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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.

Treasured Moonlight · Spiele
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Chapter 269: Chaotic Dreams_3

"Come out, you disobedient child."

Boom! The earth quaked, and just as Mo Fei was about to step out, he suddenly felt someone tugging at the hem of his garment. Lowering his head, he saw a raven-haired girl with long, straight hair, staring at him with a face full of fear.

Onyxia! He recognized her at a glance.

The Onyxia before him looked quite young, but she already bore a hint of the seductive maturity she would have in the future. Yet, the youthful version of her exhibited more of the dark gothic gloom and unease.

"Don't go out there, he'll kill you," Onyxia said calmly, though the fear in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

"Don't be nervous, Onyxia, he won't hurt me. After all, he is our father. Besides, if I don't go out, who knows what he might do..."

Mo Fei—or, should one say, Nefarian—patted his sister's hair and resolutely left his hiding place.

"Father."

In the immense, pitch-black stone hall built of obsidian, sat a man clad in black scale armor, upon a throne.