories.
Reward: Decree, Emperor.
This was a pure gold reward. Caesar glanced at it and quickly turned his gaze away, because on the other side, there was a brand-new tall trophy that he had never seen before.
White Diamond.
It stood quietly beside the pure gold throne. It was not bright, but it had a bright and awe-inspiring color, like a treasure in a golden age.
In comparison, Airadia's so-called legendary items, demigod items, and even divine items would pale in comparison.
[Devourer]
You have absorbed a total of three different Divine Fragments. They are the Mother of Evil Dragons, Tiamat, the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut, the God of the Hunt, Malar, and half of the non-primordial Divine Fire created by Quel 'dorei.
These will become important stepping stones for your future.
Reward: Living Carrying Module of High Energy and Antimatter (Basic).