He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 157 157. The black dragon chief who is good at changing his face: The Dragon Emperor is none other than the Ender Dragon!

Although the Adventurer's Guild and the Magician's Guild appear to be two independent organizations, they are actually both affiliated with the Cult of Dawn.

Apart from the different realm assessments, everything else is basically interchangeable.

For example, exchanging rewards, or the Adventurer Team...

After all, a mature adventurer team cannot consist of only knights or only magicians.

Most importantly, the mission halls are also interconnected.

The two major guilds' task systems also have two different series.

For general tasks, the core rewards are contribution points and adventurer honor points.

These missions are centered in the city itself and are issued by the clergy of the Dawn Cult in the city, or by residents and other ethnic groups in the city.

This type of mission is only available in the city where the branch guild is located.

The difficulty is not high, but of course the rewards are not very good either.

The other type is the general guild mission that all adventurers desire and has been watched by countless people since its launch.

Basically, they are tasks issued by the headquarters of the Hundred Races at the starting point and the Church of Dawn, and are for all adventurers.

Once this type of task is released, it will be logged into the task halls of all adventurer and magician guilds simultaneously.

For everyone in the Dawn Realm to observe and receive.

Generally speaking, the difficulty is very high, but the rewards are naturally irresistible.

For example, the mission that Tori and his team of adventurers are targeting this time.

"Annihilate the small group of demons roaming around the Dawn Territory near the natural chasm, totaling over a hundred undead, seven evil spirits, and five Rakshasa ghosts."

"Adventurer team requirements: There must be a high-level knight or high-level magician. The minimum strength of the team members cannot be lower than that of a junior knight. There must be at least ten people."

"Rewards: Alchemy potions and contribution points, an enchanted longbow and sixty-four arrows, and a high-level elven spell."

Tori calculated quickly in his mind.

There are twelve people in his team, and the lowest level of them is a junior knight.

There is no senior magician, but there is one senior knight, who is a lone ranger from the Tiger Tribe.

The number of demon troops is small, and even if there are evil spirits and rakshasas, they are unlikely to be very strong.

His Holiness the Pope has just defeated the Demon King. Even if the demons have the guts to do so, they dare not come to the starting point to cause trouble.

I guess they are here to lurk around and gather information. There have been quite a few such missions in the past few days.

Due to the need to retain the strength of the Dawn Cult's combat system against the demons, and also to give adventurers some opportunities to hone their skills.

This kind of task is basically handled by the two major guilds.

But Tori didn't care about that.

A senior knight they have, a minimum junior knight they meet.

"This mission! We accepted it!"

Before Tori could express his thoughts, the magician beside him shouted hurriedly.

But the staff member took a look at the elves' contract communication magic card and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, this mission has been taken up by another team of adventurers not long ago."

The magician's face fell and he looked at Tori angrily.

"See! I told you this mission was in high demand! If we were just a little late, we wouldn't have a chance!"

Tori didn't care, but asked curiously:
"Which team received the mission?"

For the two major guilds at present.

The powerful teams are all doing high-difficulty tasks at the starting point to increase their levels, and they will not accept this kind of task.

The quality of adventurer teams from other places varies greatly, and most of them have also received many tasks.

There are not many teams whose members are all junior knights or above, and also have senior knights or senior magicians.

The staff took a look at the information. The adventurer team that received the mission did not request anonymity, so they said decisively:

"A squad of bear men from Debrie City."

Tori suddenly realized and nodded without saying anything.

There are quite a few bearmen in Debri City. In addition to the most elite bearmen warriors who stayed at the starting point, there is indeed a very famous team of bearmen adventurers.

If he remembered correctly, the captain was the third son of the bearman tribe leader, and his strength should be at the peak of senior knights.

Then it's not unfair that this mission was snatched away...

But the magician next to him didn't think so.

He looked at Tori with a sad face and said:
"What should we do? Our team has only done one mission since its establishment. If we don't complete it, we'll be overtaken by Rott's team."

Tori shook his head and looked at the magic box above the mission hall. Before he could say anything, the staff suddenly spoke again:

"You're lucky. A roving demon army has just been discovered in Shenlin City. Seventeen mind flayers are leading over two hundred undead warriors hiding in the canyon."

"The requirements and rewards are the same as that mission. Do you want to take it?"

Hearing this, Tori slammed the adventurer token on the table without saying a word.

"catch!"

The staff member took the adventurer token without hesitation and started to register.

"This mission is quite difficult. After completing it, everyone in your team will become a two-star adventurer."

"The mission has been assigned to your team. Please submit it within seven days. Otherwise, it will be automatically considered abandoned."

"Before setting off, take your equipment and adjust your condition."

Finally, the staff member returned the token to Tori and said softly:
"May the dawn protect you."

"Thank you!"

After a quick thank you, Tori pulled the magician and quickly walked towards the tavern.

The rest of his teammates are over there, and he needs to tell them the good news as soon as possible.

Looking at the backs of Tori and the other person, the staff murmured softly.

