Caesar was very calm, with neither surprise nor fear in his eyes. Monqueville had a very far-reaching historical meaning and a very important strategic position. It was like a huge pillar lighthouse in the hearts of the aladian people, so they must not allow the fortress to collapse easily. Caesar expected the intervention of the gods.

    The only surprise to him was the arrival of Bahamut. As early as the confrontation between the black wing and the sun never setting Empire, the king of the good dragon announced to withdraw from the war and ordered all metal dragons to leave ailadia for refuge. Today, the Dragon God appeared again and stood with the human God in front of Caesar.

    "Bahamut, king of the good dragon."

    Ignoring the human gods who came together, Caesar stared at the platinum Dragon God and said, "this war has nothing to do with the metal dragon family. In the past time, I have concluded a precious friendship with the metal dragon family. I don''t want the fragile friendship to break. Your brilliant past has won my respect. I also don''t want this respect to die out in blood and fire."

    These words are very sincere. Although Bahamut''s style of conduct runs counter to the fierce and domineering Caesar, it does not prevent the platinum Dragon God from winning Caesar''s respect. Even the most insidious and vicious dragon is difficult to blame the lack of the king of the good dragon. Because of this, even when Bahamut ends hand in hand with the human gods, the black dragon is willing to release goodwill, Wait for the platinum Dragon God to show his intention.

    "I have no intention of fighting you, the excellent descendant of Tiamat."

    The voice of the platinum Dragon God is deep and gentle. Without the majesty of the gods, it makes people feel more cordial. It is like an old relative whispering: "but war means killing and bloodshed. The creatures of Aladia should not suffer such suffering. This is not what I want to see."

    Caesar shook his head: "if the sun does not set and the empire is unwilling to surrender, then war is inevitable."

    "The sun never sets, the Empire has tens of millions of people, and not everyone wants to fight you. Many people are difficult to disobey the orders of powerful people, are forced into war, and are forced to move forward by the rolling torrent."

    "It''s the fault of the imperial ruler that the sun never sets, not mine. However, I see what you mean, platinum Dragon God."

    Caesar said word by word: "I will order my family members to give them the right to choose and live, whether in this city or in the Empire where the sun does not set. Black wing will accept prisoners and treat civilians well, and only those who resist will be swept away."

    After making the promise, Caesar stopped looking at Bahamut and looked beyond the platinum Dragon God to the human God behind: "please leave, king of the good dragon. What happens next will not be what you want to see."

    The platinum Dragon God stared at the black dragon. After half a ring, he gave a deep sigh, shook his head and disappeared in place.

    "Stop all this, black dragon. What you have done is leading to the destruction of Aladia."

    The speaker was azus, the God of chanting, a god Caesar had never met. As Perot''s subordinate God, his followers were mostly priests and scholars: "the abyss invasion is imminent, and the sun never sets empire will be one of the most important forces in the world against the abyss. If you really care about the survival of eladia, you should stop the invasion immediately and fight side by side with the sun."

    "I had 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 to suppress the north land, when the sun didn''t set to interfere in the middle, when I fell into a deep sleep, when the black wings retreated, and before nattoris assassinated me? What''s the point of saying these words that lost their weight until I came to the city and stood in front of monckville?"

    "I don''t know!"

    Corelon, the Spirit Lord God, hummed coldly: "black dragon, do you know that you have attracted the attention of the gods since you were born. We all see what you do. We have the greatest tolerance for you, but I didn''t expect you to advance to such an extent that you tried to swallow the whole Aladia into your stomach."

    "So should I thank you?"

    Caesar''s monstrous pupil glittered with sarcasm: "I''ve seen your faces very clearly. The reason why you didn''t kill me when I was young is not because of kindness and compassion, but because you used me as a tool to harvest faith. After all, if there is no evil and ugliness, whether justice is necessary or not has to be questioned. I''m afraid you have harvested more faith from Aladia in the past 200 years than in the past 1000 years Add up to more. "

    "Even at this moment, I can hear the cries of sacrifice in various churches in monckville. They shout praises to the gods, make the people kneel down and pray, and ask the people to pass their faith to the great gods. You stop me from conquering Aladia, not for the so-called peace, but just to protect my pasture - where should the shepherds taste if all the sheep are robbed What about the delicious lamb? "

    "The last guy who slandered the gods, his soul and body were pierced by iron chains and suppressed under the cold Styx River in Bator hell. He could only move in a place the size of his palm and never see the light."

    Mister La, the mother of magic, spoke. Caesar killed her descendants. She hated the Black Dragon: "do you want to get the same end?"

    "Everyone has to say the threat again. It''s meaningless."

    Caesar shook his head and took a breath: "let me tell you. It happens that everyone is present. I really have something to tell: soon, Aladia will enter the fourth era. At that time, there will only be one God left in the whole world, that is my daughter, and there will only be one emperor in the whole world, that is me Caesar tangrian."

    "You are against the gods."

    Perot whispered that a blazing flame burst 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 in the air would burst into flames, and every move was showing his great divine power.

    This is an opportunity. Perot realized that the Demon Lord was not with him. Dious, crazy noise and Talos were fighting for the God taken from him. No one would help it. This is a great opportunity to kill the black dragon.

    Boom

    There was a depressing and dull thunder in the sky. The branch lightning was born and died in the clouds. Some gods listened to Perot''s call and risked great risks. The whole space was echoed with the angry shock of the God of punishment, erry: "how dare you be enemies with the gods!"

    "So what?"

    Caesar glanced at the flickering figure in the clouds, and then took back his eyes. His eyes swept one by one from the faces of the gods, without any intention of retreating: "Don''t think about how to deal with me anymore. You, the God in the lower world, and the two projections hidden in the dark. Go together and light your holy blood. Let me see how much the gods are willing to pay to protect this pasture."

    "I will crush you!"

    The black dragon raised his head, opened his wings and roared deafly, "I want to crush all of you!"