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Part-time Boss

The Princess locked up in the Evil Dragon's home is just like a yacht owned by a tycoon – it's not so much about whether it's used, but that you can't be without one. Ideally, it comes with a few bounty quests; the higher the level, the better. If there's a dragon-slaying quest, even better – that's the kind of prestige we're talking about. If you don't have a Princess in your lair cursing you to hell every day, you'd be too embarrassed to even say hello to other Evil Dragons. What, the King sent Adventurers to gang up on me? Hahaha, I, the grand Level 80 Black Dragon Lord, a world-class BOSS, how could I possibly care about a bunch of Adventurers. What! The Adventurers have already reached outside the dungeon? All of them are maxed-out big shots, and there are two heroes leading the charge! And the leader is a Dragon Slaying Swordsman! I'm done for, now what to do… Heroes and villains, black dragons and mortals, the formidable BOSS of the game world and the insignificant streamer of reality. This is a story about a Black Dragon BOSS player.

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Chapter 76: The Land of Dragon Delight and the Mysterious Voice

This is a portal! Mo Fei thought to himself as he stepped in.

Past the mirror, his vision suddenly brightened. The originally dim lava cave instantly transformed into the summit of a huge mountain peak, with the temperature switching from the scorching depths of the cave to the extreme cold of the snowy mountain peak.

Hao Miao Ru Yan wasn't wrong, the temperature here must be at least forty or fifty degrees below.

Even with the Highlander bloodline, Mo Fei could still feel the bone-chilling cold. Thankfully, he had already changed into the Northwind Knight's armor. If he had been in his bare-armed outfit, he would probably have started losing health by now.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a storm swirled around; being so close to it now, he could clearly hear the sharp howling within the storm, the flashes of lightning, and the distinct sounds of thunder that were heart-shaking.