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Previously, Sharlayan didn't have enough confidence to defend himself against Nefarian alone.

Regarding the fact that he is a perfect colorful dragon, except for a very small number of people around him who can be completely trusted, this secret has been kept very tightly.

Today's Sharlayan has initially mastered the biggest mystery of the colorful dragon. Even if he can't beat the senior black dragon Nefarian in hard power, as long as he shows his hole card, let alone escape, it is not impossible to leapfrog and fight back.

As expected by Sharlayan, Nefarian's first reaction when he heard the news was not to greedily grab samples of his body tissue, but to show contempt and suspicion.

"Perfect Chromatic Dragon? Ha!"

Nefarian questioned sarcastically, "Do you know what you're talking about? The mere half-blood dragon actually claims to be a perfect colorful dragon?"

"If you are a so-called perfect colorful dragon... Or, if someone has already figured out how to transform a perfect colorful dragon, then what is the purpose of my research for so many years? Is it just a waste of time and energy?"

Salayan was not surprised by Nefarian's skepticism, he said calmly: "Don't deny it, you think that with my current status and status, it is necessary to spread such a lie that can be easily exposed. ?"

Nefarian's brows twitched a little: "Then what do you mean? I don't think you, who are so smart and close to monsters behind the scenes, would use this kind of thing to make fun of me."

Sharlayan sighed helplessly: "So didn't I say that I am the perfect colorful dragon in your ideal."

"Look."

Not waiting for Nefarian to question again, Salayan stretched out his right hand and put it in front of Nefarian. Four stable and strong powers lingered in his palm at the same time, only the power of the earth belonging to the black dragon showed Very vain.

"This is……"

Nefarian's expression changed many times within a second, from which it can be seen how complicated his mood is at the moment.

Some things cannot be trusted no matter how much they say, it is better to show actual evidence directly.

Nefarian ignored Salayan's poor use of the power of the earth, and he held his breath piously to concentrate on feeling the other four very stable powers.

"Time, dreams, life, arcane, this...how is this possible!"

Nefarian began to doubt himself with a distorted expression: "Impossible! I have studied multi-colored dragons for tens of thousands of years! In order to advance the research progress, the number of five-colored dragons I brought to the experimental table is countless! How could someone Can walk in front of me!"

"If there is such a person, he must have gone through a lot of experiments to get the final result, but I have never heard of anyone secretly hunting a large number of five-color dragons!"

"Don't get excited." Sharlayan took back his power and spread his hands and explained: "Although it is difficult for you to accept this, but in the way of scientific research, talent and a flash of inspiration can play a role, most of the time, it is better than simple Effort is more useful."

"As a scientific researcher, you should also know this truth."

[True, such as material science, a metaphysics major called Tiankeng, no matter how rich the theory is and no matter how well prepared it is, it is not as good as Ou Huangyi's soul. 】

[Please don't mention it, ptsd...]

Inas's success was not just a flash of inspiration. The knowledge of genetic engineering in another world gave her a very solid foundation, but there was inevitably some element of luck in the final step of success.

"impossible……"

After the initial excitement and resistance, Nefarian, who gradually realized the reality, fell into self-doubt and disgust.

He staggered back to the chair in the lounge with blank eyes, and murmured to himself in a low voice with his head in his hands.

Sharlayan didn't want to delve into what he said specifically, and it wasn't anything coherent or worthwhile, presumably.

"Tap! Come back to your senses!"

Sharlayan snapped his fingers next to Nefarian's ear, barely drawing his attention.

"That's all your persistence for so many years? It's so easy to collapse your beliefs. Can you call yourself a seeker who seeks the truth at all costs?"

After all, Nefarian is also a senior black dragon with an age of over 10,000 years. Under the stimulation of Sharlayan's deliberate irony, he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"Suck ~ call ~"

After a few rounds of deep breaths, Nefarian managed to control his emotions, looked at Salayan with complicated eyes and asked, "Is there anything else to say now, my efforts at all costs over the past ten thousand years are like A pathetic clown."

