Part-time BOSS

Murphy was dreaming again.

In the dream, he seemed to be back when he was a child, emerging from the egg shell and observing the world around him in confusion.

In front of him was a towering giant tower. He was located in the incubation room at the top of the tower, surrounded by dragon guards and more dragon eggs. Everything was so novel.

Then, a huge red dragon with dazzling light appeared in front of him.

The towering figure was as huge as a mountain, but his eyes were so kind and gentle.

Alexstrasza (Red Dragon Queen): "My child Atres, I will bless you with the power of life. May you always be healthy and protected from death."

Warm life force surrounded him, and Mo Fei could feel his body thrive under the nourishment of that life energy. Waves of strong life force surged through his body. The rich feeling made him excited.

Murphy looked at the red dragon queen in front of him, his heart full of admiration. With a click, another dragon egg on the side opened by itself. Alexstrasza turned to take care of the other young dragons. Murphy couldn't help but feel Feeling anxious, he was about to go up and say something, when suddenly something changed in front of his eyes. The towering giant tower disappeared, replaced by a dense and lush forest, and a female green dragon.

Ysera, Queen of the Green Dragon, exuded a dreamy and ethereal temperament, and her green eyes stared at him indifferently and calmly.

Ysera (Green Dragon Queen): "Demsekar, my loyal guard, I am about to enter the Emerald Dream to expel the evil nightmare that invades there. During my absence, you must protect my forest. .”

Murphy blurted out almost helplessly, "My queen, I swear on my life that I will never let down the trust you gave me. I will definitely protect this forest..." He stared at Ysela's green eyes, As he said this, the flickering green light gradually obscured his vision, and the picture in front of him changed again.

Before Murphy had time to react, he found himself standing in a wasteland with a huge red dragon in front of him.

"Rex, come on, aren't you very powerful? Don't you want to be a warrior of the Red Dragon Legion? Then use all your strength to attack me."

"Lord Valastraz, I won't lose to you, ah!"

Murphy rushed towards the huge red dragon in front of him like a wild beast, which was several times his size. He was then swept over by a dragon tail sweep and fell heavily to the ground.

boom! Murphy struggled to get up, but a shadow appeared in front of him.

"You're too young Rex, give up." A dragon claw fell on his head, but Murphy suddenly raised his hand, and a huge dragon claw directly supported the opponent's attack.

Valastaz showed a look of surprise and admiration, "I have to say, you really impressed me."

Murphy felt a burst of excitement and pride, and the next second, another dragon claw lay on his face...

"Varastaz, my faithful companion, you performed well tonight."

It was the voice of the Red Dragon Queen again, but this time, the voice had a different kind of throbbing.

Valastaz? Are you talking about me? Murphy was stunned for a while. He tried to adjust his sight. When he turned his head, he saw the Red Dragon Queen lying next to him. Murphy felt something was wrong. Am I Valastaz? No, I should be Rex, no, no, what Rex, I am - Demsekar? Atres?

Murphy's consciousness was confused. He tried to figure out what happened. No, these are not me. What happened just now - yes, I was dreaming!

Murphy suddenly reacted. In the dream, his mind was not completely clear, but he could still make basic judgments. The constant switching of scenes and memories made him gradually aware of the strangeness around him.

Combined with the previous changes in scenes and changes in identity, he suddenly woke up.

It was the memories of the six dragons that he devoured, intertwined together.

He unexpectedly regained his self-awareness in the dream.

"What's wrong, Valastaz?" The Red Dragon Queen's voice sounded again.

He felt a warm body hugging him, and Murphy felt a surge of excitement, but also a little weird. The excitement undoubtedly came from the remaining memories of Valastaz, but for the dragons - although the human forms are sexier than the other, Alexstrasza, in particular, was simply tempting, but thinking that the person holding him now was a giant dragon over a hundred meters long, it was difficult for Murphy to get into the act.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired." He tried to hide the strangeness in his heart.

