Hero

[Holy shit, Dragon Bro, that fire breath was satisfying.]

[This is killing a thousand enemies at the cost of three thousand of our own.]

[Dragon Bro, what kind of big boss are you? You have zero regard for your underlings. You're a tyrant! What a waste of so many loyal, brave soldiers.]

The comments drifted past from time to time, but Murphys did not care at all about the casualties among these monster servants. They were free subordinates—why worry so much about them?

Qingfeng Lanhuai, however, was watching in a furious panic.

"Damn it, this guy is using the mobs to trade for our heads! You Elementalists, stop worrying about the mobs and get the shield up!"

"Got it!" An Elementalist blasted several Goblins surrounding him away with a storm force field, then activated the Flame Protection Barrier again. Several Rangers stood around him to keep the mobs from interfering.

But while they could block the mobs, they could not block the boss.

When the Black Dragon swooped down again, it did not breathe dragonfire. Instead, it abruptly dropped lower, stretched out a claw, seized the Elementalist's upper body, and carried him into the sky.

The Elementalist had not even had time to react before he was already high in the air, screaming in terror.

"Ahhh! No! Put me down! Put me down!"

Murphys (Black Dragon Lord): "You want me to put you down? Fine. As you wish."

Murphys loosened his claws, and the man immediately fell screaming from hundreds of meters in the air. With a splat, he was smashed into a pile of flesh.

The chaotic formation made it impossible for the adventurers to organize effective anti-air fire, while Murphys could freely come and go as he attacked his targets.

As Murphys picked off the Elementalists maintaining the barriers one after another, the remaining adventurers finally collapsed completely. They scattered and fled in all directions, but with the monster servants and Black Dragon hatchlings pursuing them, most were doomed to die.

Murphys did not join the pursuit. He hovered in midair with his wings beating, observing the battlefield around him.

Something wasn't right. Mo Fei thought to himself. The appearance of these adventurers felt inexplicable. The past few months had already proven that numbers alone could not defeat him, so why had these people still come here to die?

Was it merely greed for equipment? Something still felt off.

He simply used a Message Spell to send a message to the subordinate guarding the dragon nest.

"Varek, go check whether there are any 'rats' approaching the nest."

"Yes, Lord Murphys."

A Black Dragon hatchling stationed in the instance crawled out from the dragon nest and slowly circled the mountain peak.

Dragon hatchlings were not particularly intelligent—only a little smarter than huskies, roughly on the level of border collies. But since they belonged to Dragonkind, they could communicate directly with him. They were still quite useful for carrying out tasks that were not too complicated.

At that moment, the Black Dragon hatchling carefully searched for intruders, but all it saw was empty wilderness and charred black rocks.

Once the Black Dragon hatchling had flown farther away, a huge boulder beneath the hillside suddenly vanished, revealing a group of adventurers.

Every one of them was a high-level adventurer above level 50.

The leader had a golden crown icon above his head. He was actually a Gold-tier Hero player named Dawn Divine Sword. He carried a two-meter greatsword on his back and wore a horned helmet, but no armor. Instead, he exposed a muscular body like that of a bodybuilder, making him look every bit like a protagonist.

His entire body radiated an aura that said, "I'm strong" and "I'm the protagonist."

Another Hero player stood beside him, dressed in black robes and wearing a tall pointed hat. His face was covered by a veil, revealing only his eyes. He looked extremely low-key, yet the golden crown icon above his head still gave away his identity—another Gold-tier Hero player, named Midnight Arcane God.

He was the one who had cast the Phantom Technique earlier.

(Hero rank classifications—Bronze Tier, Silver Tier, Gold Tier, Epic Tier, Legendary Tier.)

Watching the Black Dragon hatchling fly over the mountaintop, Midnight Arcane God chuckled. "Tsk, tsk. This Murphys is really cautious. Things are so lively over there, yet he still remembers to send his underlings out on patrol."

