When the secondary door opened, there was a hazy white fog and a surge of cold air.


    But the sight of the half Lich would not be affected by this. Across the gap between the huge body of the black dragon and through layers of cold smoke, Ryan saw the inside.


    A dragon, a dead dragon.


    Sylvia was wrapped in solid ice and still maintained the scene before her death. Her pupils were wide and ferocious. There were several blood holes thicker than human thighs at her waist and abdomen, which looked shocking. However, this is not the crux of its death. The real fatal injury lies in the neck, which is showing a strange bend.


    Caesar could not feel it, but the half Lich was very clear. He could detect the powerful magic contained in the old green dragon. Even if the dead real dragon was covered by ice, its power was still rippling around.


    Undoubtedly strong.


    Ryan concluded that if the Dragon had never fallen into eternal sleep, he would never be its opponent in the case of alone, and the fire of the soul would be annihilated and completely crushed.


    Now, however, the green dragon can only be displayed in the treasure house of the Black Dragon Emperor for viewing. The dragon blood will be used to water the servants of the Dragon King.


    "Well, mage."


    Caesar rubbed his chin. The sound of friction between metals was frightening. He looked up and down at the magnificent and clean ice sculpture and asked, "how many relatives can this green dragon give dragon veins to."


    "It depends on your needs, your majesty."


    The half Lich said carefully, "dragon blood baptism is not a simple concept. The dragon vein given is also divided into many specification levels from incomplete to perfect."


    "All calculated according to the highest standard of dragon blood washing ceremony."


    "This... No more than ten people, your majesty, and it is not only dragon blood that can complete such a complex baptism, but also many other auxiliary materials," said Ryan.


    "Enough."


    Caesar thought, waving his huge right forelimb, not all clan leaders need to be promoted. Functional clans such as boar man, earth digger and deformation monster do not need such baptism, which is a waste.


    "Can it work on undead?" Caesar continued.


    Ryan''s eyes lit up quickly, and the fire of the soul soared. He thought that the king of the Dragon intended to give himself such a gift. However, this emotional fluctuation only occurred for a moment, and the blue fire in the eye socket immediately returned to silence: "I''m afraid it can''t, your majesty. Undead creatures don''t exist on the basis of flesh and blood."


    "Indeed."


    Caesar nodded and then ordered, "start preparing. What materials do you need to go to Hogg? Oh, that''s the Jackal. He''ll solve it for you."


    Of course, Hogg himself can''t solve it, but as the current manager of the black wing nest, Caesar has given the Jackal head the right to use the treasure house property. Through the channel on the human side of kaki, the seasoning problem of dragon blood baptism should not be difficult to solve.


    "At your command."


    Ryan nodded, then retreated from the jade palace under Caesar''s sign.


    Soon after the half Lich left, the Jackal leader immediately came to see him. The black dragon thought Hogg came for the baptism of dragon blood, but that was not the case.


    "Your Majesty."


    Hogg came in, knelt down on one knee on the ground and said to the Black Dragon Lord who was squatting on the high platform and ready to take a nap: "I think there''s something you should know now."


    Caesar did not answer, but looked carefully up and down at the Jackal.


    In other words, Hogg has been with him for ten years. Judging from the time concept of the real dragon, this period is extremely short, but it is a very long time for the jackals.


    You know, as the inferior species of eradia, jackals have strong reproductive ability and exaggerated growth cycle. At the same time, their life span is also very short,


    In general, jackals over the age of 35 live a long life.


    Although Hogg is gifted and still strong and energetic, he still can''t break this boundary. Caesar can clearly see the traces left by time on him - the towering dark mane behind the former ridge of the Jackal leader has now turned into mottled light gray.


    His time is running out.


    "We have to carry out dragon blood baptism as soon as possible."


    Caesar thought that the dragon vein would not only give the clan leaders powerful power, but also change their life attributes and turn them into immortal species.


    The only drawback is that both humans and other strange beasts can only be baptized with dragon blood once and given a dragon vein, while the dragon vein given by the dead real dragon has no room to rise, which means that their upper limit has been completely locked since then.


    Therefore, Caesar did not count Luna.


    As soon as the mixed thoughts passed through his mind, he looked at Hogg who had been kneeling on one knee in silence. Caesar didn''t come back until half a ring. Then he began to say, "tell me, what''s the matter?"


    "You must remember that three years ago, you asked me to keep an eye on a goblin, a war lizard and the wolf cubs escorting them."


    Hogg made a low statement and looked up at the crouching Black Dragon Lord. When he saw Caesar nodding, he continued, "now, there are some problems with them."


    "What''s the problem?"


    "During the period after you fell asleep, the living conditions of goblins and war lizards remained unchanged, but they gradually entered the state of talking to themselves. Later, they began to have intermittent emotional irritability. Up to now, they have been immersed in mania and madness most of the time."


    "In recent days, the wolf cubs who escorted them began to talk to themselves," Hogg said.


    Hearing this, Caesar could not help but raise his vigilance, unfolded his originally curled body and asked, "what are they talking to themselves?"


    "In the long years, in the eternal waiting, even death will die." Hogg did not hesitate to repeat the original words: "we will come again."


    ... after listening, Caesar tilted his head.


    These words were logical and well-organized. At the level of war lizards and goblins, they could not say anything of this style. Obviously, they were affected by other factors.


    How dare that secret being dare to be so blatant and not afraid to attract the attention of the gods? Or are these guys not afraid of the gods?


    At first, Caesar did not personally touch the strange Figurine, but found two substitute ghosts to destroy it by their hands. Now, as time goes by, the vision gradually appears.


    It seems that it was right to plan ahead three years ago.


    "Are there any other signs besides the spirit? For example, strength enhancement, physical upheaval and so on.


    Caesar asked, apart from the whisper that suddenly appeared before, the black dragon has not been affected by anything else. It seems that he should have failed.


    Hogg thought and responded, "not for the time being, your majesty."


    "Yes."


    Caesar scratched the armor on his chest: "keep these guys in a cage and throw them into the dungeon. Just let the guards keep an observation. Then inform me of any other abnormalities."


    To tell the truth, he is really not interested in these things. The black dragon is evil. How can he take care of other more evil things.