Dragon of Catastrophe

I’m afraid it will be very unfavorable for Boss Land..."

Casio couldn’t help but say.

"Who knows when the Dorlan Star People will finally be able to research antimatter.

Perhaps Boss Land has long imagined how to fight if his enemy possesses antimatter.

This group of Mushroom Dragons and Magma Dragons are his vanguard and artillery."

"But..."

"There’s no ’but’ about it! Casio, you’ve been acting really strange lately, why do you always want Boss Land to attack Dorlan Star quickly?"

"I, I’m doing this all for the master... I hate the Kesma Clan’s scum!"

"My feelings are the same as yours, but my father is already dead!

We must learn to endure! Until the day Boss Land leads us to attack Dorlan Star, I will definitely kill all those Kesma Clan scum and scatter their ashes!"

"I... I understand, young master." Casio finally said no more.

At this moment.

Dorlan Star.

Inside a secret base, in the meeting room.

"Two months! It’s been two whole months! Why hasn’t that Evil Dragon attacked yet!"

A high-ranking Dorlan Star official sitting at the head of the table roared angrily, frantically slapping the table with one hand.

The others also looked somewhat displeased.

"Senator Teqi! Your strategy seems to have failed? Could Casio be a loyal dog of the Philips?"

"Absolutely not possible! That guy’s family is all in my hands, and they have been repeatedly investigated by my men using magic, definitely someone that can be ’trusted’. It must be some other issue that caused an unexpected event."

The group of high-ranking officials were noisily arguing.

Finally, they couldn’t help but set their gaze on the central spot of the meeting table.

The small statue representing the Dawn Sun.

"I will send my men to that plane to see what’s going on; everyone, please be patient."

Finally, the voice of the Dawn Sun rang out.

Suppressing everything.

"Do you have suitable candidates? If possible, could you let us see them? After all, dealing with that dragon requires combining all our strength and wisdom to ensure nothing goes wrong."

One of the officials said.

"Certainly."

The Dawn Sun said.

At this moment, the void gently rippled.

A semi-transparent blue figure appeared like a water wave.

This figure had a human shape but no nose, mouth, ears, or any organs, only two hollow eyes watching everyone.

"Who is this?"

"My name is Tras Aiper Void.

The current hero of the Void Race, everyone, this is our first official meeting.

Nice to meet you."

This strange humanoid’s voice seemed to emanate from the throat, vibrating the air, somewhat unclear.

The moment the words fell, the figure disappeared without a trace.

It reappeared when a surprised official pointed to the opposite side and exclaimed.

It appeared like a ghost, flickering in and out.

"To be able to hide in this special room with anti-magic and detection capabilities, truly worthy of the hero of the Void Race, the concealment ability is indeed eye-opening for us!"

One official flattered.

"The concealment ability of the Void Race is so strong even a True God finds it hard to detect their traces.

They can make their presence, aura, completely disappear.

It is a unique racial talent, their capabilities entirely self-derived, anti-magic power has little effect on them."

The Dawn Sun explained.

"With such a person going to investigate, there will surely be no mistakes!" the officials said one after another.

The Void Race hero seemed not to resist praise, and a smile appeared on that peculiar face:

"Everyone! Leave everything to me! In the world of heroes, there is no failure or letting those who trust me be disappointed!"