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Chapter 866 Colorful Dragon and Twilight Dragon

Everyone likes to hear the words of the scene, and the queen's maid who came to deliver the message will definitely tell Daglan and Moira about Sarlayan's evaluation.

But in fact, Sarlayan did not have a high opinion of Daglan just for eliminating the rebellion in the city.

The foundation that needs to be laid has been laid long ago. If he can't quickly sort out the situation with both mental calculation and unintentional calculation, Sarlayan will have to wonder if the new Black Iron King is a idiot who only knows how to talk.

Under the guidance of Moira's personal maid, the proud high elf soldiers who had just returned from victory followed closely behind with their chests puffed out.

Perhaps because they were not yet familiar with the way of getting along with flesh and blood creatures, the wind elements headed by Mandis did not intend to attend the celebration banquet held by the Dark Iron Dwarves.

Sarlayan did not want to force them. After all, these elemental creatures who lived in the elemental world all year round did not understand the material world well enough. Taking them rashly might cause trouble.

After telling Mandis to restrain these wind elements who were used to being free, Sharlayan stepped up his pace to keep up with the large army.

From the perspective of the barrage, there is actually nothing worth mentioning about this celebration banquet.

Due to cultural differences, Sharlayan was not interested in the custom of indiscriminate drinking at Dark Iron dwarf banquets.

The drunken dwarves were shouting and dancing wildly in the banquet hall. It was more like a folk bonfire party with no status difference than a royal banquet.

Regardless of whether they are Dark Iron, Wildhammer or Bronzebeard, the dwarves of the three tribes all have one common characteristic - they are addicted to alcohol.

It was obvious that the high elves who were forced into the banquet by the Dark Iron Dwarves were not used to it, but this was someone else's home court after all, and they could only do as they pleased.

Daglan Thaurissan, whose face was red from drinking, never mentioned the follow-up matters of the cooperation at the banquet, and kept dragging Sarlayan to drink.

According to Moira's private information, dwarves like to make friends with foreigners who drink a lot. People who drink too much will be looked down upon in dwarven society.

Due to personal habits, Sarlayan never drinks alcohol, but this does not mean that his drinking capacity is poor.

With the vitality of the red dragon bloodline, even if he only relied on the hangover function of his liver, Sarlayan was confident that he would drink everyone present, including fellow dragons including Stella Gosa.

After all, as a magical dragon, the Blue Dragon is indeed at the bottom of the five dragon clans in terms of physical fitness alone.

After a banquet that seemed messy to Sarlayan, there were only a few people left standing. Sarlayan, who was holding the wine barrel in his hand, was still clear-headed and did not feel the slightest bit drunk.

The drunken Moira stumbled a little, and with difficulty she lifted up Daglan, who had fallen asleep on the seat, and said hello to Sarlayan with a wry smile.

"Marquis Shenying has a great capacity for drinking, which puts me to shame."

"Please rest for one night in Shadowforge City. Tomorrow morning, after Daglan wakes up, we will discuss further cooperation matters in detail."

Sarlayan nodded calmly: "No problem, I wish you all a good dream."

There is a saying that the feeling of being hungover is very uncomfortable. If these crazy drunken dwarves are allowed to stay hungover until dawn, they will definitely have a splitting headache when they wake up tomorrow.

Sarlayan will not begrudge the help with a little effort. He transforms the life force in his body into the green dragon mode and sprinkles the green energy powder with his hand.

As the managers of the dream world, even without the blessing of the special sub-plane of the Emerald Dream, the green dragon clan can easily intervene in the dreams of mortals and modify their dreams or nightmares at will.

Sarlayan did not have the time to adjust the dreams of the thousands of dwarves and high elves present one by one.

He used a tricky method to connect the dreams of everyone present, allowing them to artificially enter a deep sleep state and eliminate the mental pain after a hangover to the greatest extent.

Thanks to Sharlayan's help in blocking the wine, Stellagosa was still in a good state. Although her face was inevitably dotted with a rosy blush, at least she was still mentally alert.

There is no way, Stellagosa is still shouldering the responsibility of being a teleportation beacon. If she accidentally drinks the fragment, the mages who are preparing a large teleportation gate in Silvermoon City will definitely go crazy on the spot.

