After the establishment of the covenant, the old wizard took the elite orcs back, opened a distance with the young dragons, and left Caesar a meaningful smile before leaving.

    "-- you''re crazy!"

    In the past, when the great enemy was on the side, blackhia and Garon had to restrain their emotions and obey Caesar''s arrangement. The young dragons would never fight against each other in front of the foreign enemy and throw faces at their brothers, but now as soon as the orcs left, they could no longer bear it.

    "What do you think? You actually want to negotiate with the orcs and talk about friendship, friends and other nonsense!"

    Blakia jumped up and down in front of Caesar and looked like she wanted to scratch his face: "you still sign God''s oath with those cheap embryos. Do you know that no creature can break the oath unless you have God''s power!"

    "I know."

    Caesar nodded. He thought carefully. Signing the covenant was obviously better than worse. Now he was puzzled by the little mother dragon''s behavior and couldn''t figure out the point of blakia''s anger.

    When he turned to Garon, he found that Garon, who had always been very obedient, was also a natural look this time.

    "You don''t know! You don''t understand anything! You''re not a real dragon!"

    Blakia was so angry that her vocal cords rubbed and screamed, and her voice was almost crying: "how can you compare yourself with those cheap embryos? How can those slaves and cheap species match the name of the real dragon on the same sheepskin!"

    "Altorenzo."

    Garon, who always said little, also said, "I know I''m stupid, but even if we die, we will never negotiate with these bastards; even if we can''t escape, we will fight to the end until the last drop of blood is shed."

    In the past seven years, although there was always bickering, quarreling and even fighting with each other, both blakia and Garon regarded Caesar as their closest relatives.

    This dependence led the two young dragons to leave the hilly land where they had lived for a long time without saying a word after hearing Caesar''s decision to move. There was not a word of complaint even on the way to the increasingly hot north, which made the black dragon extremely uncomfortable.

    This trust, so that when Caesar negotiated with the orcs, their hearts had been humiliated to the explosion, and the two young dragons tried not to say a word.

    "You failed us."

    Blakia looked directly into Caesar''s eyes: "Caesar altorenzo tangrian, you have defiled your name and humiliated the tangrian family. The whole black dragon family despised it."

    The trust and dependence built for a long time collapsed at this moment. No wonder blakia reacted so violently.

    "I''m leaving. These cheap green orcs make me sick."

    With that, blakia turned straight away.

    Caesar did not ask to stay.

    He understood that although he could not sympathize with the young dragons'' emotions, he could still understand their thoughts through blackhia''s words.

    The idea of dragons is very stubborn and has extremely serious racial discrimination against orcs. They treat orcs as humans treat livestock and pigs. Caesar''s negotiation and signing of a covenant with orcs is as unreasonable as the superior sleeping in a pigsty in blackhia and Garon''s view.

    Young dragons are actually right. They are serious real dragons. They have the most deep-rooted cognition of dragons to other species. It''s natural to think so.

    On the contrary, Caesar became an alien to them.

    The contradiction between concept and cognition cannot be reconciled, so leave.

    Caesar turned to look at Garon. The two young dragons were a little smaller than him, so he needed to bend down slightly when communicating: "what do you mean?"

    Garon was stunned, glanced at blackhia''s back, looked at Caesar who stopped, and stirred his throat.

    Finally, Garon looked directly into Caesar''s eyes and whispered, "altolenso... Goodbye, my brother."

    Garon followed blakia away.

    Caesar smiled. Although gallon is usually stupid and doesn''t pull a few, he is actually smarter than blackcia. This guy''s last sentence is obviously full of deep meaning. It seems that he has found that Caesar is not a real dragon, but he doesn''t care.

    "Tangrian family, how can this name sound so familiar."

    Caesar dug his ears, looked at the back of the two young dragons who left together, and wondered about his surname. Fortunately, the black dragon was not as sentimental as human beings. Even if he separated, he was decisive, and there was no mud and water at all. He didn''t have too many emotional fluctuations in his heart.

    "Come here."

    Caesar thought for a moment, hooked his paws on the new dreadwolf leader, and the little guy immediately ran close with his mouth open.

    He is about to enter the orc tribe. It''s not useful for the terrible wolves to follow him. It''s better to push the boat along the river and give it to blakia and Garon. The wolves can still be useful in the wild, which is also his last intention as a brother.

    "You''re going to change your master. Go and keep up with those two silly guys."

    Caesar gently rubbed the fur on the neck of the terrible wolf leader and carefully controlled his strength. With the sharpness of his claws, he would cut the neck of the "little terrible wolf" accidentally.

    The terrible wolf leader twitched his nose and sniffed, then stretched out his tongue to lick his claws. Then he howled and led the wolves to follow the young dragon.

    ……

    Caesar came to that strange and unpredictable space in his sleep. Since he won the first "Predator" trophy, the showcase in the dark dream fell into silence and no response.

    With the passage of time, if not for the continuous improvement of physical quality, Caesar even thought that the experience was just an illusion, but this time, the showcase finally opened the door to him.

    In the dark stood two bronze trophies as high as him, which surprised Caesar. After seven years, black dream had no movement, which made him a little frustrated.

    Unexpectedly, he was given a big gift this time. There were two bronze awards in a row. A few lines of words were printed in front of the base under each trophy. Caesar hurried over and looked at it carefully.

    [light of wisdom]

    In the face of threats, you can make full use of your mind to turn danger into safety.

    ——The power of the muzzle gun is infinite.

    Reward: neuroreflex enhancer type I.

    …

    Caesar''s eyes stopped at the word "light of wisdom". Combined with his experience during the day, he soon understood that this was a reward for his performance after encountering the orcs.

    A reward for enhanced reaction speed?

    Caesar thought about it and could guess the type of reward, so he paid more attention to another Bronze Trophy.

    [heterogeneous]

    You are insulated from humans, and you are not a real dragon.

    ——Unique, enjoy solitude.

    Bonus: spit weapon implantation.