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 Principal of Rhine, and arrived at the residence of the Earl of Brando.

During this trip to the wild, the Brando family suffered heavy losses. As the son of the earl and the commander of the front line, he had to bear the main responsibility for this disastrous defeat.

So after witnessing the Black Dragon teleportation escape, Roy had only time to explain some necessary matters and set off for Kaki without stopping. Even after leaving the Mangye and leaving the dangerous area, he had left the large army behind and returned to the Rhineland first on a fast horse.

"The Count is waiting for you in the study." said the butler.

He handed over the stained and dusty light knight armor to the waitress, Roy changed into a velvet noble formal outfit and walked quickly into the depths of the mansion.

He stood outside the Earl's study, coughed, organized the wording, and then gently knocked on the door of the nanmu: "Sir, Father."

After getting permission, Roy walked in.

Earl Brando has an ordinary appearance and looks ordinary, just like other Rhine nobles, with nothing outstanding, but a deep gloom in his eyes, which adds a bit of coldness to the temperament of this Lord Kaki.

"You look tired."

The Count glanced at him, then lowered his head to look at the book he had been reading before, his voice was quiet, reassuring: "It seems that failure is not easy."

"You know everything."

Roy nodded and squirmed his lips: "That dragon is special, not in line with our previous inherent perception of the black dragon. Moreover, it continued to become stronger during the war, and later, it was not even afraid of the magic of Sylvia, the mother of the poison."

"So what?"

The Count raised his head from the table, his eyes flashed with a thin layer of light, and he whispered: "There are too many strange things in this world, unknown things from the prehistoric era, those absurd and weird dreams, and those indescribable existences, within your cognition?"

As he said that, the count stood up and poured a cup of hot tea for his child, and placed it in front of Roy: "Experience can always be used as a reference. The truth in people's mouths is often different from facts."

"Failure is failure, and there is no way to argue."

"I know."

Roy whispered as he watched the cup of hot air rising and whispering tea.

The Count sat down again in the iron chair: "What is the loss?"

"The great wizard Anthony was killed, and the main combat troops were 123, including eleven knights, and ten armor-breaking crossbows were completely destroyed, and the remaining weapons were lost... countless."

The Count looked at him with a sneer and added: "There are countless resources left to be lost."

Roy didn't make any more noise.

"This is what..."

Earl of Brando pondered for a moment: "Take the business you have at hand to Nine, go to other places, and bring back two thousand slaves. Be cautious, don't be noticed, and don't cause trouble again."

"The dragon you mentioned may return to revenge at any time. Our strength needs to be replenished, and you must be prepared in advance." Earl Brando waved his hand and signaled that Roy could leave, and at the same time he slowly stood up.

"Father, you..."

Roy was a little uneasy. The body that was not moving even when the black dragon rushed to his face was trembling slightly now: "Do you want to pray for its existence again?"

"This is not something you should ask."

The Count turned gloomy, with a strange layer of gray fog in his eyes, and his voice became multiplied, making people extremely strange: "All ordinary people should have enough awe for the unpredictable great existence."

"In Rhine's loneliness, even death will die in the long wait..." The count did not look at him again, but lowered his head and whispered in the study.

Uncomprehensible sentences, weird and evil tone, the young nobles were filled with coldness, and after hearing one sentence, they couldn't help but tremble all over.

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

For example, a contract.

The young nobles did not dare to read or listen, for fear that they would go crazy the next second. He ignored the court etiquette and moved decisively, fled from the count's study in a panic.

After running all the way to the garden and being baptized by sunlight, Roy felt a little relieved. When he touched his back, there was a layer of cold sweat.

...

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

This rain has been falling for many days, covering the dark area, and the lingering rain, from a distance, seems to have covered this already gray-toned world with a layer of gauze.

Moreover, the rain is actually acidic.

Although the Black Dragon was very happy with the strong acid rainfall, his blood was naturally close to this corrosive rain and smell. When he arrived here, he felt like he was at home, the air was moist and the taste was pleasant.

But this did not soothe the doubts he had in his heart—

Under such harsh circumstances, the nearby plants and grass ferns are still growing lushly and prosperous, which makes the black dragon suspicious of the environment in the dark area, and suspects that the local products in this place are highly toxic.

This is a black dragon that he loves to think about, so he started his own "human experiment". After continuous attempts, he found that most plants do contain toxicity, but the effect is not outstanding, and cannot affect strong orcs, let alone any harm to dragons.

There is only one fern that can cause animal fanaticism, which is quite satisfactory.

Write it down first, and it may come in handy in the future. Black Dragon thought.

In the blink of an eye, Caesar had been staying in the dark area with his relatives for a month. During this period, he did not immediately start his own collection plan, but instead carefully stretched out his tentacles and silently looked at the strange world.

After a month of familiarity, from what I have learned, this underground world is vast, with many tribes and groups of monsters, which is enough for the Black Dragon to build a powerful vengeful legion.

However, the north and south of the dark area present two completely different ecology.

In the area where the Black Dragon is currently located, the monster clans are like a piece of sand that they imagine, fighting each other and fighting each other. In the south relatively far away from him, Hogg found that there were a large number of undead scattered, and the tribes that lived there also had their own range of activities and rarely interfered.

Even Hogg's gnolls found during their investigation that the clans there were even signs of common hunting.

This is very unusual. Generally speaking, 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 relationships 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. He was in the south and integrated the tribes there. The other five-colored dragons were the first to climb, and the black dragon entered the underground world first.

Caesar prefers to believe the first speculation.

However, he had to start his own integration plan. After January's exploration and collection, he had already learned enough about the situation in the dark area. So far, Caesar had not discovered a creature that was stronger than himself - at least in the uncaptured north, not.

You can start to do it.

In the tertiary period of Aladia, the black dragon revealed its minions.
Chapter completed!