The offline teleportation beacon will cause all their preparations to come to nothing and they will have to start from scratch.

"Huh~"

After returning to the room Moira had prepared for Sharlayan, Stellagosa and other senior officials, Sharlayan sat on a hard chair and took a breath.

It has to be said that in terms of quality of life, there is a big gap between the Dark Iron Kingdom and Quel'Thalas. They have not even introduced soft seats like sofas that have long been popular in the Eastern Kingdom.

Rubbing his eyebrows to get away from the noisy banquet atmosphere, Sarlayan straightened his face and asked the distracted little star: "How are Valeela and Oni doing? Have they sneaked into the Blackstone Tower?

"

Due to the need to maintain contact with Quel'Thalas at all times, Stellagosa had to be distracted and her reaction speed was much slower than usual.

"Huh? Oh... Valeela and the others."

After adjusting her thoughts, Stellagosa located the locations of Valeera and Onyxia through the soul links connected to each other.

"Well, they have entered the Blackstone Tower guarded by the Blackstone Orcs and are moving to the upper area."

Blackstone Tower is divided into upper and lower floors. The lower floor is mainly inhabited by Blackstone Orcs and those forest trolls and ogres who are still willing to follow the tribe.

The upper level of Blackstone Tower is the territory of the black dragon, and only a handful of senior members of the Blackstone Clan are eligible to settle there, including Red Blackhand and his brother Maim Blackhand, who claim to be the chiefs of the orthodox tribe.

According to the latest information sent back by Valeela, the "black dragons" who live in the upper floors of the Blackstone Tower are actually not real dragons, but black dragons who are responsible for taking care of the dragon eggs and guarding the entrance to the dragon lair.

Valeera and Onyxia have found the entrance to the Black Dragon's true core area, Blackwing Lair.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, they did not rush in, but walked around the entire upper level of Blackrock Tower first.

The dragonmen in the upper levels of Blackrock Spire are led by a high-ranking dragon general named Drakisas, who is directly responsible to the black dragon prince Nefarian.

In this infiltration operation, Valeera still used her past experience and used her superb stealth skills to reach the central area of ​​​​the upper level of Blackrock Tower.

Onyxia used a trick. She used shadow spells to turn herself into a black shadow, attached to Valeera's shadow.

As long as Valeera is not exposed, Onyxia will not be discovered.

The two people in the soul link channel do not need to communicate through words. Onyxia, who has eyesight and is familiar with the habits of the black dragon family, leads the way. Valeera's infiltration progress is much faster than acting alone.

By eavesdropping on General Drakisas's routine remote report to Nefarian, Valeela and the others learned about an important term.

Colorful dragon experiment.

Sarlayan was no stranger to the name Colorful Dragon, and Danmaku had already told him about Nefarian's research project.

The so-called colorful dragons are genetically modified products that possess the abilities of the five giant dragons at the same time. They can freely switch to the most suitable ability according to the actual battle situation.

From a certain perspective, Sharlayan is the first mature colorful dragon individual in the history of Azeroth, but Inas does not use this name to define his life form.

To be fair, Nefarian is indeed quite talented in genetic modification, and his colorful dragon experiment has achieved certain results.

But even Nefarian's most proud work at this stage is still far from the perfect colorful dragon he imagined.

As Sarlayan's confidante, Valeera and Onyxia have some knowledge of Sarlayan's secrets.

If Nefarian, who was bent on developing mature and colorful dragons, knew that Sarlayan was such a special existence, Onyxia dared to pat her chest and affirmed that he would definitely find ways to capture Sarlayan and slice it up for study.

When she first learned about the colorful dragon experiment, Valeera was worried that Nefarian was deliberately setting up a trap to capture Sharlayan.

But through the content of General Drakisas's subsequent report, she and Onyxia denied this speculation.

Stellagosa, who was multitasking, had a somewhat vacant look in her eyes, and told Sarlayan the information sent back by Valeela in a business-like manner.

"Someone asked Nefarian to abandon the colorful dragon experiment and instead study a more radical and twisted mutant dragon race."

"Twilight Dragon."

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