It was another puzzling word, and Bugla had never been so curious as now.

Because he has already linked the manager with strange behavior to the group of dragons that appeared inexplicably in the void before.

They were a group of strange dragons. Compared with the willful dragons, their behaviors and habits had no bottom line. They had lost the pride that dragons should have, and instead took pride in deception and plunder. They had no specific preferences and talked about "experience"

Incomprehensible words like "BOSS" and "player". Weird dragon names are their standard. It's hard to imagine that some dragons are named after "toilet".

And such a group of dragons are just like strange managers, except that the managers are more stable and more powerful.

"Are you the king of those dragons in the void?"

Bugla did not hide the question in his heart, but asked directly.

For the starry sky beast clan, the extra group of dragons is undoubtedly synonymous with disaster. The only comfort is that the group of dragons are often bribed with treasures or certain items, euphemistically called "missions".

Through the form of tasks, the destructiveness caused by players can be minimized. Of course, the limitations are also very large. The person who issues the tasks must consider who is considered a monster.

"My name is manager, and this is the same as my function, it is just responsible for management."

"Butler's?"

"It's a bit ambiguous, but it's not too different."

After listening to the manager's words, Bugla was silent for a while.

"I originally just guessed that you were connected to those dragons. Now it turns out that you are indeed connected to them, and you hold a lot of weight." Bugla paused and raised his voice slightly.

Where are you from?"

Before the manager could say anything, Bugra then said: "Having guarded this void for so long, the starry sky beast clan has countless fans, but we have never found any trace of you. The powerful clan has not.

The only possibility for any sound is that you are outsiders, not dragons raised by the void."

"I really can't hide it from the starry sky beast clan. We do come from other voids. If you have to explain it clearly, you can understand it as the same space as Silver Dragon King McDonough. Like me, he was once a manager, or an administrator.

, of course you can also call me a researcher, after all, I am engaged in this kind of work."

The manager chuckled and said, although he said so, there was no concealment in his words.

"Silver Dragon King McDonough...?"

Bugela's voice even became a little trembling.

He wasn't intimidated just by McDonough's name.

At the same time, it is also because of the words spoken by managers.

"I was once a manager", this simple sentence means that the manager in front of me may have strength comparable to McDonough.

There are too many variables, causing Bugla to have unnecessary worries.

No one can accept an unknown situation smoothly, especially without knowing the other party's intentions.

"This makes me even more worried." Bugla said calmly: "In the battle of the Dragon King, my power may still be useful, but if it is a higher-level battle, I don't think it will have much effect.

With help. In this case, you dragged me, and I want to know the reason."

The behavior of managers means that there must be a purpose.

Previously, Bugra was sure that he had zero power. Even if he couldn't defeat his opponent, he still had a way to escape.

But now this determination has fallen into hesitation.

"There is indeed a reason, but now is not the time to explain directly. Besides, even if I don't let you follow, will you be willing to leave?" the manager asked with a chuckle.

Mohu's answer obviously did not satisfy Bugela. He did not even know what a "direct explanation" meant, but as the manager said, he was not willing to leave.

He regards "zero" as his faith and protection as his glory. When faced with the collapse of his faith, he wants to prove the answer no matter what, even if the answer requires him to pay the price of his life.

The two talked slowly, but it was painful for Damien who was still persisting.

Dark Red Dragon King Damien Kramer's eyes widened, filled with hysteria.

"Stop talking, I can't hold on any longer!" Yingner said, "I guess that's what he wanted to say."

"How pitiful," Barbara continued.

"Yes." Yingner agreed.

"So, my suggestion is... let the conversation continue for a while." The two said in unison.

We are both lovers of pranks, so to a certain extent we are in tune with each other.

Bugla looked at Barbara, who was still a child of his own race. His bad character made him feel helpless. He shook his head and said, "Although it is no longer the time for a leisurely conversation, there is still a problem."

Damien's eyes became wider and rounder, as if to say, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Since you are not the king of those dragons, then who is?" Bugla asked, ignoring Damien's attitude.

Although Damien's posture was miserable, with his remaining magic power, he could still persist under such abuse for at least hundreds of years or even longer.

"Joel...if I insist," the manager said.

Although Yoel did not directly claim to be king, he brought players together and commanded them through activities and tasks.

"This is really... I understand." Bugela nodded, "I have no doubts, and I will leave it to you."

The manager had no intention of wasting any more. He crushed the "Data Destruction" in his hand. With a crisp sound, a layer of two-dimensional pixel fragments rippled through the space. Then the Dragon God chasing Damien stopped.
Chapter completed!