When Strauss Kahn came in, Caesar was sitting in the courtyard, pretending to sleep.

    His body was so huge that it was difficult to enter the city. In order to inhabit monckville, he had to change his body and move in the form of a half dragon.

    "Great emperor."

    Strauss Kahn knelt on one knee and lowered his eyes. The black emperor closed his eyes and took a nap. His left hand leaned on his head. His posture was very casual, but he also exuded a dignity that was difficult to look at directly. Under him was a broken chair, but it looked like the throne of the world.

    When Strauss Kahn arrived at monkville, the battle between the black emperor and the gods was white hot. He and his soldiers were deterred by the terrible power and pressure and did not dare to approach. Until the black emperor crushed the gods with unparalleled power, Strauss Kahn recovered from the shock. Without any resistance, he led his troops into this towering fortress called the "gate of God sigh".

    "Here you are."

    Caesar opened his eyes and felt a trace of fatigue in his pupils. In order to leave all the projections of the gods, he had to repeatedly use the [emperor] decrees to divide the space into a desperate area with no way to escape. It was an extremely heavy burden for the spirit. Fortunately, the outcome was satisfactory to him. No gods escaped from monqueville, and the murder was completely declared a failure.

    "There was some sporadic resistance, priests and crazy believers from various cathedrals, but they were soon suppressed. We have taken control of monckville."

    Kahn reported in his voice and witnessed the black emperor roaring at the gods with his own strength. At this moment, his mood is very complex. He is afraid, yearning and respected. He knows that even with the ancestral black dragon blood and the power inheritance of the Yan devil monarch, it is difficult for him to achieve that level before the age of 1000, and Caesar... It is said that the black emperor is less than 300 now.

    "HMM." the Black Dragon nodded absently.

    Kahn then said, "we found that many people fled. When you fought with the gods, many people fled from other exits in monkville, including nobles carrying a large number of treasures and Magic Secret rolls. Your majesty, should we send someone to pursue?"

    "Let them escape."

    Caesar shook his head: "let them take these news and escape to the main cities in the South and the imperial city where the sun never sets. Soon, people all over the world will know the news that monckville was broken and the gods were defeated on the battlefield. Their unswerving faith will be depressed. From now on, the frightened and helpless southerners will no longer be able to resist the fierce attack of black wing."

    "I see."

    Kahn still bowed his head: "we have set up 23 camps to hold prisoners and ordinary civilians in monkville. They are waiting for your disposal."

    "I will do what I promise the platinum Dragon God."

    Caesar said, "read the law of the black wing Empire to everyone, and then release those civilians to do what they should do. As for the prisoners of the army, they should be detained and observed for a period of time, but don''t abuse them... Another thing."

    "Don''t chase the nobles and civilians who escaped from monckville, but wipe out the defeated troops in the surrounding areas. For humans, they have lost their honor. Without constraints, these people will soon become like beasts. There should be order in the place where black wing takes over, and the Empire does not allow those things to exist."

    "Obey your will, your majesty."

    Strauss Kahn stood up and was ready to leave to convey the emperor''s instructions to his subordinates.

    "I''m surprised. So far, the God of light and inflammation has not appeared and has not participated in this siege."

    The black dragon whispered and raised his eyes: "Kahn, my nephew, can you tell me why?"

    This is a test. Kahn immediately realized that he stopped, thought and said: "I guess there are some contradictions among the gods. The God of light and fire threatened to establish a new kingdom of God. As a God walking on the earth, he has undoubtedly succeeded, but it has taken away Perot''s faith and reduced the power of the sun never setting empire."

    "Yes." Caesar nodded noncommittally.

    "You once told us that natorius is inextricably linked with Perot. He is probably the God who Perot forcibly lifted up. At such a sensitive moment, why does the sun Lord God spend his power to promote a mortal to become a God?"

    Kahn said calmly: "I have reason to believe that the God of light and inflammation is Perot''s weapon against black wing."

    The black dragon motioned him to continue.

    "But this weapon has its own thought. He is unwilling to be controlled by Perot. He chooses to establish his own kingdom of God, share his faith from Perot and other gods, and expand his strength."

    "In Perot''s eyes, the awakening of natorius'' self-consciousness is tantamount to a betrayal. The sun Lord God must hate natorius. Once the gods take their hands out of the black shadow, the God of light and inflammation is the next goal to kill."

    "In this way, the reason why the guy didn''t do it makes sense. He never wanted you to be killed by the gods at this time. If it weren''t for the obstruction of the just and kind camp, I think the God of light and inflammation would even cooperate with us."

    "Your blow defeated monqueville and the gods, and completely collapsed the faith of mankind. However, for nattorius, this is good news. As a God walking on land, he will become the last and only hope of mankind. I think when the news of your coming to monqueville spread to the south, the God of light and inflammation will not be weak, but Will become stronger. "

    Kahn finished his words in one breath, looked at the dark look of the emperor and carefully reminded: "if it was me, I would take measures against the so-called divine kingdom as soon as possible."

    "Well, you are smarter and more ambitious than your father."

    Caesar did not hesitate to praise and said with satisfaction, "you may be more suitable to be the successor of the black wing empire than my daughter."

    "Heir?"

    Strauss Kahn''s eyes widened, almost shaking with excitement.

    Although he bears the name of tangrian, after all, he is only the child of Garon and blackhia, not Caesar''s direct blood. Moreover, he made a mistake some time ago and traded with the devil for power. The black emperor was willing to let the king of the devil pass on to him. Kahn was very grateful and did not dare to believe that such a good thing fell on him - he was recognized by the black emperor!

    "If you want to be the king of the black wing Empire, you must perform well next, conquer the sun, guard the abyss gate, counter attack the lunar eclipse channel... Every battle can only advance and can''t retreat. You''re afraid of death?" Caesar said grimly.

    "It''s the glory of the dragon to die on the battlefield," Kahn shouted.

    "Good. Come and get my reward."

    The black dragon sat straight: "the ancestral black dragon''s blood, the inheritance of the Yan devil monarch, and my radiation, if you can''t become a strong existence, it can only show that you are a complete waste."

    Without hesitation, Kahn strode forward. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped: "what about... Odin?"

    "Odin has her own way to go."

    Talking about his daughter, the black dragon''s cruel face became soft involuntarily. In the deep pupil of his right eye, a fiery and complete divine personality flickered: "I hope she will become... The king of the gods!"