"The demons that have been coming to the Dawn Territory to gather intelligence seem to be moving more frequently recently..."

After a long time, the staff shook their heads.

"Forget it. With His Holiness the Pope here, there's no need to worry even if the Demon King comes."

……

at the same time.

In the far west of the Hundred Races Alliance, across mountains and rivers, lies the mysterious and enclosed Dragon Island in the middle of the ocean.

Dragon Island, which had been silent since Roscoedo's return, was accompanied by several roars of giant dragons today.

A group of black dragons flapped their wings and flew from Dragon Island into the sky.

Roscoeldo followed behind a black dragon that was stronger and had a more oppressive aura than him.

Behind the second dragon were dozens of black dragons.

It flapped its wings and flew towards the east at a very fast speed, and the strong wind it brought overturned the clouds in the sky.

Soon they crossed the ocean and arrived at the mainland.

Looking up from the bottom, it looks dark, like a dark cloud passing by.

From time to time, Roskoldo sped up and ran in front of the leading black dragon, then slowly slowed down.

This happened several times, and Roscoe's anxiety was apparent.

If he could teleport, he would want to pull the Black Dragon Chief back with him right now.

He missed the Ender Dragon so much and missed the days when he was protected by the Dawn.

Especially returning to Dragon Island got him involved in the vortex of the Dragon Emperor's dispute.

Every day on Dragon Island was very worrying for Roskoldo.

I thought several times about just leaving Dragon Island behind and moving directly to the starting point.

"Chief, speed up!"

Finally, Roscoe couldn't help but make a request.

But upon hearing this, the already unhappy Black Dragon Chief Vasiti spewed out streams of light from his large nostrils.

"Roskoldo! I don't understand! I just asked you to teach that arrogant Principality of Birka a lesson, why did you become like this!"

"No matter how miraculous the Dawn Cult is, it's just a newly emerged force. Why would the great dragon race personally visit it?"

Roscoeldo opened his mouth, but Vasti didn't give him a chance to explain.

"Stop talking about defeating the devil and resurrecting a miracle! I'm getting calluses from hearing them!"

"Even if these things are true, then..."

Roscoe did not interrupt Vasti, but watched him continue to talk nonsense silently.

Vasti thought about it with his wise head.

Roscoe would not lie about such a thing, and there was no need for him to join forces with outsiders to fool himself.

Besides, even though Dragon Island was caught up in the turmoil of the Dragon King dispute, they also saw the reaction of the Cup of Singing that day.

This kind of thing is likely true. Therefore, His Holiness the Pope is probably truly blessed by God and possesses the power to defeat the Demon King.

Is there really a God in this world?

If he continues to talk nonsense here...

"Chief, why don't you continue?"

Roscoeldo asked faintly, and Vashti coughed dryly.

"Let's put these aside for now. This is a critical period in the Dragon King's struggle, and the Cup of Sorrows has also regained its vitality due to the previous events."

"I'd like to ask you, as an elder of the Black Dragon Clan, why don't you support me in my bid for the Dragon Emperor position?"

"And you have to pull me out at this critical moment!"

"Even if gods really do exist, wouldn't it be more appropriate for me to pay homage to them after I become the Dragon Emperor?"

"We are of the same clan! Roscoeldo, you really disappoint me!"

Roscoeldo looked helplessly at the chattering Vasti.

"Chief, my support won't help you in your fight for the Dragon Emperor position! No one can become the Dragon Emperor without raising the Cup of Singing..."

"Don't tell me these big truths!"

Vasti snorted in annoyance.

"All I want is an attitude! A clear, powerful, and resolute attitude of support!"

"Roscoeldo! I'm so disappointed in you!"

Roscoe laughed bitterly.

"Chief, I've already said that instead of praying for something hopeless, why don't we change our mindset? The Ender Dragon is the mount of His Holiness the Pope."

"Blessed by the gods, if there must be a dragon that can lift the cup of aria, it can only be the Ender Dragon."

"As long as our Black Dragon Clan stands by us early, even if you can't become the Dragon Emperor, you will definitely be able to become the Dragon Emperor's most capable assistant."

"With the power of the Ender Dragon and the blessing of the Dawn, when the demons are suppressed in the future and a glorious epic is left behind, you will surely have a significant part in it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vasti became more and more angry.

"You're such a good fellow! You've only been out for a few days, and you're already thinking about the Ender Dragon! What kind of magic potion did he put into you?"

"Why are you so rude? He's a dragon born outside Dragon Island, and you're willing to nominate him as the Dragon King. Why can't I do the same?"

Roscoe fell silent.

How to answer this?
The Ender Dragon is stronger than all the Dragon Kings in history. It is also the mount of Ian, who is called the Pope but is actually a god.

In terms of strength and background, is he better than you?
If I say this to Vasti, it will probably be another long-winded conversation.

Roscoe could only remain silent and continue leading the way.

I have to say that although this Black Dragon Chief is nagging and complaining, at least he is not a bad-tempered person.

