Chapter 502: Evolution (below)

"This guy."
If the Lich has an entity, Agralon's forehead may have overflowed a little cold sweat at this time. For undead creatures walking in the shadows, stealth and hiding are their specialties, and the Lich who is good at playing with souls and magic is even more of them. The best of all, Agralon maintains this maximum degree of vigilance after entering Camez Mountain, and it can confirm that he has never revealed any traces and breath.
Malicious ... Can such a thing really be perceived?
Caesar gave Agraron the answer. The giant dragon slowly lifted his body, and the hot magma dripped along the rough black scales, like dark red blood. He stared at the position where Agralon was hiding, saying: "Let me think about this kind of malice ... you should have wanted to make me a Necromancer then?"
The Lich reluctantly retreated a bit, he was not afraid of the Black Dragon, but he did not have the certainty of winning the battle. The point is that now it is in the opponent ’s territory, there are countless dependents of Caesar Targaryen. In this place and It's not wise for the Black Dragon to fight.
"Why? Want to leave?" The repeated sounds rumbled overhead.
Almost halfway through Caesar's remarks, Agraron made an immediate decision and immediately teleported the spell to leave the danger zone. For his extraordinary creature, low-level emotions such as shame and face did not exist, and the actual gain and loss were What the Lich really cares about, facing the Black Emperor on the northern land, and fleeing without fighting did not bring any psychological burden to Agralon. In his opinion, it was the most sensible choice.
"It can be uncomfortable to be disturbed by sleeping dreams, especially for dragons, who want to leave without leaving anything?" The black dragon grunted, then his eyes became sharp, and he murmured silently: "Law Emperor."
In the direction he is looking at, the space is broken like a mirror, revealing the original chaos of light and dark doping. At the same time, the numerous space nodes connected here are also all broken at the same time, and the Lich is in the teleportation spell. Cut off the way, in order not to fall into chaos, had to return the same way, Caesar was pulled back.
Agralon was forced to retreat to his starting point without showing any panic, but with a sigh: "Near the power of God."
At their level, even without any explanation, both sides can quickly understand the principle and effectiveness of the spells and abilities cast by the opponent, but understanding is one thing, and whether it can be done is another. Agralon is very clear that if the black dragon casts a teleportation spell to escape, he can only chase seamlessly at most. Like this kind of operation that cuts the way and pushes the opponent back, he cannot complete it.
But this doesn't prove that the other party must be better than himself. Agralon looked around and showed a doubtful expression: "Do you really want to fight with me? Here?"
Caesar ignored him, slightly deflected his head, and asked Prince Atas, who was standing on the tower, "Did you finish it?"
"There is basically no problem," said the Wildhammer Dwarf. "But this is actually the first time we have built such an armor. If we don't know the specific effect, you better spend some time adapting."
"Get used to it now."
Caesar hummed twice, lifted her claws out of the lava pool, and slammed on the ground: "Go and rest, and take your people!"
Although it is said so, the black dragon does not seem to give the dwarves much retreat time. The voice does not fall for ten seconds. This guy has already launched an attack on the Lich. The flames of wild dance swept the land. , Can only bend over and quickly escape from the ropeway.
"Caesar Targaryen."
Agralon suddenly shouted, his voice echoed throughout the furnace: "There is no hatred and contradiction between us. Are you going to fight me?"
"No, no, don't get me wrong. I didn't want to start a war with you." The dragon overhead suddenly paused, straightened his face, and said solemnly: "Just as compensation for being disturbed and dormant, I want to ask you to help Busy, help me try and test the effect of the new armor, isn't it okay? Of course, if you accidentally get killed, then ... I'm sorry. "
"idiot."
Agralon sweared, stretched out the metatarsal hand, pulled a scepter from the magic space, and said, "Ieradia only has a dragon emperor. If you die, this world is afraid It will be a lot less fun. "
Caesar's eyes moved slightly, staring at the wand in the hand of the Lich. It was not an ordinary magic item, but a dragon-slaying weapon.
The legendary power of dragon-slaying does exist. It comes from a deity named Marduk, praying to this to sacrifice, and have the opportunity to exchange the blessing of the blessed nature of the god, the dragon killed with this weapon Blood and soul will be entangled in the weapon, anger and sorrow let their strength be absorbed by the weapon.
Each time a dragon is hunted, the unique damage the weapon deals to the dragon multiplies.
In fact, the dragon hunters that Caesar faced actually had similar weapons, but at that time, because the gap between the two sides was too large, the dragon hunters were annihilated by the black dragon's breath before they came close, and their carefully prepared dragon hunting weapons Nor did it work.
"I miss you so much."
Agralon rubbed his scepter with his bones and whispered, "It's been a long time since I took this thing out. When I last used it, I was still a mortal. At that time, I was facing an old green dragon. ... Oh, Stendro Bloodfall, the owner of Calgary, which rules two and a half dragon clan, three canine lizard tribes and many dragon descendants, and has long oppressed twenty-one villages and towns. Four cities. Legendary Gulong, that guy is really fierce, but unfortunately she died soon, along with her children. "
The Lich's words were a bit long, but what he didn't expect was that Caesar was so full of patience and patiently listened to his report. This strange reaction made Agralon a little dazed, and the Black Dragon still looked at him ~ Until the Lich subconsciously shuts down, Heilong said intently, "Say more, after all, after you die, no one will remember these stories, I will keep them for you."
"Even knowing that this is a dragon-slaying weapon, does this guy still intend to go to war? Does it not see the soul of thirteen dragons on it?"
Agralon gritted his teeth and thought, "Crazy Dragon."
He was right. Caesar was indeed a bit crazy. The desire for conquest and destruction in the dragon's bone marrow was trying to drive him to fight all the time, and this guy had not fought heartily for a long time. The last time in his memory was more enjoyable. It was still when fighting Azmirs, the Lord of Fire Demon, and now they are allies, Caesar can't run to fight with Azirls every day.
So there was an excuse for disturbing sleep, testing armor, and Caesar just wanted to take care of this damn, ostentatious ghost and witch.
How much can the dragon-slaying weapon blessed by God Marduk have on the strongest dragon in the material world, the black dragon Caesar Targaryen? Agralon raised his hand and decided to try it.
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