But the other party still found out.

"This is not what you said, I just used the power of life to strengthen you..." The Red Dragon Queen stared at him, her eyes suddenly became sharp, "You are not Valastaz, who are you? ?”

Murphy was stunned for a moment. Hey, Alexstrasza could actually see something strange about him? Isn't this a dream? How does she know I'm not hers?

As soon as this idea came up, the gentle female dragon face of the Red Dragon Queen suddenly turned ferocious. Mo Fei subconsciously wanted to retreat. The next second -

"Harlin, what are you waiting for? The ceremony is about to begin."

Murphy was shocked to find that the scene in front of him changed again, and the Red Dragon Queen disappeared.

A cute blue baby dragon appeared in front of her, looking at him curiously. Behind her, there was a towering giant tower made of blue crystalline rock. The arcane energy gathered into the naked eye in the sky. Visible torrent.

It's the Demonic Nexus!

Murphy immediately realized where this place was. The Demonic Nexus was the holy land of the Blue Dragon Clan, where the Demonic Network of the Sky World converged.

It can be said to be the area with the most powerful arcane energy in the entire world.

This is switching memories again, he thought, and followed the blue dragon girl in front of him as he flew into the high tower. Inside the Demonic Hub, the Blue Dragon King Malygos was mobilizing the energy of the magic network, and it seemed that he was about to perform some kind of ritual.

Murphy has already felt, or judged based on past experience, that all the memories left by the Dragon Clan and the memories presented in his dreams are often the most profound memories of his lifetime.

The memory harvested this time is obviously the same. The day Atres broke out of his shell and received the blessing of life, the day Demsekar was entrusted with an important task, the day Rex joined the Red Dragon Legion, Val The day Rastaz fell in love with the Red Dragon Queen.

Of course, there was also the day when the Harlin in front of him was given the title of 'Spellweaver'.

Mo Fei suddenly flashed his wings and landed among a group of blue baby dragons. He was a little curious about what the process of this Spellweaver ritual was.

Malygos' figure is exceptionally majestic and tall. It is obvious that in Harlin's memory, Malygos is undoubtedly an extremely great image.

Malygos (King of the Blue Dragons): "You are the new generation of warriors of the Blue Dragon Legion, the messengers who control arcane energy, and the defenders of the Magic Network.

The Magic Network is an invisible network constructed of arcane energy and is the source of magic in this world. However, it should be noted that the end of the Magic Network originates from the twisted void, and the essence of arcane magic is the tamed power of chaos.

Be careful, they can bring you great power, cast magical magic, and achieve what you want, but they can also bring you destruction.

Now, in my name as Keeper of the Weave, I grant you the power and wisdom of the Spellweaver. "

One by one, the blue dragons went up to receive the gifts. When it was Murphy's turn, he was quite excited.

Arcane light fell on him, and arcane energy surrounded him.

Yes, this is the feeling, the feeling of mastering magic!

Murphy felt intoxicated. He didn't expect Malygos to be so friendly to his subordinates, unlike that madman from Deathwing... He had killed Malygos in the first place, but now he thinks about it and feels a little embarrassed.

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed Malygos staring at him, his eyes gradually becoming cold and filled with hatred.

"Is there any problem, Lord Malygos?" he asked anxiously.

"Problem? Of course there is a problem - Deathwing? No, you are not Deathwing, who are you! Even if you turn into ashes, I will still know you."

Malygos's words were a little confused, but Murphy was surprised. I wonder, are you mistaken? How come you guys can all recognize me? So keen?

No, this is a dream. These dragon kings don't exist at all. These are just memories. How can you recognize me?

Memories - dreams - I get it!

Murphy suddenly understood that it was his subconscious that triggered the counterattack of the virtual image in his memory, just like Inception...

It was precisely because I thought of what happened before that my memory reacted naturally.

It was completely the result of his own random thoughts. The other party did not recognize him at all, but felt his memory.

ah! Don't think about it, don't think about it.

