Petrov was confused by his friend's words. Following his companion's gaze, his pupils suddenly dilated.
A black dragon with wings spread wide was approaching, flying against the blazing midday sun.
What a majestic and powerful creature.
Fearsome armored scales, powerful limbs, an enormous body, regal golden-red eyes as imposing as a king's, and those sharp claws that could surely tear through the sturdiest steel.
Petrov found it difficult to breathe.
His face turned bright red.
Wasn't this exactly the powerful creature he had been desperately seeking?
Yes, this was it.
"Hiss—"
"Oh! My God, Petrov, what are you doing?"
The other Russian player stared in disbelief as Petrov tore off his suspender pants.
"Don't worry, my friend. I'm going to have a little showdown with that giant dragon!"
"Oh! Petrov, even so, you don't need to strip down like that."
Petrov turned around, his eyes burning with fierce flames.
"Friend, remember this: a true hero needs no armor or weapons; he only needs a pair of underwear that symbolizes his identity."
As Petrov spoke, he bent over and stuck out his large buttocks.
On his white triangular underwear, right on the butt cheeks, was his name "PETROV" written in bright red paint, which even bounced up and down with Petrov's movements.
"Don't worry about me."
"I shall return victorious!"
Petrov spoke in a deep voice, his strong thigh muscles propelling his body forward, making him run incredibly fast, even the chest hair on his torso fluttering in the wind.
He ran all the way to the wall of the Third Fortress, waving his arms at the approaching black dragon.
"Hey! Big guy, look here."
"I am Petrov, and I challenge you to a duel as a warrior!"
"Do you understand what I mean?"
Su Nian flew in midair, completely bewildered as he watched the player on the wall howling "Owooo" like a madman.
Why did he look like a giant ape in heat?
And he wanted to duel with him!?
But then, remembering that this eccentric human was a player, Su Nian felt more at ease.
He had been a player in his previous life, so he could somewhat understand their psychology.
Among players, there was a widespread Giant Creature Worship Syndrome and Giant Creature Phobia.
Usually it was the former.
Giant Creature Worship Syndrome manifested as an inexplicable admiration for enormous beings and the desire to challenge or even conquer giant creatures.
This Russian player below was clearly a case in point.
"These Russian players are quite adorable~"
"Unfortunately, though we have no grudge against each other, my darling needs system points."
"Besides, to this world, you are the most terrifying viruses."
Su Nian raised his fearsome dragon head, spread his wings, and let out an ear-splitting roar.
"ROAR—"
This was the horn of attack.
Since entering this world, he had been a dragon of this world. Though players came from a parallel version of his home planet with many similarities, it was ultimately not his true home planet.
"Since you want to duel with me, I'll start with you. I hope you'll have some basic reverence for legendary creatures in the future."
With this thought, Su Nian folded his wings, wrapped in fierce winds, and swooped down toward the figure on the wall.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, exactly!"
"Come, dragon, let me see the difference in strength between us!"
Petrov raised his fists, shouting excitedly through his bearded mouth.
This scene was just like when he was on the Blue Planet, taking a new low-level character to challenge a newbie village boss for the first time.
He still remembered it clearly.
Back then, he had ground down that newbie village boss all afternoon using various terrain advantages, gradually wearing it down until the boss's health was depleted.
He had succeeded, overcoming a twenty-level gap.
Killing that boss, which had seemed impossible to defeat, gave him an addictive thrill of conquering powerful enemies and giant beasts.
Let me defeat you, dragon!
Petrov's eyes flashed with determination as he quickly locked onto one of the dragon's claws.
He planned to grab onto this claw.
Using it as a pivot point, he would make this enormous beast trip and fall.
Then, he would leap up.
Climb onto the dragon's back.
That would be his chance to slay the dragon!
Closer and closer!
Petrov was ready.
Even in his homeland, he was a renowned wrestling champion!
"BOOM!"
The ground suddenly shook violently.
The dragon's massive body shattered the wall.
Along with it, Petrov's dreams were also shattered.
He was already dead. The dragon's sharp claws not only crushed the wall but also grabbed him in the process, turning him into a mixture of flesh and wall stones.
"Commendable courage, but foolish overconfidence."
Su Nian shook his head, tossing away the mixture from his claws, bestowing upon this player the most fitting epitaph.
A chaotic chorus of trilling "Urra!" cries rose up.
The Russian players, holding their longswords and shields, charged toward the wall.
These combat-loving players hardly had any mages among them—they were almost all warriors and priests. And they loved to go bare-chested, showing off their powerful muscles.
Su Nian had a strange sense of déjà vu.
It was like being transported back to ancient Rome.
"We are dragon-slaying heroes!"
"Dragon, fall at our feet!"
"Urra~"
After hearing what these Russian players were saying,
Su Nian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Even if these players could respawn,
Was it really a good idea to provoke a BOSS nearly twenty levels higher? Not to mention this BOSS was a legendary creature.
But to be fair, compared to the Sakura Island players, although these Russian players were chuunibyou, they were at least more pleasant to the senses.
So Su Nian decided to give them a quick end.
Armor Removal followed by Dragon Breath burial.
Quick and decisive.
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Half an hour later, having collected enough system points, Su Nian flew away. The entire area of the Third Fortress occupied by Russian players had been reduced to scorched earth.
He had even burned through the Russian No. 3 Novice Village a thousand miles away.
However, he didn't destroy the Russian players' novice village completely.
Because if he destroyed one more,
He would enter the World BOSS list.
So he could only try to extend these Russian players' respawn time as much as possible, hoping they would be more careful with their words and actions in the future.
...
"Lokia, I think I've found the meaning of my life."
Sitting on a large rock,
Petrov gnawed on a large loaf of bread.
Then, he took a big swig of vodka.
The fiery alcohol made his eyes well up with tears.
"Oh, my friend, I'm sure you've had too much to drink. The meaning of your life is to live well and conquer this world."
Petrov's friend, Lokia, muttered with resignation, looking at the surrounding ruins with a heavy heart.
Most of the houses had been destroyed by the black dragon.
Only the public toilets remained intact.
Where would they sleep tonight?
Seemingly noticing his friend's low spirits, Petrov stood up, put his arm around Lokia's shoulders, and faced the fierce afternoon sun.
"Houses can be rebuilt."
"But we're in another world now."
"If we miss this exciting journey, there won't be a second chance."
"What are you planning to do, Petrov?"
Sensing something was off, Lokia instinctively questioned.
"The fair and square battle with the black dragon made me realize my insignificance."
"I don't want to stay in the novice village anymore."
"I want to go forth and conquer all kinds of giant beasts."
"A hero must climb to the summit."
Petrov spread his arms, embracing the sun. """~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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