"Others can easily produce the results I can't ask for. This world is really unfair."

"fair?"

Sharlayan sneered and asked back: "You were born to be a prince who was destined to inherit the black dragon army. Is this fair to those black dragons who were born at the bottom but have the heart to climb up?"

"Don't be stupid. Absolute fairness cannot exist in any world. Everyone's birth and talent will be different, and the final achievements will also be very different because of this."

"You are indeed very talented in genetic engineering, but you don't really think that you are the undisputed big brother in this field, do you?"

"There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, my uncle."

Nefarian smiled wryly and shook his head: "Before today, I was indeed very confident in my professional ability, but..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this first."

Nefarian took a deep breath, and looked at Sharlayan with eyes full of curiosity: "Tell me, who is the person who produced the perfect colorful dragon research results before me?"

"Ha..." Sharlayan rolled his eyes and sighed: "It seems that you have been hit hard, and your originally smart brain has become stupid."

"Who do you think can use my body as an experimental subject? Why would I ask my mother to be in charge of supervision?"

Nefarian, whose brain was a little chaotic, froze for a moment, and then showed a rather tangled expression.

"You mean... Elena Strasza?"

"Why have I never heard of her research in genetic engineering?"

Sarlayan shrugged with a smile: "Because my mother is not as high-profile as you in this regard, the way she obtained research samples is relatively aboveboard."

Yes, only relative.

Inas would not forcibly abduct a whole dragon and put it on the test bench like Nefarian, who was shouted and beaten by everyone.

She will make full use of her identity as the previous generation of the dragon clan's incarnate demon king, and use coercion and lure to get the other party to surrender part of her body tissue, and will not hurt the other party's life cruelly.

Nefarian questioned with a weird expression: "Is this okay? Are the experimental samples obtained in this conservative way really enough?"

"That's why I said it's a talent gap."

Since it was inconvenient to disclose relevant information from another world, Sharlayan could only classify Inas's abilities into the category of extraordinary talent.

"Let's not talk about this for now. We will have time to discuss the details in the future."

Salayan raised his hand to stop Nefarian from asking questions full of curiosity: "As you said, we don't have much time to communicate in private. The top priority is that I must first confirm your position and answer the question I raised earlier. .”

"I……"

Nefarian was still in a very complicated mood at this time, he raised his hand to rub his messy hair and sighed.

"Give me a moment to gather my thoughts, we..."

"Boom!"

A series of explosions suddenly came from outside the door of the lounge, which was sealed by shaping authority, and Sharlayan and Nefarian showed surprise at the same time.

"This power fluctuation..." Nefarian touched his chin in doubt: "It's not any dragon I know, and it's not like the engineered explosives that Creel guy made... Could it be that someone An attack was launched?"

"Did you bring anyone else?"

"No...that's not true."

Sharlayan had a weird expression on his face, and rubbed his temples with a wry smile: "But I can probably guess who caused the explosion."

[Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here soon, it seems that Inas can't wait any longer. 】

Sharlayan rubbed his cheeks vigorously, forcing himself to temporarily put aside many distracting thoughts.

"The attackers must be rushing to create and transform the Twilight Dragon's lair. You should follow the normal process of the base attack."

"If my predictions are correct, unless there are some special life-saving measures, that guy named Creel probably won't survive today. Without his surveillance, you should be much more free in your actions later on."

"After this riot subsides, let's meet at another time and opportunity."

Nefarian also knew that now was not the time to delve into the progress of Inas's research, so he nodded in agreement with a serious expression: "Yes... I hope the commotion here won't attract Deathwing's personal attention."

"Deathwing? Huh~"

Sharlayan hooked the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "Don't worry, he won't dare to leave Deep Rock Continent until N'Zoth's plan is ready."

"If he really dares to take the risk to return to Azeroth..."

Sharlayan's fingers slid across the space beacon someone engraved on his chest, and smiled meaningfully: "I don't mind getting rid of the biggest traitor of the Dragon Clan ahead of time."