"My Lord."


    "Your Majesty."


    Gal and Hogg appeared in front of him. It is worth mentioning that this is the third time that the Jackal leader has been summoned today. Hogg was encouraged to run back and forth between the tribal habitat and the jade palace three times.


    But this guy did not have the slightest impatience. He still arrived quickly and entered the emerald palace with the orc commander gar.


    "Look at this."


    Caesar didn''t talk nonsense. He carried the legendary weapon with his tail claw and handed it directly to them.


    Both gale and Hogg were the first dependents to join Caesar''s forces, and the orc clan and jackal clan under his command were also the core tribes of the black dragon Legion. Therefore, Caesar attached great importance to them, which was the basic basis he could rely on. It was not too much to say that he was the right and left arm.


    Hogg and Gar are indeed rare strong men in their own tribe. However, with the expansion of the mouth in Caesar''s hand, their strength gradually becomes weak. Whether it is Nero, the dog demon leader, negendro, the Black Knight, angramo, the skeleton dragon, or erha, the leader of the bipedal flying dragon who has just joined, they are stronger than them.


    For these clans, without strength, there would be no confidence.


    Caesar originally planned to lead the transfiguration monster into the northern countries and return after tearing Roy up, but it would take at least two weeks. He was going to hand it over to Hogg and gal for the time being.


    But Heilong worried that once he left, the place would be in chaos.


    This is not an unprovoked guess, but an inevitable fact. The underground clan has only experienced the first five-year plan. The newly closed flying dragons and spiny beasts are also chaotic groups. This is their nature.


    I''m afraid even if the black dragon leaves for only three days, the place may be in a mess.


    Without power, Hogg and Gar can hardly stabilize the situation. They can''t go to the dark area and send the dead to suppress it, can they?


    So in order to make them more confident, Caesar was ready to give this legendary weapon he didn''t need: Isaacs thirsty blood to these two loyal relatives to see which of them was more suitable.


    "My Lord, this is..."


    Gal took the treasure first and held it in his hands. He wanted to ask the Black Dragon Lord about the origin of the treasure, but when he saw its full picture, the orcs stopped talking.


    The origin of Isaacs thirsty for blood is related to the orcs. Gale can even see the truth. His pupils are empty and immersed in that history, which seems to go back to the past.


    After a while, the orc commander came back to his senses, clenched the hatchet tightly with both hands, and his chest fluctuated violently. For a while, he said to the Black Dragon Lord: "Sir, it records the glory and filth of the ancient Orc empire in the past."


    "How about it? Can you use it?"


    "Yes."


    Gal nodded, then stepped forward two steps, knelt down again, picked up the legendary heavy axe with both hands and handed it back to the Black Dragon: "however, I beg you to take back this treasure. This is not something that orcs should use for their body."


    "Why?"


    "Because it is stained with the blood of the same race."


    Gall bared his teeth, puffed his eyes and said, "this is the betrayer''s thing. The orc commander Isaacs is the mouse nailed to the pillar of shame. He destroyed the eye of gwush."


    "The ancient Orc empire fell apart because of two betrayals: the broken bone tribe and the giant. The broken bone tribe destroyed our gods, and the giant turned against us in the sunset war."


    "This is the hatred that every Orc must remember. Even if we are skinned and cursed forever, we will never forget it." gal roared uncontrollably.


    Caesar listened quietly. Of course, he was not interested in understanding the history of the ancient Orc empire or turning over those old accounts. However, in order to show respect, Caesar waited until gale finished talking, and then he took back the "thirsty blood".


    In his opinion, the orc''s brain axis is too much. The bottom line is too high. He doesn''t even want to use the enemy''s weapons. Is the name of a so-called traitor really so important? You know, it''s a legendary weapon!


    However, after thinking about it, Caesar knew that he neither knew the story of the orcs nor experienced that history. Naturally, he could not sympathize with their emotions.


    Understand, understand.


    Holding an understanding attitude, the black dragon couldn''t help becoming heavy at this time. He was biased by the orc gal, handed the legendary weapon backhand to Hogg with his tail, and said coldly, "here you are."


    "Your Majesty, this..."


    Hogg was stunned. Gar''s words were heard. He always thought he had nothing to do with himself. As a result, the black dragon made an unexpected decision: "you... Want to reward it to me?"


    "Yes, you''ve done a good job these days."


    With the affirmation of the Black Dragon Lord, Hogg dared to slowly take over the weapon. He was not an ignorant fool. As a well-informed jackal, he knew the value of Isaacs'' thirst for blood.


    Such a treasure can buy ten large goblin clans, or half a fertile city, or three elite armies, and can also exchange the chastity of Silver Dragon (silver dragon is the most beautiful real dragon in dragon aesthetics).


    Lord Black Dragon gave him such a treasure!


    Hogg''s heart was surging and his eyes were full of disbelief. If it weren''t for the Jackal''s lack of tears and his own personality, he might not be able to help crying.


    But even so, the huge and strong jackal lowered his head and trembled slightly.


    Speaking of, after escaping from the hands of human beings, Hogg also had certain ambitions. He also longed for power and strength, tried to gather and build forces, occupied the mountains and became a Lord.


    However, as a greedy, cruel, dirty and despicable jackal, no other race is willing to follow Hogg, and during his exile in the wilderness, he has seen too many more powerful races than jackals.


    The cruel reality beat him down.


    Hogg found that the identity of a jackal could not make him a so-called Lord, and the power he thought was powerful was gradually broken in battle after battle.


    In order to survive, he even knelt down to the Grizzlies and begged for mercy.


    Later, Hogg gave up, hoping to eat and die. It doesn''t matter who he follows, and barely lived his life.


    Even in that ethereal dream, he never thought that one day he could get the legendary treasure.


    Hogg was silent for a long time. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked directly at Caesar, then opened his mouth, stuffed his claws into his mouth, and pulled down a sharp and small tusk from the innermost side of his mouth.


    "Your Majesty."


    Hogg handed the tusk to the black dragon and repeated what they said when they first met: "as long as you like, fearless jackals will become the sharpest guillotine in your hand."


    The real dragons are all misers. For so many years, Aladia has never heard of a real dragon who would give such a treasure to his men.


    Hogg knows the value of this gift.


    "Help me keep this third of an acre. When I come back, I should see that everything is in order, which is better than when I leave."


    "I assure you."