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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 216: The Battle of the Corporate Slave

Hellscream had another dream, He dreamed that he had returned to Draenor, leading the army of the Warsong Clan and sweeping through the Draenei villages. Wielding Gorehowl, he roared as he chopped one Draenei warrior after another to the ground with delight and excitement.

"For the Horde! Kill!" Hellscream bellowed as he charged into the village. A young Draenei appeared before him, and Hellscream, without hesitation, brought his axe down upon him.

But in the blink of an eye, that Draenei turned into the little Tauren he had seen during the day.

Hellscream stared at the fallen little Tauren, stunned in place. He looked around in a daze; it was not a Draenei village that surrounded him, but a Tauren one, yet it also seemed like his village in Nagrand. The scenery around him blurred, and a wave of fear rose in Hellscream's heart.

The little Tauren on the ground turned into a small Orc child, back turned to him. An inexplicable feeling rose in his heart; it was his son.