Treasured Moonlight

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.

Part-time Boss

At this moment, the Elf Troops in Sunlight Glade were locked in a fierce battle.


Even though Ranger Troops from various places continued to rush to join the battle, and five of the seven Windstrider sisters arrived, increasing the troop count to thirty thousand, this was still nothing compared to the several hundred thousand strong Orc army.


Especially since the Horde's main Legion had entered the fray, the numerical advantage of the Adventurers was completely overshadowed.


Over the course of two days, the Orc army advanced over a hundred kilometers in Sunlight Glade. Right now, the Ranger Corps were being pushed to the very edge of Sunlight Glade, relying on the last direction for defense.


"Hold the line, sisters, do not retreat! Silvermoon City is right behind us."


Sylvanas continuously shot out arrows, her agile and graceful figure darting back and forth through the jungle. The Orcs howled as they swarmed in but couldn't even touch the hem of Sylvanas' cloak.


Chapter 452: The Melee at Sunlight Glade_2