"Wait."
Azliers suddenly said. The flames surged with suspicion. His fiery eye sockets moved slightly, and his gaze seemed to pierce through Black Dragon. "You have the smell of a god on you."
"It's the divinity of the God of Retribution."
Caesar didn't hide it and showed him what he had gained from the battle of Monkville. The complete divinity appeared in his eyes. It was a golden hexagonal cube without any shadows or dark patterns on its surface. It looked like an exquisite work of art, a work of art that couldn't be created even if one exhausted everything.
"This is the complete divinity."
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison sighed softly and then cursed in a low voice. "How can there be such a stupid god that you actually killed him?"
"A true god needs to consume a lot of divine power to break through the barrier of Airadia. After he came down, he didn't rest and immediately fought me under Pyro's instructions. It's normal for him to die in the material world," Caesar said.
Azliers was even more confused. "Pyro watched him die?"
"Yes, except for this guy, the other gods are all projections. They were restricted by the various rules of Airadia and couldn't rescue him in time." Black Dragon nodded.
"Your reason doesn't make sense."
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison whispered, "The gods have lived for so many years, and it's not that they haven't encountered powerful enemies. They've hunted down evil creatures and there have been successful cases. If the gods were so easy to kill, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been able to hold the power of the astral world."
"Quel 'dorei thought he could fight against the gods back then, so he began to plan for war early on. He was fully prepared to welcome the arrival of the gods, but in the end, didn't he all die? He was massacred. Even the plane was torn apart and fragmented into what you call Airadia, Vilost, and some lands that drifted into the astral world."
"I know all that you said," Caesar said.
"You don't understand Pyro's viciousness. If the Sun Master God wanted to kill you, he wouldn't just send a weak God to the Lower Realm. If necessary, he would even descend himself."
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison continued, "Such cowardice and cowardice, retreating weakly after suffering losses. It doesn't seem like the work of a Lord God. It seems more like something those useless devils would do."
"Don't tell me you want me to shift my hostile gaze to the devils?" The Black Dragon wagged its tail.
"I do have such thoughts."
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison did not try to hide it. He only looked at the golden crystal and said, "But there is indeed a problem with this matter. A complete Divine Spark is not so easy to obtain."
"The reason why only one God descended to the mortal realm …" The Black Dragon turned to look at the dome. "It's probably because someone helped him."
Azliers immediately came to a realization. "Are you talking about the Red Dragon, Kun Gu Dius?"
"I'm not sure if it's Dius or Bahamut, but if Bahamut was the one who stopped the gods, then he wouldn't have had to project himself with the gods and tell me what he did."
Caesar fell silent for a moment before replying, "As for Dius, he told me last time that I wasn't fighting alone. He said that he would provide me with some protection in the Astral Realm, but the prerequisite was that I couldn't be weak. I had to use my strength to demonstrate the might of the mutated dragons, unify Airadia, and guard the insect path."
"To be honest, I didn't take his words to heart. That guy is so careless, and I didn't think that he would actually be willing to help me fight against the gods." The Black Dragon's voice was as light as a feather.
If Kun Gu Dius were to hear this, he would've most likely laughed heartily before patting the Black Dragon's shoulder and saying things like, "I'm a man of my word! That's how I, Dius, live in this world!"
"Let's give it our all. I want to see the Evil Dragon's Dance in the Aladia World."
"So Dius has indeed become your backer. However, you've offended so many Sovereigns that even the 'Crimson Disaster' won't be able to stop them. You've probably found other helpers."
"I'll ask the mutated dragons when I can talk to them."
The Black Dragon said. After such a long time, his thirst for power had been reignited once again. It was imperative that he unify the Airadia world. Only then would he be able to rule over the Star Realm and the Abyss.
"Hey, give me that Quintessence," Azliers said bluntly, not treating them as strangers at all.
"No."
"You don't need the godhead, and there's no point in keeping it. Why don't you give it to me?"
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison said, "Black Dragon, I'm helping you guard the Abyssal Gate, so it's only right that you pay me."
"I can pay you, but I can't give you this godhead." The Black Dragon shook his head again.
"Why?" Azliers was a little angry.
"I don't need this thing, but the godhead of a True God is just a source of energy in your hands. It's not like a virtual godhead that can bring you true improvements. There's someone in this world who can make better use of it, my daughter."
Caesar said, wrapping the golden diamond-shaped cube with psionic power and sending it to Odín's hands.
"You can't even protect yourself now, yet you're still in the mood to think about others. You're an idiot who's led by the nose by your emotions, weak and humble."
Azliers sneered, but he did not stop the Black Dragon's actions. He just asked, "Where's my reward?"
"What do you want?"
"Black Rock Mountain. I want to move the Black Rock Mountain away from the Black Wing Empire. The northerners call the Black Rock Mountain a" country within a country ". You should also be very troubled. Take this opportunity to let the demons of the Black Rock Mountain become independent."
Azliers said, "I'm going to build a new nest on the land under your feet. After pulling away, my Balor Demons will not interfere with your Black Wing Clan. Their first target of destruction is The Rising Sun City."
"In addition, the threat from the demons will help you annex the land in the south. After all, compared with the demons, the Black Wing Clan is as kind and lovely as an angel. Humans will quickly throw themselves into your arms and lick your toes."
The Lord Of The Infernal Prison looked like he was giving alms. "How about it? Are you satisfied with this proposal?"
Caesar thought for a while and shook his head. "Bahamut helped me convey the revelation of the Oracle. I also promised him that I would keep my promise. Let's change it again."
"Hypocrite."
Azliers sneered.
He had already seen clearly that the so-called reward was just empty talk. The Black Dragon did not intend to pay anything at all, but he did not care. Airadia had already opened the door to him. As the great Lord of the Upper Realm, he could seize anything he wanted by strength. This kind of weak material creature was not qualified to talk about a deal with him.
"Then let's change it to the last one."
In order to embarrass the Black Dragon, Azliers deliberately blew a breath, hummed twice, and said, "I want the position of the Lord of the Dark Cloud. Can you get it?"
"I'll get it for you within a hundred years."