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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.

Treasured Moonlight · Jogos
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Chapter 344: The Horde's War Mobilization_2

Orgrim had barely entered the camp when Ner'zhul immediately came to greet him.

"How goes it, Ner'zhul? How is your communication with the Elementals of this world proceeding?"

"Very smoothly, Warchief. Everything is going according to plan. Please, follow me."

The two walked one behind the other deeper into the camp, where Orgrim witnessed an astonishing sight: the earth was torn asunder, a massive rift appearing before him.

Lava surged from the rift, forming a molten pathway leading to an unknown world.

"This is—an Elemental Rift. I've rallied the High Shaman of the Flame Council and opened a portal to the Fire Elemental Plane. Now these Fire Elemental creatures will join us incessantly, becoming a powerful arm of the Horde. Look, Warchief, this is the power of the Elementals!"

Fire Elementals, Pyromancers, Lava Hounds, Lava Surge creatures...

Groups of them poured out of the molten portal, like an army made of flames.