This time, he slept for quite a long time. It was not until the tenth month that Caesar fully woke up. He shook off the dust on his body and walked out of the dark nest.
This guy had slightly changed the bone structure of his hind limbs and strengthened his muscles, so that when necessary, he could walk on his hind legs like a humanoid creature.
After leaving the nest, Caesar immediately lifted his forelimbs off the ground and tried to stand up straight.
Walking upright was not something that could be done overnight, and there might be problems. After all, he was still a beginner in body modification and needed to be constantly adjusted.
Fortunately, there were no problems this time. Although it was a bit jerky, Caesar was still able to really "stand up" and complete the action of moving forward.
As a result, he saw Luna pacing back and forth outside the nest.
The little guy was still the closest to Caesar. She could not talk to Gall, Hogg, or even the Gray Centaur, so just like last time, she simply stayed near Caesar's nest. She often ran in to see how her Black Dragon was doing, and sometimes helped the Black Dragon clean up the filth on his body.
Of course, Luna also noticed the Black Dragon who had woken up and walked out of the nest. She glanced at him and immediately pointed at him and shouted, "Die, die, die, die …"
Wings of Death?
It can't be, Caesar thought. In the end, he did not completely transform his body according to the expected template. His priority was to consider combat and applicability.
In the end, the result of the body modification may be even fiercer than the Wings of Death. Although Luna had drawn the Wings of Death according to Caesar's description, how could she associate it with that at a glance?
"Damn pervert!"
Caught off guard, Luna spat, closed her eyes, and flapped her wings and ran away.
Caesar:???
He was a little confused. He looked down at his body, paused, and then suddenly realized.
Because he was trying to walk on his two feet, the Black Dragon's whole body stood up, causing something to be exposed from his cloaca. He was still unaware that his crotch was feeling the warmth of the breeze.
…
Awkwardly lowering his body, Caesar landed on all fours again. Dragons never cared about this and had no concept of shame in this regard. His younger brother, Garen, would often walk his bird in broad daylight. His existence affected the concept. Influenced by the dragon's cognition, Caesar, who could not wear clothes usually, had forgotten about this after a long time.
"You're developing quite quickly."
He quickly put it away. After that, Black Dragon shamelessly praised himself.
Caesar did not take the little interlude to heart. He quickly got back on track, spreading his wings that had become even larger and tougher as he returned to the residence of his kin.
Even though Caesar was still far away, the Stone Crow Clan's people had already sensed the great pressure coming from Caesar's body. When Caesar approached them, the Stone Crow Clan's people didn't even recognize him. They all took up their weapons, as if they were facing a great enemy.
On the other hand, the Battle Lizardmen outside the Stone Crow clan were the first to recognize their master. They were trembling with fear but were extremely excited. Saliva dripped from their mouths as they wagged their tails and quickly ran to Caesar's side.
The Battle Lizardmen's enthusiasm even made Caesar suspicious. He suspected that these dragon lizardmen did not recognize him at all. They just instinctively chose to submit when they saw a stronger dragon.
"Master … Caesar?"
Gall asked tentatively. He gathered together with his comrades from the Stone Crow clan, holding weapons in his hands. He seemed hesitant and cautious.
This actually had nothing to do with the orcs' intelligence. It was just that the Black Dragon's appearance had changed too much. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had turned upside down. From a human's point of view, they would probably think that this guy had undergone plastic surgery. It was as if he had changed his face.
Hmm, even his body had changed …
It was no wonder that the orcs were hesitant. Even the color of Caesar's eyes had changed. Perhaps only those who stayed by his side every day and watched him change the forest fairies would think that there was no problem.
"Looks like you guys are doing well."
Caesar glanced at the living conditions of the Stone Crow clan. In the past ten months, these orcs had changed to a certain extent. They had taken off the heavy responsibility of hunting and had enough time to rest and build a habitat.
Many of the orcs had a mount wolf by their side. The clan had also built a new animal pen where some relatively docile native herbivores were kept. It seemed that they had started to develop a breeding industry.
Although the number was small, this was enough to make Caesar satisfied.
This was a good thing.
Caesar knew that as time passed, the number of his followers would grow bigger and bigger. He would not be able to rely on hunting to meet the food requirements sooner or later. However, he could not allow his followers to kill and eat each other. Many of the Pentashade Dragons did this.
This Black Dragon from another world had even considered developing agriculture. However, it was not the right time yet.
First of all, the Underdark was not suitable for growing crops. All the plants here were slightly poisonous. Eating them for a long time would not be enough.
Secondly, farming was not easy to do. Neither the orcs, gnolls, battle lizardmen, nor the gray centaurs could do it. Caesar did not know how to do it either. He could only recruit the elves, humans, and dwarves when the time came. However, he heard that the taurens were good at farming. They could be considered as his first consideration.
These were all things that could be done when he returned to the surface world. For now, as long as he could develop a large-scale breeding industry, Caesar would be very satisfied.
"It's Hogg."
After recognizing Caesar, Gall let down his guard and walked towards him. "The gnoll leader has helped us a lot. He taught us how to tame mount wolves and raise other creatures."
It seemed that the gnoll leader was still a reliable person. His ability was not low.
Caesar thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What about the grey centaurs?
Shouldn't you be watching them hunt? "
"According to your arrangements, six months after you fell asleep, the gray centaurs became quite obedient, my lord."
Gall explained, "Now we don't need to be fully armed to watch them. We only need to send a few soldiers to monitor them. Moreover, the gray centaurs' newborns will be sent to Hogg soon. They won't dare to disobey us anymore."
"Stupid."
Caesar was not happy. Instead, he cursed at the ground in a low voice.
He forgot to mention this. If the gray centaurs had newborns, they should be raised by themselves for a period of time. After they developed enough feelings, Hogg would take over.
Otherwise, the gray centaurs would miss the newborns that were separated at birth. However, the feelings would not last long.
"Where is Hogg? Take me there." The Black Dragon said.
Thus, under Gall's lead, Caesar came to another hidden habitat opened up by the gnolls.
"Your Majesty."
When Hogg saw the orc next to Caesar, he immediately confirmed the identity of the Black Dragon. He came forward and knelt on one knee, "You … are unique."
Forgive the gnolls for their lack of vocabulary. Even Hogg could not find many complimentary words at this time.
However, he was right. Caesar's current appearance was unique among all the dragons in Airadia.
Hogg could not describe Caesar's current appearance. The thick layer of armor, the sharp barbs, the thick and moderately long neck all showed the Black Dragon's unparalleled strength.
There was no need to mention the ferocious face and horns. Those were the most ferocious parts of the Black Dragon. They could bring an overwhelming visual impact to any creature.
Although it stood out from the masses and had a strange appearance, the Black Dragon carried a majestic beauty and exuded an unparalleled sense of power.
Even the Jackalans, with their ugly aesthetic standards, could see that.
Hogg was somewhat glad that he made the right choice. At the critical moment of the enemy, he did not immediately betray the Black Dragon and choose the Green Dragon. Instead, he stood firmly on the Black Dragon's side and was eventually transferred to the Underdark.
Now, Hogg could already foresee that in the near future, the Black Dragon would be much, much stronger than the so-called "Mother of Poison".