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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 209: Bronze Dragon Observer

Mo Fei was shocked; it was a Bronze Dragon!

The next second, that stagnating feeling vanished instantly.

This all happened in just a few seconds. As everyone watched the Bronze Dragon fly toward the sky, they were stunned, followed by delayed long-range attacks.

Morgan Lisha fired a Flame Explosion Spell.

Sieglet shot a Night Comet into the sky.

The Night Archmage, a barrage of unrelenting warfare, as well as those Archers and Crossbowmen—their magic and arrows showered the sky like raindrops. However, a few seconds were enough for the Bronze Dragon to fly beyond the range of their anti-air firepower.

Seeing the easy prey slip away, everyone cursed loudly.

Only Mo Fei, without any hesitation, activated his ultimate move—Thundercloud Transformation!

The next second, a dazzling lightning bolt shot into the heavens.

In the sky, Hell Scream, being carried away from the battlefield, was not grateful at all, "Let go of me, you monster."