When the black dragon entered the unknown dark area, on the other side of the north, the young noble Roy Brando also returned to kaki, the border of the Principality of Rhine, and arrived at the residence of count Brando.

    The Brando family suffered heavy losses during this trip to mangye. As the son of the count and the commander on the battlefield, he should bear the main responsibility for this tragic defeat.

    Therefore, after witnessing the escape of the black dragon transmission, Roy only had time to explain some necessary matters, so he set off nonstop and rushed back to kaki. Even after leaving mangye and escaping from the dangerous area, he left behind the large army and returned to Rhine first by fast horse.

    "The count is waiting for you in the study," said the housekeeper.

    He handed the soiled and dusty light knight armor to the waitress. Roy put on a velvet aristocratic suit and walked quickly to the depths of the mansion.

    He stood still outside the count''s study, coughed, organized his words, and then gently knocked the door of Nan wooden ground: "father."

    With permission, Roy went in.

    Count Brando was ordinary in appearance and appearance. Like other Rhine nobles, he had nothing outstanding, but there was a deep gloom in his eyes, which added a bit of cold and fierce color to the temperament of Lord kaki.

    "You look tired."

    The count glanced at him and lowered his head to read the book he had been reading. His voice was low and reassuring: "it seems that failure is not better."

    "You know."

    Roy nodded and wriggled his lips: "the dragon is special, which is not in line with our inherent understanding of the black dragon in the past, and it is getting stronger and stronger in the process of war. Later, it is not even afraid of the magic of Sylvia, the highly toxic mother."

    "So what?"

    The count raised his head from the table with a thin layer of light in his eyes and whispered, "are there too many strange things in the world, unknown things in prehistoric era, absurd and grotesque dreams and unspeakable existence in your knowledge?"

    Then the count stood up, poured a cup of hot tea for his child and put it in front of Roy: "experience can only be used as a reference. The truth in people''s mouth is often different from the fact."

    "Failure is failure and cannot be refuted."

    "I know."

    Roy looked at the steaming, swirling tea and whispered.

    The count sat down again on the iron chair: "what''s the loss?"

    "Archmage Anthony was killed in battle, and 123 people remained in the main battle force, including 11 knights. Ten armor breaking bed crossbows were completely destroyed, and the rest of the ordnance was lost... Countless."

    The count looked at him with a smile and added, "there are countless wasted resources."

    Roy was silent.

    "Well..."

    Count Brando pondered for a moment: "you first hand over your business to Nana, go elsewhere and bring 2000 slaves back. Be careful not to be noticed and don''t get into trouble again."

    "The dragon you said may return to retaliate at any time. Our strength needs to be supplemented and we should be prepared in advance." count Brando waved his hand and signaled that Roy could leave. At the same time, he stood up slowly.

    "Father, you..."

    Roy was a little uneasy. His body, which didn''t even move when the black dragon rushed to his face, was trembling slightly now: "do you want to pray for its existence again?"

    "That''s not what you should ask."

    The count turned gloomily, his eyes were covered with a strange fog, and his voice became very strange: "mortals should have enough awe of the great existence that can not be guessed."

    "In the lonely apartment of Rhine, even death will die in the long years of waiting..." the count did not look at him again, but lowered his head and whispered in his study.

    The young nobles were cold all over with incomprehensible sentences and strange tones. They couldn''t help shaking after listening to one sentence.

    He never knew what his father had come into contact with, and he never responded to it, but just reciting its name could gain strange and unpredictable power to accomplish things that even God could not do.

    For example, contracts.

    The young nobleman did not dare to see or listen again, for fear that he would go crazy in the next second. He ignored the court etiquette, moved resolutely and fled the count''s study.

    After running all the way to the garden and being baptized by the sun, Roy was a little relieved. As soon as he touched his back, it was covered with a cold sweat.

    ……

    I didn''t expect it to rain in the underground world.

    The rain has been falling for many days. It shrouds the dark area. The lingering rain seems to cover the gray world with a layer of gauze from a distance.

    Moreover, the rain is still acidic.

    Although Heilong is very happy with the strong acid rain, his blood is naturally close to this corrosive rain and smell. When he comes here, he feels the same as when he comes home. The air is moist and the taste is pleasant.

    But this did not calm his doubts——

    Under such bad conditions, the nearby plants, grass ferns, are still thriving, which makes Heilong suspicious of the environment in the dark area and the strong toxicity of the local products.

    This is a pondering black dragon, so he began his own "human experiment". After continuous attempts, he found that most plants do contain toxicity, but the effect is not outstanding, which can not affect the strong orcs, let alone cause any harm to the dragons.

    Only one fern that can cause animal fanaticism is satisfactory.

    Write it down first. It may come in handy in the future. The black dragon thought.

    In the twinkling of an eye, Caesar had spent a month in the dark area with his family members. During this time, he did not immediately start his collection plan, but carefully stretched out his tentacles and silently looked at the strange world.

    After a month of familiarity, according to the current situation, the underground world is vast, with many tribes and groups of monsters, which is enough for the black dragon to build a powerful revenge army.

    However, the north and south of the dark region show two distinct ecosystems.

    In the area where the black dragon is currently located, the monster clans are like a plate of loose sand in the imagination, fighting with each other and fighting on their own. In the south relatively far away from him, Hogg found that there are a large number of undead rampant in that area. The tribes living in it also have their own scope of activities and little interference.

    Even when the jackals of Hogg went to investigate, they found that the clans there even had traces of common hunting.

    This is very unusual. In general, the indigenous races in dark areas are difficult to get along with each other, and it is normal to fight endlessly.

    However, in the south, the clans there even had a trend of cooperation, and their relations were not as tense as under normal circumstances.

    There are only two possibilities. One is that a powerful Lord was born in the dark area, living in the South and integrating and photographing the tribes there. The other is that there are other five-color dragons who quickly ascend first and black dragons who enter the underground world first.

    Caesar preferred to believe the first conjecture.

    However, he had to start his own integration plan anyway. After a month''s exploration and collection, he had enough knowledge of the situation in the dark area. So far, Caesar had not found a stronger creature than himself - at least in the uninhabited north.

    You can start.

    In 1627, the third era of ayladia, the black dragon showed its claws and teeth.