Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 376 - 47: The Future of Baichuan City

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The Azure Dragon’s body was even more massive than that of the Flood Dragon.

In the moment when the thunder roared down, the Flood Dragon finally couldn’t maintain its human form.

Transforming into a dragon, the scales that Song Que had stripped regrew once more, only to be shaken off again by the terrifying attacks of the Azure Dragon.

["Why is there a member of the Azure Dragon Clan here?"] the Flood Dragon said in panic.

["Turns out it’s just a little snake that has evolved halfway."]

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Tang Feiji’s voice was one of disdain, as if it came from his nostrils.

The twenty-eight constellations, the seven of the eastern region – Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, and Basket – resembled the shape of a dragon and collectively were called the Azure Dragon.

In the Flood Dragon’s view, the Azure Dragon Clan was royalty among dragons.

Although they served the Court of All Beasts, the Ashen Dragon and the Flood Dragon never got along.

The Ashen Dragon looked down on the snake-like dragon bodies, while the Flood Dragon disliked the lizard-like physique of the Ashen Dragon.

Its most perfect direction for evolution was to become an Azure Dragon.

But the Azure Dragons originally existed in the southern world’s oceans and had disappeared, along with the Eden Tribe, during the battles of Ragnarok.

It could not imagine why a tremendous Azure Dragon would suddenly appear in a sinkhole of the northern world!

At the same time, Tang Xian shouted:

"Yuan Wu, intercept Song Que."

Red light flashed in Yuan Wu’s eyes.

In the seconds before Song Que was about to fall into the stinking depths, the lowest layers of the rock paths twisted and coiled as if they were alive, like a giant serpent.

Just like the magic carpet that always managed to catch Aladdin in mid-fall.

Song Que was supported by these rock paths that seemed to have softened.

Tang Xian’s figure also followed closely behind, landing on the ground.

Overwhelmed by fatigue and having pushed his life to the limit, Song Que had passed out.

Tang Xian checked for Song Que’s breath, ensuring he was still alive.

His skin was as red as if it had been coated with a layer of blood.

Even just approaching this person, one could feel a temperature far exceeding the limits the human body could endure.

"He’s still alive. So strong... apart from you, I never thought there could be such a powerful human," Yuan Wu landed on the rock path as well.

As a quasi-sss class entity of the evolution zone, Yuan Wu did not believe he could handle a Heaven-sent calamity of the Dragon Clan on his own for so long either.

Tang Xian nodded.

He did not watch the duel between the two dragons.

Although the entire process took place in darkness, Tang Xian could not see the bottom of the deep pit.

But he had a sense of smell.

With an extreme sense of smell, Tang Xian inferred the battle occurring at the bottom of the pit.

As more and more scents appeared in his olfactory senses, and as the stench grew stronger, a possibility suddenly occurred to Tang Xian.

How could there be so many humans in such a dark and deep place?

The portal was clearly at the top of the sinkhole, so why would humans appear at the bottom?

Why was Song Que here? He seemed to be seriously injured, his life even in danger.

Based on the feedback from his sense of smell, Tang Xian thought again of the task he had once entrusted to Song Que –

to investigate which fortress in this world had the most miserable people at the bottom.

The purpose of this task was to liberate the people at the bottom and send them to Baichuan City to settle down, to see the rise of urban civilization.

While this request was certainly not uttered casually, nor was it a matter of urgent priority,

he truly hadn’t anticipated that his words would cause such a massive change to Song Que’s fate.

Leading this man through mountains and waters to the darkest place in this world.

Without the need to witness the scenes with his eyes, Tang Xian’s keen sense of smell still constructed an accurate outline.

When the thunder roared, he saw Song Que exert his last bit of strength to charge at the Flood Dragon, and everything became clear.

He watched as the darkness dissipated, revealing the pale yet unyielding faces on the rock path.

And he watched Song Que, riddled with injuries, fall into the deep pit with satisfaction.

Despite never having met these people, and never having the idea of being a hero, Tang Xian was already aware of the cruelty of human nature, as well as that of beasts in this world.

But in this moment, he felt an unprecedented anger. An anger that was like the resentment of tens of thousands of dead souls under the deep pit, congested in his chest.

A hero is someone who can break through adversity.

Song Que, with the power of one man, halted a Heaven-sent calamity-level boss of the Dragon Clan.

Even Tang Xian, who had slaughtered Calamity-level bosses, was stunned by Song Que’s performance today.

"If there’s someone in the worlds connected to the Pyramid who is truly worthy of the title of hero, that person could only be you."

Gently lifting Song Que, Tang Xian looked up to see the two dragons battling fiercely in the sky.

It was far from a fair fight, almost a one-sided crushing by Tang Feiji.

Whether it was speed, strength, or control of the elements, the Azure Dragon displayed overwhelming power.

The Flood Dragon tried to resist, attempting to gather rain clouds and storms.

But the elemental power it gathered was instantly turned into nothingness by Tang Feiji’s Dragon Tongue.

There were no inherent weaknesses between dragons, but it was like a teacher facing a student still in the early stages.

In the eyes of Tang Feiji, all of the Flood Dragon’s tactics were laughable.

Song Que ultimately won.

Because he was alive when Tang Xian arrived.

And the moment Tang Xian arrived, there was no longer any suspense in this protracted battle.

["Spare me, great Azure Dragon!"]

Facing its own evolved kind, the Flood Dragon naturally took on a different attitude.

Tang Xian, after all, was different from Song Que; even in his anger, he was still calculating how to extract the greatest value from this Flood Dragon.

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