If it were the Red Dragon Chief, he would now be engaged in a full-scale fight with Roskoldo.

But for Roscoe, Vasti might as well fight him.

During the four-day journey to the starting point, Vasti's complaints never stopped.

She kept talking incessantly, like a resentful woman who had been abandoned.

Even when he flew to a position where the starting point was clearly visible, Vashti's resentment became even stronger.

"That's it, right?"

Vasti stared at the magnificent city with his eyes wide open, gnashing his teeth and saying:
"I want to see what the Ender Dragon has done to make you so obsessed that you even forget about me, the clan leader!"

Roscoe sighed and said helplessly:
"Chief, please be sure to respect His Holiness the Pope and the Ender Dragon."

"Humph!"

Vasti raised his head arrogantly.

"His Holiness the Pope defeated the Demon King. I should respect him. Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

"But the Ender Dragon... Humph! Does he have any achievements comparable to His Holiness the Pope? Did he also defeat the Demon King?"

"Just because he's the Pope's mount, why do you think he can be the Dragon King?"

"I don't admit it!"

Roscoe caught a glimpse of a black speck passing by the horizon, chuckled, and asked curiously:
"Then what are you going to do?"

"Of course, we'll compete in the noble dragon way!"

Vasti snorted in annoyance.

"Fight me! I want to see if he's worthy of your praise!"

"Why can he become the Dragon King when he hasn't even seen the Cup of Singing? I don't..."

Before he could finish his words, a violent gust of wind whistled past him.

Vasti and many other black dragons were a little dizzy from the wind.

When he reacted, his eyes subconsciously focused on the small black dot that was flying towards the starting point.

The throbbing of the dragon blood resounded like thunder at this moment.

Vasti was bewildered.

The moment he looked at the black shadow, every drop of his dragon blood expressed his submission.

In this situation, he would either be facing the Dragon Emperor, or the opponent would be so strong that he could easily crush him to death, and his bloodline would be more noble than his...

But the Dragon Emperor has not been born yet, so there is only one possibility.

Dragon Blood's feedback cannot be wrong.

"That is……"

After a long silence, Vasi looked at Roskoldo dimly.

The latter suppressed his smile and said calmly:
"That's the Ender Dragon Lord."

"He is the Ender Dragon... Great Lord?"

Vasti muttered something haltingly, his teeth trembling unconsciously.

"Yes, the Ender Dragon looks like he just came back."

Roscoeldo smiled as he looked at Vasi who suddenly became unconfident and weak.

"Chief, didn't you say you wanted to fight the Ender Dragon?"

"fart!!!"

In an instant, Vasti's voice became sharp and high-pitched.

"What nonsense! My Black Dragon Clan is the most polite and respectful of the elders among the dragon clan! Roskoldo, don't insult my noble Black Dragon bloodline!"

Have a fight?
What if he, Vashti, has no brains?
Although I haven't officially met the Ender Dragon, but...

From the throbbing and submission of his blood just now, Vashti could tell with his toes.

In this fight, the odds between him and the Ender Dragon were 30:70.

He had to die seven times within three moves.

grandma's!
This guy Roscoe is really not bragging at all!
This Ender Dragon is really scary...

Vasti swallowed his saliva and cursed Roscoe in his heart for doing bad things.

Roscoe rolled his eyes and pretended to be puzzled.
"Chief, didn't you say that the Ender Dragon, a mere dragon from the Dragon Clan stranded outside Dragon Island, is unworthy of being the Dragon King? Only you, with your brilliant achievements in commanding the Black Dragon Clan, are qualified to hold the Cup of Singing?"

Vashti's face froze, and he glanced at the Ender Dragon that turned back not far away.

Feeling the supreme dragon power was enough to make him feel weak all over and immediately kneel down in submission.

Vasti roared in his heart.

How did Roscoe become such a bastard after going out?
Isn't it harming him to say that?
"Chief? The Great Ender Dragon is here. You can compete with him to see who is more suitable to be the Dragon King."

Roscoeldo reminded Vasti at the right time.

At this time, the Ender Dragon had already flown to his side.

The sight of that huge figure made Vasti's wings go limp.

damned!
Why is this dragon so big?
Compared to him, the previous Dragon Emperor was already a minor!
"Clan leader?"

Roscoldo hasn't stopped doing bad things.

"presumptuous!"

Vasti roared, glaring at Roskoldo with a righteous look on his face.

"How can you be so rude in front of our great Dragon Emperor? Roskordo, you are so disrespectful!"

After saying that, Vashti looked up at the Ender Dragon with a well-behaved and sensible look on his face.

"The throne of our Dragon King was born for the Ender Dragon!"

“…Didn’t you say before…”

Before he finished speaking, Vasiti stuffed a wing into Roskoldo's mouth and looked at the Ender Dragon with an earnest expression.

"Great Lord Ender Dragon, I have come all this way to welcome you back to the throne and command the dragon clan!"

"The long-vacant throne is waiting for a wise and powerful emperor like you to inherit it!"

(End of this chapter)