On the side of the forbidden area on the edge of the crown fortress, erha is still roaring and his body continues to change. However, after determining that the real blood of the dragon is not dangerous, the great lord of the black dragon has turned his eyes away and looked at the Jackal leader.


    Hogg, come up.


    As before, the half Lich Ryan grabbed the silver spoon with the skeleton arm, scooped up the real blood of the dragon, and waited for the Jackal to bend and open his mouth, but Hogg took the initiative to pick up the silver spoon and do it himself.


    For these outsiders, the chief manager of the black wing nest was always full of vigilance, and did not want to bend down in front of the low-ranking newcomers, so he grabbed the large silver spoon and poured it into his mouth.


    ……


    Caesar guessed wrong. In fact, for ordinary non dragon creatures, the change caused by giving dragon veins will be much greater than that of dragon species, especially those far from the real dragon.


    At the entrance, Hogg trembled. Under the repeated attacks of element magic and life activity, he soon began to cough continuously and painfully.


    For the jackal, everyone arched his waist, spread his hind legs back, and his claws adhered to the ground. Like an ordinary wolf, he landed on all fours, with his front claws inserted into the mud.


    Hogg roared, and severe pain surged into the bone marrow, almost evaporating him. The real blood of the Dragon rolled in his intestines, and the disturbing sound and image constantly attacked the brain of the Jackal.


    It belongs to Sylvia''s strong will. Even if the poisonous mother is dead, it is not something that inferior species such as jackals can covet at will.


    The trembling never stopped and became more and more violent.


    Hogg''s skin cracked, like a long exposed loess land, with deep gullies. Bright red blood splashed out from the gap and soon dyed the Jackal''s grayish brown body red.


    Something is sucking his muscles and internal organs. The Jackal''s head and collar, which was originally gifted, is now rapidly weakening.


    In this regard, all the monsters around remained indifferent and silent. The half Lich was silent. Even the Black Dragon Lord just looked calmly. Caesar could observe Hogg''s life state, but he didn''t know what was happening in Hogg''s body.


    Hogg howled again and again. The pain was unspeakable. The real dragon''s blood had no mercy. It seemed to suck up his life and make him degenerate into an ordinary jackal, or even weaker.


    In the distance, when the jackals on patrol saw this scene, they immediately gasped and roared with excitement. Don''t think there will be meaningless emotions such as sympathy and worry in the jackals. Once the old leader''s strength is insufficient, he is bound to be eliminated. These greedy and cruel guys will immediately tear him down, tear him up, devour him and kill each other.


    They have been suppressed by Hogg for too long, nearly two decades.


    This time is quite a long time for the jackals with a life span of only 35 years. The ethnic groups of Hogg have died for one round and changed generations, but the old leader is still full of energy and incomparably powerful. As a result, the ethnic groups of jackals can only obey obediently, but also curse Hogg''s death with evil intention, hoping to replace the leader.


    But at this time, this guy came through. Although his image was very sad, he was reborn.


    Those pale, red and swollen eyes glowed. Hogg''s body was like a deflated balloon, filled with air again, began to swell and stretch, and began to expand further while restoring his original body state.


    Behind him, the mottled gray mane on his back, which had gradually softened, turned dark again and was full of vitality, standing upright like a hard steel needle.


    Hogg''s sharp teeth protrude out of his mouth. The thin and short claws originally belonging to the Jackal gradually grow into a slender shape. The top is still sharp, but it has a kind of dragon like color.


    Since then, the powerful shamans can no longer be born among the green orcs. It is extremely difficult to step on the road of wizards step by step, and it is even more wishful thinking to enter the realm of legend.


    Caesar has such a vision. If we can find a way to turn the orcs back to their ancestors and make them become the existence of the ancient orcs, the dragon vein of an old green dragon will provide the upper limit of strength, which may not be as powerful as the ancient orcs themselves.


    But thinking for a while, Caesar immediately gave up the plan.


    In ayladia, countless remnants of the ancient Orc empire are full of longing for restoring the glory of the past and looking for a way to extricate themselves from the ups and downs. There are also many powerful people who want to enhance the potential of orcs and enhance the strength of family members.


    But now, more than 1600 years have passed since the end of the second era. So far, I haven''t heard of any particularly strong orcs.


    Countless pioneers have proved that this road is impassable.


    Even if it can get through, it must be the event that the gods can intervene, which Caesar can''t consider now.


    So in the end, the two Orc soldiers were summoned by Caesar to accept the dragon vein of the highly toxic mother.


    Oh, you''d better not mention the highly toxic mother.


    The head axis of the orcs has reached a level. It can be seen from the previous Gar''s unwillingness to use Essex desire that they are unwilling to accept anything from their enemies. If it were not for the strict order of the Black Dragon Lord, these guys would not have come to this place at all.


    Even if they came reluctantly, the faces of the two orcs were very bad. They were calm all the time, and there was a dark red in their green skin.