However, the more Murphy tried to stop himself from thinking about the memory of killing Malygos, the more relevant images kept popping up in his mind, and the angrier Malygos became in front of him.

"No matter who you are, no matter what you've done - die!"

The moment Malygos opened his mouth and breathed out, the scene in front of him disappeared again.

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief, then the next dream to be read should be.

"Nefarian, my traitor, what are you doing? Where have you been hiding? Come to me!"

The deafening roar made Murphy tremble from the bottom of his heart. No, it wasn't him who was trembling, it was Nefarian, the owner of this memory.

He opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was in human form, still looking like a teenager.

As for the roaring sound, it was undoubtedly Deathwing, and it seemed that because Nefarian was too afraid of his father's relationship, the sound also seemed unusually twisted and crazy.

"Come out! Don't let me say it a second time!"

My day! Murphy's heart suddenly trembled. Among the five dragon kings, the one that scares him the most is Deathwing. Not only is Deathwing the most powerful, but also the most evil. Most importantly, he is the most evil. The one I couldn't bear was Deathwing. After all, he had to be corroded and corrupted by the power of the abyss, and he was left in the Abyss to wait for the crazy ending that was bound to come.

If he encountered this, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hide it in his heart, and he would be recognized immediately.

But it wouldn't work if they didn't meet. Murphy had a vague feeling that these strange dreams were actually the process of him gaining strength in reality.

Only by experiencing the memory fragments in dreams can you gain the corresponding power.

"Get out of here, you traitor."

boom! The ground was shaking. Just as Murphy was about to walk out, he suddenly felt someone tugging at the corner of his clothes. When he lowered his head, he found a girl with long, straight black hair looking at him with fear.

Onyxia! He recognized it instantly.

The Onyxia in front of her looks very young, but she already has a hint of the charming face in the future, but the girl version of her looks more like a dark gothic gloom and uneasiness.

"Don't go out, he will kill you." Onyxia said calmly, but the fear in her eyes could not be hidden.

"Don't be nervous, Oni, he won't hurt me. He is our father after all. Besides, if I don't go out, who knows what he will do..."

Murphy - or Nefarian, touched his sister's hair and walked out of the hiding place resolutely.

"Father."

In the huge dark stone palace, sitting on a throne made of obsidian, was a man wearing black scale armor.

The Deathwing in front of him also appeared in human form. Neltharion's eyes were like hot lava, and scars were etched on his skin by the lava. Fire ignited between the gaps in the armor, like a monster.

"Are you avoiding me?" Neltharion asked unusually calmly.

Yet the calm voice is like the quiet before the storm.

"Of course not, I'm just studying magic."

"Magic, magic, magic again. Just like your mother, you only know how to study those inexplicable things. You don't understand what real power is at all. Ah!!! Shut your mouth."

Neltharion suddenly let out a roar, covered his ears with one hand, and stamped his right foot nervously. Every time it fell, the hall trembled. 1

Murphy felt that a hatred was gradually brewing from the depths of Nefarian's heart. It was Nefarian's bitter hatred for Neltharion, but this hatred was also drowned in fear. Yes, it was This hatred finally led him to create the magic of 'Dragon Soul Tear'.

But with Neltharion's current state, Nefarian probably didn't understand what was going on, but Murphy could probably guess that he must have begun to be affected by the whispers of the ancient god.

He looked at the man in front of him with some pity. He seemed domineering, but he was destined to perish.

Neltharion suddenly raised his head and stared at him, "What's going on with your eyes? Do you hate me? Or are you imagining some conspiracy? Hahahaha, very good, let this hatred become more profound. Well, maybe one day this hatred can give you a little strength!"

Neltharion laughed like a madman, and then talked to himself. After a while, he became furious again because of Murphy's eyes.

Murphy was speechless and stood there silently, savoring Nefarian's hatred. Phew, not bad, it seems he didn't recognize himself.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Murphy felt a death gaze. When he turned around, he found Nessario looking at him with malicious eyes.

