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

Erebus (Frost Dragon): "This is... the burial ground of Galakrond..."


Gul'dan used soul magic to search through Erebus's memories and was greatly astonished.


Primordial Dragon King Galakrond? It sounds formidable. If he could be resurrected, that would be impressive.


He could hardly wait and walked to the foot of Wyrmrest Temple, fiercely thrusting Frostmourne into the ground; his sensory abilities spread continuously around, sensing the Power of Death beneath the permafrost.


What? How huge is it! Gul'dan felt the enormous carcass deeply buried in the cold frozen soil, its size possibly exceeding a kilometer.


Even the size of Deathwing from the past pales in comparison to what lay buried beneath.


Gul'dan was shocked, delighted, yet conflicted.


Shocked that such an enormous creature existed in this world. It seems Azeroth truly hides many secrets compared to Draenor.


Chapter 514: The Orcs of Northrend_3