Hearing Zarrick refute himself in this way, Fenal was taken aback for a moment, and then didn't say anything more.

He and Zarrick's understanding are destined to be impossible to walk on the same path.

"I have my opinion, you have your persistence, we are doomed to be unable to convince anyone." Feinal said.

Then he turned his attention to the 'mixer' he had researched, and in Fennal's view, this was his highest achievement in the future.

Just like how I researched the secret medicine that can quickly improve the strength of the horned demons, as long as the 'mixer' can succeed, it can change the status quo of the horned demon soldiers on the battlefield.

It has always been the natural weakness of the Horned Demon in melee combat, and having the "Mixer" can definitely erase the disadvantage brought about by this aspect.

Thinking like this, Fenar secretly reached out and pressed a button hidden in his pocket.

The solution in the 'Mixer' container was then silently replaced along with and sealed.

As stated earlier, the 'Mixer' is incomplete, most notably incapable of communication and equally incapable of intelligence.

Due to the mixture of various night-gaunt features, what drives this abnormally deformed body is actually the natural fighting instinct of night-gaunt.

This is something engraved in the bones of Night Dire, and it is accompanied by Night Dire from birth to death.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than [-]% of night-gaunts, regardless of their race, died because of their fighting instinct, and only a very small number of them died.

So the solution to seal the 'mixture' is actually something specially used to suppress the other party's physical activity.

Now they have been replaced with another one, and this other solvent is essentially a stimulant, even if it acts on ordinary night-gaunts, it is still effective.

Not to mention a 'hybrid' that only retains instincts, the fighting instinct contained in its body will be further amplified.

In less than five seconds after the solution was replaced, the 'mixer' in the container woke up.

The moment it opened its eyes, it immediately wanted to attack Fenar who was closest to him.

It's just that in the face of a special container, its fist is not enough to crush it.

After all, this is Fenal's special container for storing all kinds of precious materials. If it can be destroyed at will, all the materials he has collected all along will be exhausted.

"As you can see, Zarrick." Looking at the 'hybrid body' that was constantly beating in the container, Fenar said leisurely: "For its research, I have worked so hard that I have no time to find that 'Wang Chen' .”

"Until I receive the real news, I won't believe any of your words." Zarrick, who saw the 'mixer' in front of him, was somewhat convinced, but still refused to back down.

And it was this tough attitude that reassured Feiner the more, because with his round of suspicions cleared, Zarrick would not come to trouble him again in a short time.

At that time, he can continue to complete the deal with Rhodes, so as to get more Yan Feichen's blood to perfect the research of 'mixer'.

While the two were talking, the 'mixer' inside the container suddenly started to emit black smoke all over his body, which was exactly the same as that of the scavengers.

But in the end, he could only change his appearance, and he couldn't really turn himself into smoke like a scavenger to invade the opponent's body along the enemy's wound to complete the kill.

But to be able to show special characteristics, it shows that Fenal's research has really reached a very deep level, maybe it is true as he said, as long as Yan Feichen is handed over to him, then he can really complete the research.

"It's not an option to go on like this, Zarick." Fenal frowned deliberately: "If this goes on, my container will be damaged."

"As I said before, it is still a semi-finished product, so I can't order it. I don't know how much strength it has. Now that it has recovered, it is not easy to keep it calm. things, so..."

Fenal didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning he expressed was already very obvious, he wanted Zarick to kill the 'Mixer'.

This kind of thinking naturally greeted Zarrick with a cold snort. He is not a fool, so he can naturally see what Finner is planning.

Before he could speak, Fenar made his own decision and opened the container.

Losing the shackles of the container, the 'Mixer' immediately attacked Fenar, who was closest to him, like a wild horse.

Fenal, who had already been prepared, dodged directly behind Zarrick.

Seeing that his target was lost, the 'Mixer' immediately turned his gaze, and he saw Zarik holding a weapon.

In the same way, he also felt the aura on Zharick's body that was far more powerful than that of Feinar. For it with only instinct, Zharick was the number one threat.

So, he stretched out his hand to Zarrick in front of him.

At this moment, Zarrick felt that the blood flow in his body more than doubled.

He had experienced this feeling before, and that was in the process of fighting a Gorefiend whose strength was similar to his.

Obviously, the 'hybrid body' in front of it once again exhibited its ability.

However, compared to the Gorefiend whose strength was similar to his own, the ability used by the 'mixer' in front of him was nothing more than a young child punching.

Zarrick suppressed the restlessness of the blood without any effort, and then shot an arrow out of the opponent's raised arm.

At the moment when the arrow was about to hit, Zarrick clearly saw carapace-like lines appearing on the opponent's body, which was obviously the ability of other night-dire races.

But even so, Zarrick's arrow still easily shot through the opponent's entire arm.

It has to be said that Zarrick had to admit that he was really surprised by the 'mixer' just because of the abilities shown in front of him.

But at the same time, he also knows how much hidden danger this thing will bring.

If this kind of thing wants to be mass-produced, it will inevitably need more key materials from other races, or directly correspond to the night dire of the race.

This is tantamount to declaring war between the Horned Demon and all night-gaunt races. At that time, Zarick doesn't think that relying on Fenal's 'hybrid' alone will be able to resist the attacks of other races.

"This kind of thing, you'd better destroy it directly."

As Zarick said, he raised his hand for the second time and shot an arrow, completely killing the 'mixer' in front of him.

At the same time, the arrow was easily nailed to the container where the 'mixer' was previously held.

"I will truthfully report what happened today."

As Zarrick said, he put away his weapon and turned to leave. At the same time, the thought that he might be able to live in harmony with Fenal was completely shattered.

I and him can never be fellow travelers, even if they are of the same race and have the same position.

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