Chapter 3600 Bad-Tempered Bakar

After the strange power contained in the body was cleared away, we left the National Power Organization building and walked on the street. Salem asked me: "Are you really planning to hand over the black nightmare to His Majesty?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, I have already promised it, and there happens to be a intact rough stone around me, so it doesn't matter if I just give it to him, right?"

"How could it not matter!" Salem suddenly became very excited and said loudly: "If His Majesty cannot withstand the power of the black nightmare and becomes crazy and bloodthirsty, the Dragon Clan who finally recovered their vitality will be hit hard again. !”

"No way," I teased with a smile, "Isn't your Majesty invincible? It's just a black nightmare, what's the point?"

Seren's eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to bite me to death. I smiled and parted ways with him at the fork in the road.

After entering the palace, he came to the secret room and ordered someone to open the door. Among the many ores, he found the fist-sized black stone at a glance.

Find someone to bring a wooden box, put the black stone in it, close the lid, put it under your arm, and saunter out of the secret room.

On the way out of the palace, I met Master Dewey and his two majesties.

"Where are you going?" The dwarf king took the lead and asked.

Pointing to the wooden box under my arm, I said to the three bosses: "Didn't I promise to give Tyrannosaurus King Bakar an ore that can extract the black nightmare? It happened that the seniors of the national power told me that the treasury's There was it in the secret room, so I took it.”

"Black nightmare?" Master Dewey glanced at the wooden box and said, "You must be tempted by that thing too, right?"

"How is this possible?" I quickly approached Master Dewey and said with a smile, "Sir, foster father, you are worrying too much. I really don't appreciate that power. I am a descendant of ancient fairies."

After being reminded like this, Master Dewey also remembered that his adopted son was actually the descendant of two ancient races.

So he breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hands and said, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

"Okay," I said, "then my foster father, uncle, and father-in-law, I'll leave first."

Say it and walk slowly towards the palace gate.

Behind me, the Dwarf King and the Goblin King quarreled because I greeted the Goblin King first and then the Dwarf King.

After leaving the palace, I found Seren waiting outside. Seeing him carrying his wings and looking like an old leader, I wanted to laugh.

"Is something wrong?" I asked knowingly.

"The box contains rough stones that can extract black nightmares?" Salem asked, staring at me.

"Yes," I said, "What? Are you tempted too?"

"No," Seren said, "I'm here to stop you."

"Stop me?" I asked with a smile, "Why?"

"I can't let the black nightmare cloud His Majesty's sanity!"

"You think too much," I said, "Although your Majesty is extremely domineering, he still has some self-awareness."

"You don't understand Your Majesty," Seren said seriously: "In order to obtain more powerful power, Your Majesty even did not hesitate to launch the Dragon War. It was only at the cost of depriving some of your sanity. Your Majesty did not even hesitate!"

"Let me tell you, what you said about your Majesty is too unbearable, right?" I said helplessly, stroking the cold sweat hanging from my forehead.

"I wish I was exaggerating, but that's the truth," Salem said. "If you don't want the Dragon Clan to hate you for this, it's best not to let His Majesty come into contact with the black nightmare."

"What you said is really sensational. Even I felt a little frightened after hearing it. However, I have made a promise and I have to fulfill it, right?"

"Perhaps Your Majesty has forgotten," Seren said uncertainly.

"Your Majesty, you won't just forget it." I said, "He has a good memory, so I'd better give him this rough stone."

"No!" Seren stopped him: "I can't let you do this!"

"Even if you say that, I have already taken out the original stone."

"Wouldn't it be better to send it back!" Selun suggested: "Send the original stone back again, otherwise, you will absorb the original stone, right?"

I stared at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "You care about the safety of your majesty, but you choose to sacrifice me!"

"That's not the case." Salem felt a little guilty, but was strong and confident: "I just think that as a descendant of the ancient fairies, you will be able to withstand the baptism of the black nightmare."

"Maybe," I said, "but I still want to give the original stone to your Majesty, so please get out of the way."

"No!" Salem insisted: "Unless you give up, I will never let you leave here!"

"Hey" I sighed deeply, rubbed my temples helplessly, and said, "Well, let me cut off a part and give it to your Majesty. Is that okay?"

Seren thought for a while and said, "If it's just a small piece."

"You cannot extract many black nightmares from too small pieces of rough stone. If you fail to achieve the research goal, your Majesty will not give up."

"What should we do?" Salem asked distressedly.

"Then let's make it a little bigger," Seren said: "It's not impossible to use a slightly bigger rough stone."

"That's it," I said, bypassing Salem and heading towards the above-ground exit of Fort Vicky.

"Hey! Wait!" Salem grabbed my clothes.

Stopping, turning around, I asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"Can't you just chisel it here and then send it to the Dragon Clan's territory?"

"No," I said, "and think about it, if I really finish it here and then send it over, if Bakar is not satisfied, won't I have to trouble me to make another trip?"

Salem was speechless about this.

After walking out of the underground world and coming to the above-ground world, I opened the portal, stepped in, and came to the Dragon Clan territory.

The location is right at the Dragon Clan Palace.

After looking around, I couldn't find Bakar, so I wandered around the palace.

Soon, I met the dragon warriors patrolling the palace.

At first, the dragon warriors blocked my way with guns, but after confirming my identity, the leading dragon warrior immediately became respectful and took the initiative to lead me to the door of a wine cellar.

When he opened the door, he saw Bakar lying on a pile of wine barrels, drunkenly pouring wine into his mouth.

Seeing the door open, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Didn't I tell you not to disturb my drinking?"

After roaring, a large wine barrel roared and flew over.

"Hey, let me tell you, Bakar, can you stop being so angry?" While speaking, I pointed the corner of the barrel with my scabbard and picked it hard, instantly converting the force of the collision from horizontal to vertical, and made me fall. The wine barrel that came down was caught firmly.

After smelling the aroma of wine emanating from the mouth of the barrel, I couldn't help but lick my lips: "Mellow and strong, good wine, really good wine!"