Dawn Divine Sword nodded. "Qingfeng Lanhuai's side won't hold out much longer. That Black Dragon is even more terrifying than we imagined. We need to pick up the pace and reach our destination before the battle ends."

As he spoke, he gestured to the adventurers behind him, and the party began moving again.

Every few minutes, the Black Dragon hatchling would fly over to scout the area, but under the cover of a high-level Phantom Technique, they easily avoided detection every time.

Fifteen minutes later, the party finally arrived at the foot of Dragonfire Peak.

Dawn Divine Sword looked at the instance entrance above them and nodded. "This is the place.

According to the intelligence I gathered, the Black Dragon Murphys has invested all his talent points into dragon breath and flight-related abilities. We have no chance of winning in an open-field battle. Even if we win, we won't be able to keep him there. But as long as we trap him inside the instance, we can definitely take him down.

But this Black Dragon is extremely cunning. The moment things go wrong, he will immediately run, so we only have one chance! Everyone log off. The Black Dragon ends his stream at midnight. We'll gather at three in the morning, and once everyone is here, we'll enter the instance immediately. Log off, everyone!"

In an instant, dozens of people vanished from where they stood.

At that moment, the battle on the Dark Plains was nearing its end. The invading army of adventurers had nearly been wiped out, leaving only that Elven Ranger and several companions struggling to hold on. He had already abandoned his bow and switched to two scimitars, which flashed up and down as he moved. An Ogre was cut down in an instant.

Ranger was one of the flashiest classes, not to mention a Hero. When he fought, it was practically like watching a martial arts movie.

But no matter how flashy he was, he could not withstand being ganged up on by hundreds of mobs.

Just as his stamina was about to run out, the monsters suddenly retreated to the side. A massive beast descended from the sky and crashed down in front of the Elven Ranger.

The Black Dragon looked arrogantly at the blood-covered Elven Ranger. "Tell me, insignificant Elf, what drove you to defy my dragon might and trespass into my territory? Answer truthfully, and I will grant you a dignified death."

At the same time, he sent a private message.

Hey, brother, give me a straight answer. Why did you come to the Dark Plains to die? Tell me honestly, and I can send back whatever equipment you drop afterward.

The Elven Ranger glared at the Black Dragon. "You evil monster, you vile beast, everyone has the right to kill you! For justice and glory, for the Alliance's victory, even if I die, I will never submit!"

I miscalculated. I thought we could pile up enough people to kill you. Fine, I admit defeat today. But don't get too cocky. Before leaving, I bought a buff at the Goddess of Luck's temple. My equipment won't drop that easily.

The Black Dragon snorted coldly. "Stubborn fool. Your hypocritical slogans mean nothing to me. Since you are so determined, then as you wish."

Brother, since you put it that way, there's nothing left for us to say. Have a safe trip. No need for a send-off.

A blast of dragon breath swept over him. The Elf screamed as he burned into charcoal, and when the wind blew, he scattered directly into ash. Sure enough, he did not drop a single thing.

With Qingfeng Lanhuai's death, the battle was declared over. The Black Dragon looked around. The monster servants all lowered their heads and prostrated themselves. Adventurers' corpses covered the wilderness, while the equipment, items, and supplies they had dropped lay scattered everywhere. Dragonfire burned all around—a truly tragic scene.

At that moment, in a dim room, Qingfeng Lanhuai removed his gaming helmet and let out a long sigh. He had not expected to fail after all. Although he had been mentally prepared, he had still held a little hope when they set out. What if they had managed to kill that Black Dragon outright? Now that his entire force had been wiped out, he could not help feeling discouraged.

Just then, his phone suddenly chimed. He picked it up and took a look.

[Transfer Notification: Your friend Qin xx has initiated a transfer to you. Transfer amount: .]

Seeing that string of zeroes, Qingfeng Lanhuai immediately whistled excitedly. Bringing an entire guild here as cannon fodder had not been a loss after all. This deal had been worth it—he had completed his mission. He only hoped they would not screw it up when the time came.

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