If this place is really a dark area, that's not bad.

Caesar thought.

Before, he had been living in the gap between the Green Capital and the northern countries, struggling to survive in the storm. In the wilderness, even if the Black Dragon had plans and ideas, it would be useless, and there was no room for him to display.

I won’t talk about the barrenness of the region. It’s a cliché. Any races in that place are of little use will be taken first by other forces. They will either be enslaved by green or be won over by humans. A young black dragon wants to stir up trouble.

Not to mention conquering the population and building power, Caesar was extremely difficult to live a nourishing life. It took him a lot of effort to just take a stone crow clan into his pocket. He was cautious and vigilant in the process.

As a result, Roy from the northern countries made it difficult for the Black Dragon to not be angry.

But now it is different. In the dark area, he has enough freedom to do whatever he wants. It is impossible for this place to give birth to a powerful existence that is almost legendary like the Mother of Poison.

"Air."

Caesar sniffed, took a deep breath, and then surprised: "The oxygen content in this place is different from that in Eladia, and the concentration is higher than that in there."

After obtaining the autonomous control unit, the black dragon can detect every detail of the body's reaction and can easily distinguish the differences in the environment.

“The temperature is OK.”

Caesar glanced at the scattered gnolls: "But it seems that there is a change almost every moment."

Immediately afterwards, he flapped his wings and found that the gravity was different. It was much more difficult to fly here than in Eladia, and it was much more laborious.

Although the gap between each factor is relatively subtle, these things combined will cause considerable obstacles to foreign organisms.

Caesar keenly discovered that the abilities of gnolls and orcs have decreased to varying degrees.

Even Gal and Hogg, as leaders, could not avoid this.

The only thing that can be unaffected is the monster Black Dragon.

But it is not a big problem. Caesar knew that neither gnolls nor orcs were weak populations. They all had the ability to survive in relatively harsh environments. Now they only needed to give them some time to adapt.

"Hog."

Caesar kept looking at the werewolf leaders around him: "You take the werewolf to investigate. We need information from this strange area. Don't be too far away. Let's first clarify the situation within a thousand meters around you."

"Please focus on searching for water and food, you have to survive first."

If you want to gain power in the dark area, you must first survive and take root in this place. Food and water are two major problems that any creature needs to face.

He didn't send a little guy. In the past, Luna did similar work when she was in the wilderness. She was small and knew some hidden tricks with lower energy levels, so she could be very competent for this task.

But this time it is different. The dark area is not a wild place. There are too many unknown factors. The little guy has a weak self-protection ability and is easily in danger.

Caesar did not send orcs from the Stone Crow clan to go, but chose the newly joined werewolves and allowed the orcs to find a place to rest first.

To talk about selfish preference, there are indeed, but for more, the Black Dragon is still considering it thoroughly.

The reason why the gnolls chose to perform missions is that they are relatively sensitive and will not be as reckless as orcs, and they will directly kill the enemy when they see them.

The wolf cubs know how to judge the situation, know how to protect themselves, and even choose to retreat or escape when they are unable to do so.

Escape at the last battle is intolerable for other five-colored dragons, but Caesar did not mind that races and races have their own natural characteristics, and the focus is on how to use them. Such traits are conducive to allowing the gnolls to perform reconnaissance missions better.

At this stage, what the Black Dragon wants is intelligence, not blood.

It is the top priority to understand the situation in this dark area when you are just a newcomer.

If conditions permit, Caesar even felt it was necessary to figure out the specific ecology of the dark area. Are the indigenous populations here a mess of sand and each fighting for their own battles? Or have the rulers already established a stable social form in a pyramid shape?

This is very important to Caesar and will affect his subsequent judgment and decision-making.

However, these things will be in a hurry for a while, and it will take at least some time to contact the indigenous populations to understand them. Caesar also knows this truth, but he always can't calm down.

If he slowly plans to do it, follow the steps and expands the population with gentle means, even if there is no turmoil in it, it will take at least several decades, or even longer until he completely takes this dark area into control.

In fact, in Eladia, there are many dragons who have been sleeping for decades. This time is nothing to dragons, and it can be said to be fleeting.

But for the human race, decades are enough for a baby to grow up, marry and have children, and it is enough for a young man to enter the twilight years and let a young man enter the coffin.

Caesar did not want to wait until he made a comeback, and when he found Roy, he saw an old man who was unconscious and could even face the lonely and silent gravestone.

That was a kind of sorrow for Caesar, which he could not accept, so the Black Dragon only gave himself ten years, and within ten years he would completely rule this dark area.

Only violent means can be used.

If he chose the Huairou plan, except for the inducement of interests, Caesar could not find any other way to capture the indigenous races in the dark areas, and he could not give out the benefits at all.

Even if creatures in the dark area covet gold coins, the black dragon could not give it out. His wealth was still buried in the previous settlement of the Stone Crow clan. It was the final payment delivered by Roy, a batch of summer drinks. At that time, Caesar had neither had time to use nor took it away.

They can only be tied to their own chariots by violent means.

As for possible deception and betrayal, this guy also came up with a solution and decided to follow suit, like Roy, forcing the other party to make a vow of loyalty to death.

Apart from surrender and death, there is no third way for the losers to choose from.

“It won’t work.”

However, when he brought up this plan with the Forest Fairy, the little guy shook his head: "Caiser, are you a believer of the Dragon Mother? I have never heard you chant her name."

"Tiamat?"

Caesar's mind immediately emerged, engraved in basic cognition, the appearance of the five-headed dragon queen, and then shook his head: "No. What's the matter?"

"You shouldn't call her real name directly, and of course it's related."

Luna jumped around his head: "Your previous contract comes from the God of Truth and Vows, a true good deity, and even if you don't believe in him, you can build a contract in the name of this god."

"But gods are not tools for mortals. They are watching us in the kingdom of God. Good God will never allow others to force their oaths by despicable means."

Luna thought for a while and then continued: "The Five-Colored Dragon Believe in the Evil God, but even if you are a crazy believer and a follower of the Dragon Mother, the Dragon Queen will not establish so many forced vows for you, otherwise she will be jointly attacked by other good gods, and the consequences will be very serious."

"No--"

The black dragon whispered dissatisfiedly, and the skin on the forehead twisted into a ball: "Roy can do it, so why can't I do this?"

"What did Roy do?"

Seeing the expression on the black dragon's face, the little guy felt curious. She was sent away by Caesar that day and knew nothing about what happened later.

So Caesar retelled what had happened in the first place, emphasizing that the soldier Gaal caught was neither a knight nor a rank, but just an ordinary soldier.

That means that Roy's entire army signed a pledge of allegiance that would not be suspended until death.

"Are you sure?" the little guy frowned his beautiful eyebrows and asked repeatedly.

She shouldn't have doubts about the Black Dragon, but what Caesar said was too incredible: "No, there is a whole thousand people, no god would be willing to help him establish so many vows."

"A man of a powerful evil god? That won't be even more so. The evil god will never sell his own interests for the believers."

"Is it because I'm too ignorant?"

Luna shook her head and muttered: "And, aren't the punishment for violating the oath all whip the soul? How could it be directly turned into pus and extracted life? There is no such terrible precedent."

"Neither good or evil gods have ever heard of doing this..."

After a long struggle, the Forest Fairy was unable to come up with a result. She was confused by the Black Dragon and began to doubt her cognition.
Chapter completed!