: Six hundred forty five gods

Caesar was very calm, with neither surprise nor fear in his eyes. Monkville has a very profound historical meaning, and its strategic position is extremely important. In the hearts of the Eladiyas, it exists like a giant pillar beacon, so they must never This fortress could not be allowed to collapse easily, the interference of the gods was expected by Caesar.
The only thing that surprised him was the arrival of Bahamut. As early as when the Black Wing confronted the Sunburst Empire, the King of the Good Dragon announced his withdrawal from the war and ordered all the metal dragons to leave Aradia for refuge, but To this day, the dragon appeared again, standing with the human gods, and blocking him in front of Caesar.
　　 "Bahamut, the king of good dragons."
Caesar ignored the human gods who came together, staring at the platinum dragon and said: "This war has nothing to do with the metal dragon clan. In the past, I have established a precious friendship with the metal dragon clan. I don't want the fragile friendship to end there. Broken, your glorious past has won my respect, and I also don’t want this respect to be extinguished in blood and fire."
These words are very sincere. Although Bahamut’s behavior is contrary to the fierce and domineering Caesar, this does not prevent the platinum dragon from winning the respect of Caesar. Even the most sinister and vicious dragon can hardly blame the good dragon. The King’s deficiency, because of this, even when Bahamut and the human gods end hand in hand, the black dragon is still willing to release goodwill and wait for the platinum dragon to express his intentions.
　　 "I have no intention of fighting with you, excellent descendant of Tiamat."
The platinum dragon god’s voice is thick and gentle, without the majesty of the gods, but rather cordial, just like the old relatives whispering: "But war means killing and bloodshed. The creatures of Elradia should not suffer this. Suffering, this is not what I want to see."
　　 Caesar shook his head: "The empire is unwilling to surrender if the sun does not set, then war is inevitable."
　　 "The sun never sets empire has a population of tens of millions. Not everyone wants to fight with you. Many people find it hard to defy the orders of the powerful, and are forced into war and are threatened by the torrent."
　　 "This is the fault of the ruler of the empire that never sets, not mine. But, what do you mean, I see, platinum dragon god."
Caesar said word by word: "I will give orders to my family members, whether it is this city or everyone in the empire that the sun never sets, give them the right to choose and the right to survive, and Black Wing will accept captives, Treat the civilians well, and only the stubborn will be cleaned up."
After making the promise, Caesar stopped looking at Bahamut, and looked over the platinum dragon to the human deity behind: "Please leave, the king of good dragons, what happens next will not be what you want to see. Arrived."
　　 The Platinum Dragon God stared at the black dragon, and after a long time he let out a deep sigh, shaking his head and disappearing in place.
　　 "Stop all this, Black Dragon, what you did is leading to the destruction of Alladia."
It was Azus, the of chants, a deity that Caesar had never met before. As Peiro’s subordinate god, his followers were mostly priests and scholars: "The invasion of the abyss is imminent, and the empire that never sets will be the world’s confrontation. One of the most important forces in the abyss, if you really care about the survival of Aradia, you should stop the invasion immediately and fight side by side with the sun never setting."
　　 "I have this idea before."
Caesar grinned: "But why didn't you say it before? Why didn't you say it when the sun didn't set the Hokuriku, didn't say it when the sun didn't intervene in the central part, and didn't say it when I fell into a deep sleep and the black wings retreated. Torres didn't say it before assassinating me. It wasn't until the soldiers came to the city and I was standing in front of Monkville.
"Ridiculous!"
The Elf Lord Coruilong snorted coldly: "Black Dragon, do you know that you have attracted the attention of all the gods since your birth, and we can see all of your actions, and we have the greatest tolerance for you. Thinking that you would have to go to such a point, you actually tried to swallow the whole Eladiya in your belly."
　　 "So should I thank you?"
Caesar’s monster-like pupils gleamed with sarcasm: "Everyone, I can see clearly. The reason why you didn’t kill you in my childhood is not because of kindness and compassion, but because you used me to harvest. A tool of faith. After all, if there is no evil and ugliness, there is a question mark whether justice is still necessary. The faith that you have harvested from Alladia in the past two hundred years is probably more than the previous thousand years combined."
"Even at this moment, I can hear the shouts of the priests in the churches of Monkville. They shouted and praised the gods, made the people kneel and pray, and asked the people to pass on their faith to the great gods. You stop me from conquering Ai. Radia, not for the so-called peace, just wants to protect her pasture-if the sheep are robbed, where should the shepherd go to taste the delicious lamb?"
　　 "The last guy who slandered the gods had his soul and flesh penetrated by chains, and he was suppressed under the icy river of Bator Hell. He could only move around the size of a palm and never see light."
　　Mistra, the mother of magic, spoke. Caesar killed her descendants. She hated the black dragon deeply: "Do you want the same fate?"
　　 "Everyone has to say the threat again, it's meaningless."
Caesar shook his head and took a breath: "Let me talk. It just happens that everyone is present. I do have something to tell: Soon, Eladea will enter the Fourth Age~EbookFREE.me~ At that time, there will only be one left in the whole world, and that is my daughter, and there will only be one emperor in the whole world, and that is me, Caesar Targaryen."
　　 "You are an enemy of the gods."
Pei Luo said in a low voice, blazing flames gushing out between his eyes, burning every inch of the main god’s skin. He walked forward step by step, staring at the black dragon. Every step he took, sparks burst into the air. Demonstrating the great power.
This is an opportunity. Peiro realized that the shadowy demon lord was not by his side. Dius, Madman, and Talos were fighting for the godhead that he had taken from him. No one would help him. This is a Great opportunity to kill the black dragon.
　　 rumbling...
There was a depressive and dull thunder in the sky, and branch lightning came and went in the clouds. There were gods who obeyed Pei Luo's call, risking huge risks. The real lower realm, the whole space echoed with the of punishment, Eri, full of anger. Shocked: "You dare to be an enemy of the gods!"
"so what?"
Caesar glanced at the gleaming figure in the clouds, then withdrew his gaze, his eyes swept across the faces of the gods one by one, without the slightest intention to retreat: "You don't have to think about how to deal with me, you, the of the lower realm, and The two projections concealed in the dark, let’s go on together and ignite the holy blood you have prepared for a long time. Let me see how much the gods are willing to pay to protect this pasture."
　　 "I will crush you!"
　　 The black dragon raised its head, spread its wings, and let out a deafening roar: "I want to crush you all!"