Damn, why are you thinking about this? Don't think about it. Don't think about the things you left Neltharion in the Abyss to die. Don't think about the things you killed his son. Don't think about the things you used him to do. The past where the body comes to cause trouble.

Damn it, why are you still thinking about it?

Roar!

With a roar, Neltharion still transformed into the form of the Black Dragon King. The terrifying dragon almost filled the entire field of vision. The huge dragon head was close at hand, and its bloody mouth slowly opened.

Murphy raised his hand almost instinctively - Nefarian's Dragon Soul Tear!

boom! A dark red magic shot towards the Deathwing in front of him, and in an instant, everything in front of him was distorted and broken.

Murphy felt himself falling, an endless fall in the darkness, until he landed on the cold rock with a clatter, and it took him a while before he slowly got up.

Murphy looked around, here is the Dragon Ceremony Hall!

Everything around is a bit blurry, the roaring storm, the red lightning, yes, this is the top of Tongtian Peak.

Whose memory is this?

He looked around and was shocked to find that he was surrounded by people. They had different shapes. There were armors in the style of the Arathor period, older leather armors, and even many shapes of primitive people who were bare-chested and exposed their majestic muscles. But without exception, they are all mighty and majestic ancient warriors.

He suddenly noticed that everyone's chest had been dug open, revealing a bloody black hole. They looked at him silently, in extreme silence. They were used to the majestic singing. The sight in front of him made him feel... Creepy feeling.

Murphy forgot that he was dreaming. He got up from the ground and looked at the ancient dragon eaters around him. A feeling attracted him and led him to the altar. There seemed to be something waiting for his arrival. The crowd automatically separate,

He walked to the altar, and a figure shrouded in darkness looked at him and stretched out his hand to invite him.

Murphy walked towards the altar like a puppet, and slowly lay down on the altar. He felt that his whole body was cold, like a fish lying on the chopping board. The black man raised the sharp blade in his hand and fiercely moved towards it. He was stabbed in the chest, hot metal piercing his chest.

Murphy's whole body convulsed with pain, and he struggled to get up, but the man stabbed him down again and again, took out the beating heart from his chest, swallowed it and chewed it.

No, that's my heart!

He was shocked and angry, but the black shadow just ate his heart. Furiously, Murphy stretched out his hand, ancient dragon thunder and lightning! A ray of red thunder shot out from his hand.

boom!

Everything in front of him shattered, and Murphy suddenly woke up from his dream. He found himself lying on his back on the beach, raising one hand upwards, and still maintaining the movement of casting spells. Not far from him, a A seagull was lying on the beach with no eyes open, its body covered in black smoke.

Looking down, he saw several peck marks on his chest.

call! He breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be just a dream.

Wait a minute, so it was successful?

He opened his eyes again and looked at the charred seagulls on the ground. He looked at his hands again.

That was undoubtedly his masterpiece just now.

Close your eyes and feel the power surging through your body. This time is completely different from the past.

It was extremely clear. It was completely different from the vague feeling of being out of control like the previous times. He was not even sure whether this power existed. This time he could clearly feel the layering of this power.

Dragon thunder!

As soon as he reached out, the red lightning condensed into a thunder gun in his hand. With a flick of his hand, the thunder gun shot out, exploding a ball of sparks on the sea.

Ha ha! So cool.

The pure flame of Arandel! The head of the black dragon appeared out of thin air, spraying out blazing white flames, gushing on the sea surface, boiling the sea water.

Arcanagoth's Arcane Vortex! A huge vortex of energy appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the arcane ball turned into a meteor and exploded a column of water on the sea.

The magic power in his body was still being produced continuously. He closed his eyes and could clearly feel the changes in his body. This time it would definitely not disappear like before.

Then there is one last trick left to try—transform into a dragon!

The next second, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes turned into dark golden vertical pupils.