Chapter 2411: Self-deprecating

The golden energy is shining like stars, pouring into my left arm like water.
Many fantasy novels have introduced the experience of passing gong or passing energy. It is either the heart-piercing pain, the warmth and comfort of the whole body, or the feeling that the whole body is full of surging power. Lifting hands and feet seems to detonate air.
However, at this moment, I was constantly instilled by the golden energy, but I didn't feel the slightest strangeness, it was purely as if I was watching a holographic projection photoelectric effect.
What pain, heat, and strength are all absent.
I am wondering whether it is the nonsense in the fantasy novel, or the energy transmission of Bakar is actually just a scam of photoelectric special effects.
Suspiciously, he saw Bakar exhaled solemnly and stopped the energy transmission.
"Any clue?" I asked.
He shook his head with complicated eyes, and laughed at himself: "I'm so stupid..."
"How can you belittle yourself?" Regardless of the reason, from the standpoint of a friend, I comforted him: "You are the lord of the dragon race, with the highest wisdom. If even you think you are stupid, then there will be smart people in this world. ?"
"No, I'm really stupid." Bakar didn't accept my comfort. He smiled bitterly: "I actually tried to use the power of the dragon clan to spy on the body of the goblin. It's like a silverfish threatening to feed the dragon with its body. The ignorance and stupidity of a hungry dragon!"
One...Why does Bakar use quantifiers like "one end" and "two ends" to describe his own people?
Doesn't he think this is a humiliation?
Obviously, Bakar did not notice the improper use of his words, and he was still immersed in deep self-deprecation.
"Okay" I helplessly spread my hands: "You did a stupid thing, but it doesn't matter. Tell me, my friend, do you perceive the black nightmare active in me?"
"Yes, I feel it."
Speaking of the black nightmare, Bakar instantly recovered his state, and he solemnly said: "I feel that the black nightmare has succumbed to your bloodline and has become a powerful energy source for you to take and seize, but... your bloodline It seems to repel it."
"Huh? My blood repels black nightmares? Really or fake!"
"It's true, it can't be wrong. I have observed that the status of black nightmares in your bloodline is between half nutrition and half impurities. They are like a group of slaves without freedom and status, kneeling down and obediently. Earth, always look forward to being selected by your blood, and willing to dedicate everything you have, just to be a part of your blood."
Speaking of this, Bakar fell into self-deprecating again.
He kept emphasizing that he was regarded as a treasure, as the most critical substance of his revenge plan, and he would be ruthlessly dismissed. This blow was second only to the fact that he noticed that most of the Celestial people were a group of uncivilized fools. Both decadent and sad.
"Okay, well, you are the monarch of the dragon race. As a monarch, you should not be so vulnerable." I comforted him repeatedly: "You can't focus on the two species of fairies and elves. Think about other creatures, such as Speaking of Demon Realm, for example, in other alien races, which bloodline will be more noble than your dragon race?"
"That's it." Bakar regained some glamour: "The nobility of the dragon bloodline is the noblest and most powerful except for the darling of the great will!"
"In this vast universe, apart from the darlings of the great will, there are only a few dozen who can really stop me, but they are not invincible!"
"They all have their own weaknesses. The reason why I failed to defeat them is that I failed to find out where their weaknesses are..."
Having said that, he paused, glanced at me, and his tone suddenly became weaker: "I believe that as long as the Dragon Race is strong enough, no race can match me except the darling of the great will!"
It seemed that the blow this time was indeed not small, and even the always overbearing personal declaration seemed a bit powerless.
Tyrannosaurus King Bakar’s overwhelming self-confidence has been ruthlessly frustrated. This may seem like a nightmare to him, but to me, it’s not a bad thing.
You know, the stronger Bakkar's self-confidence is, the more insignificant my persuasion is. On the contrary, the weaker Bakkar's self-confidence is, the more convincing my words are.
One can not have both.
So taking this opportunity, I told all the sequelae after absorbing the black nightmare to Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, and repeatedly warned him that if you can’t touch it, it’s best not to touch that thing. If you have to touch it, choose A desolate planet, can be tossed hard, wait for the killing intent and resentment to vent away, and then rationally lead the army to revenge.
Bakar, whose self-confidence was ruthlessly beaten, agreed with my advice on the spot and said that he would repeatedly conduct clinical trials before eating Black Nightmare. He would not find a Death Star until he got the most accurate experimental results. Perform the final self-test.
When I was parting, I was in Bakar's ear. The bird said a few words quietly. Bakar nodded blankly after listening. At the same time, he asked me: "You really want to do this? You are not afraid of becoming Hefeng mainland public enemy?"
"What's the use of being afraid?" I sighed, "Being a public enemy is better than being a waste. If this is not done, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to look up for a long time."
Tyrannosaurus King Bakar let out a loud laugh: "On this matter, you little guy is quite temperamental to me. You are right. If you put the dignity before you and the unknown threat to the future together, I I will also choose dignity."
"Hehe" I smiled and patted Bakar's back, and said, "Well, now that we have reached an agreement, I hope you don't break your promise."
"Hmph, I, Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, have never made any mistakes!" Bakar proudly said: "The dragons respect their promises, and once they agree, even if they pay the price of their lives, they will not hesitate!"
After that, the golden light flashed, Bakar exited, and Salen returned.
After returning, Seren didn't even say a word, so he threw a plop on the ground, panting with his mouth wide open, and groaning with his tongue out: "Ha, ha, tired... but he was exhausted. Dragon, tell me, what happened during this period?"
Squatting on the ground, I told him everything that had happened since Salon was possessed.
Seren’s frail face immediately showed the light of worship: "Ah! It is my lord! I can control this body to such an extent! Ah! I can be controlled by my lord to fight. The greatest glory! Long live my lord! Long live the great Tyrannosaurus King Bakar!"
"Hey, I said, aren't you cursing your master?" I said in time, interrupting Salen.
Salen had a question mark on his face.
"Your master said that he has lived for hundreds of millions of years, but you cursed him for long live? Don't you think that your master should have entered the land hundreds of millions of years ago?"
Seren looked horrified and looked around in a hurry, lest Bakar's will emerge from which horn, and teach him this rebellious junior.
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