"Garen, you are known for your wisdom and strategy among the lords of the Imperial Court."
Caesar asked, "What do you think I should do?"
"If you want to reduce the bloodshed, you must plan this carefully. We can first control the shapeshifting monsters to build several puppet kingdoms, instill Black Wing's thoughts and ideals, and then cut The Rising Sun City into several pieces or even dozens of pieces, slowly swallowing them."
"I didn't do this before, and I won't do it now. If Caesar Tangerine wants to conquer Airadia, he won't use this method."
Black Dragon shook his head, "Besides, we don't have time now. Azliers has repeatedly reminded me that the invasion of the Abyss is imminent."
"Then we can only use an iron-blooded method to let Black Wing's army destroy all obstacles. We can use the cruelest means to intimidate humans and completely destroy their will, just like what is said in this declaration of war."
Prince Poison Fire's voice was cold, "I request Nero to go out and transfer the Hound Demon Clan to the front line."
"You underestimate humans too much, Garen."
Caesar's gaze became distant, "If we use this method, they will really fight us to the end. In the moment of life and death, the will of humans will be much more tenacious than you think. I know that they are a great race."
Garen said in a low voice, "In the face of unparalleled power and bloody facts, even the most devout belief will disappear, and even the most tenacious will will collapse."
"Yes, rivers of blood and mountains of bones will always make some people terrified."
Caesar agreed, "But on that day, the capable, intelligent, and courageous humans will have died in the hands of Black Wing. It will be useless for me to rule The Rising Sun City in that situation."
"…"
Prince Poison Fire was silent for a while, watching the subtle expressions on Black Dragon's face. After a while, he said, "In fact, there is the best way, but I'm afraid you can't accept it."
"Let's hear it."
"Ask Bahamut for an oracle and ask him to vouch for Black Wing. The good name of the Platinum Dragon God is spread far and wide in the Astral World. Even the evil dragons respect him from the bottom of their hearts. His every word is full of weight. Even if it can't shake the zealots of the gods, it can still change the views of ordinary people on Black Wing."
"Good idea."
Black Dragon clapped his hands, "That's what you should say. Why didn't you mention it before?"
"Ortoronzo, you have swept through everything with the strength of a mountain all your life. You despise and are hostile to the gods to the greatest extent. I thought you would not be willing to bow to Bahamut."
"It's not that."
Caesar wagged his tail. "I don't hate dragons."
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"I didn't expect you to be willing to let Bahamut speak."
Garen said, "Those southerners must really hate you, that's why they believe in the Gods' propaganda so deeply."
. "" In their eyes, I am the evil that instigates war. I am the disaster that destroys everything. It's natural for them to hate me. "
"But you made the barren north prosper. You took the risk to suppress the crazy Monet. You killed the Abyss Monarch. Even today, Black Wing's troops are searching for the Abyss Gate day and night. They don't know about any of these things. They see us as man-eating demonic beasts."
"Dragons like us shouldn't complain."
Hearing Garen's voice that was filled with reluctance, the Black Dragon reached out his claws to hug his neck, "The things you said, I did it because I wanted to do it, not because of other people's opinions. Moreover, humans can't be blamed for this, most people are blinded by rulers and gods."
"The God of Hypocrisy deserves to die," Garen muttered.
"Indeed."
Caesar smiled. His claws were sharp and his gaze was warm. He patted Garen's head, just like when they were young.
"Ortoronzo, are you now the most powerful creature in Airadia?"
"You can say that."
"Then what do you want to do now?"
"Unify Airadia. Do you know why I want to ask the Platinum Dragon God for help?
Because in my eyes, humans are already a part of my clan. I don't want to slaughter my clan again at the last moment of the plane's unification. "
Caesar released his claws and released Garen's head.
"A clan that resists is not a good clan," Poison Fire Prince said.
"Reduce the bloodshed. Consider it a little favor I have for humans."
Caesar said, "Remember Enrique's' Threat of Otherworldlings' theory? They said that different races have different thoughts. It sounds reasonable, but it's wrong in the context of the Astral Plane. We are all Airadia's children. Do you want this land to be destroyed?"
Garen quickly shook his head. "If Airadia is destroyed, Blakesia and Bulonia will have no place."
"Yes, there are things we need to protect in this land. That's true for you and me, and for every intelligent and non-intelligent life."
Caesar said softly, "I want to unify Eladia. I want to create a brand new country. This country will not only be a country of dragons, but also a community of millions of races on this land. I want everyone to take up arms and fight against the invasion of the Abyss. I want everyone to fight against the Gods. This is what I want to do!"
Garen heard this and let out a long sigh. He lowered his head and said respectfully, "Ortoronzo, Emperor of Races, King of Kings, I am far inferior to you."
The Black Dragon suddenly turned around and stepped on the rocks. "As you said, I will make a deal with Bahamut and have him send down an oracle to Airadia to restore the humans' trust in the Black Wing. Send my orders to all the clans in Skjal. Only eliminate those who resist, accept captives, and treat civilians well."
"As you command." Garen bent his knees and left immediately. "For Airadia."
The Black Dragon spread his wings and his body expanded in the wind. He returned to his two-hundred-meter-tall form and swept past the Skjal coast with a storm. He entered the vast sea of stars, and wherever he passed, the waves and tsunamis reached up to a hundred meters.
"Good Dragon God, Master of the North Wind, Platinum Dragon Majesty Bahamut, I, Caesar Ortoronzo Tangerine, call upon your name and await your appearance."
The Black Dragon narrowed his eyes and muttered in a low voice.
Although the gods could hear every sentence that contained their names, if the praying person was not a fanatic or a god's chosen one, the gods would generally not respond. And such a simple call without malice would be directly ignored by the gods.
However, Caesar was very confident. When a creature like him called out the name of a god, it would have some kind of power that would easily attract the attention of the gods. In the past, whenever they talked about the gods, Caesar would block the space, but this time, he removed the radiation interference.
Soon, a figure slowly condensed and appeared in front of Caesar with a warm and mellow divine light.