30: Moth Lord

Examination Center.

A massive "Warning" popped up on the screen, the three red lights above all lit up, and a piercing alarm rang out.

"How could a Rank 60 BOSS appear in the examination venue? Who was responsible for clearing the boundaries of Sector Four?"

Ning Que was furious, slamming the table with a series of loud bangs.

This was a dereliction of duty!

The examination venue can only allow a maximum of Rank 40 BOSS monsters. This is a full 20 Ranks higher! Even an ordinary Great Wall Guardian Army squad wouldn't be able to withstand it, and they expect the examinees to face it with their lives?

Two examination venue directors stood up: "Director Ning, the two of us carefully cleared every inch of land; it's absolutely impossible for there to be a Rank 60 BOSS."

"Could it have drifted in from another sector? After all, monsters do migrate."

!!!

The others jumped up one after another, guaranteeing they had cleared their areas thoroughly and that there could be no exceptions.

Hearing that most people weren't trying to find a solution but were instead passing the buck, Ning Que's head throbbed even harder with anger.

"See for yourselves!"

The camera zoomed in again for a close-up, focusing on the location where the BOSS appeared.

Countless moths were converging.

A massive Giant Moth, over five meters tall, had completely taken shape.

"These moths can perform Body Integration?"

Everyone looked at Ning Que. He was the one who suggested leaving those moths behind to give the examinees a "surprise."

After all, despite their high Rank, their various attributes were low.

Their only decent skill, Scale Powder, wasn't immediately fatal either, giving a chance to escape.

They were essentially EXP babies!

Only now, the baby had grown up and wanted to eat people!

Ning Que's face turned pale and then flushed with anger.

After taking a deep breath, he shouted, "Order!"

Everyone immediately stood at attention, staring at Ning Que with sharp, focused eyes.

Those two words were never used under normal circumstances.

Whenever those two words were used, it meant the emergency protocol was in effect. The primary person in charge would be responsible for everything, and everyone else was responsible for executing the orders.

As long as it wasn't a blatant violation of Planet Blue's major interests, anyone who refused to comply would face a court-martial.

Conversely, all consequences resulting from the order would be borne entirely by the person in charge who issued it.

Ning Que continued, "Due to my own error in judgment, a Rank 60 Giant Moth Lord has appeared in the examination venue. I will personally resolve this with Huang Tianming, Zhao Kunhao... a team of four. The rest will be led by Deputy Director Qin to man the examination center."

"Report!" Huang Tianming raised his hand.

Ning Que knew what he wanted to say and countered displeasedly, "Execute!"

"Report!" Zhao Kunhao raised his hand as well.

Ning Que was furious: "Execute!"

"Report!" More and more people raised their hands.

Ning Que nearly ground his teeth to dust.

Saving lives was like fighting a fire; he didn't expect so many people to act like sycophants and try to persuade him not to go.

Was he, Ning Que, the kind of person who feared death?

He would bear the responsibility for his own mistakes.

He glared at Huang Tianming and squeezed out a single word: "Speak!"

"It seems we don't need to take action anymore."

???

Three seconds passed.

Ning Que also reacted and hurriedly turned to look at the screen.

The five-meter-tall Giant Moth Lord was being tightly constricted by a massive black python. Its two huge wings couldn't open at all, and it couldn't take flight.

It could only lie on the ground like a grey meat club.

Exposing its head and its rear.

Countless fireballs were slamming into its head.

At its rear, a pack of dogs was biting frantically. One group became low on health due to the poison from the toxic Scale Powder, and then the next group rushed up.

Looking closely, those dogs weren't just rushing and biting randomly; they were actually queuing up, attacking in waves.

"This..."

Ning Que looked toward the peach tree and the tent nearby; he still didn't see a single person.

However, his mindset had undergone a complete transformation.

This was no "noob" lacking wilderness survival experience; this was clearly a composed old fisherman who remained unruffled by favor or humiliation.

The examination venue directors present also fell silent.

This is supposed to be the weakest Contractor?

I'm afraid even a Rank 30 SSS-rank Professional Dragon Knight would be far inferior.

What's even more miraculous is that a Rank 60 Giant Moth Lord actually couldn't break free from the binding of a single snake.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After one wave of large fireballs finished, there was another ten layers of Fire Rain, followed by small fireballs from basic attacks.

Although the power was relatively weak, with ten in a batch and no pause, the damage dealt was definitely not low.

The only regret was that, through the screen, they couldn't see its health dropping.

They could only see that the two antennae on the Giant Moth Lord's head had been turned to ash, and its rear was completely shredded.

"Pfft!"

The Giant Moth Lord's eyes turned blood-red as it exploded with power, forcing open the body of the massive black python, which had begun to lose its strength after its own outburst.

"Not good!"

Ning Que's eyes turned red. Just as he was about to issue another order, he saw the massive black python flick its tail, slapping the Giant Moth Lord into the sky.

Before it could fall, the python opened its bloody maw and clamped down on half of its body.

The Giant Moth Lord thrashed in pain, desperately flapping the front half of its wings, but it couldn't fly at all.

Instead, after exposing its wings, its right wing was bombarded by a wave of large fireballs.

Hmm.

The left side was even worse; at least a dozen dogs pounced on it to tear and pull. In less than two seconds, it was a bloody mess.

Those dozen or so dogs didn't fare well either, being poisoned to death instantly by a large amount of highly toxic powder.

"What a pity!"

Ning Que sighed.

The others shook their heads as well.

Although those dogs hadn't released any skills, they could easily bite through the wings of a Rank 60 Giant Moth Lord; their attributes must be quite high.

At a conservative estimate, raising each dog would cost over a hundred million Credits.

Ning Que beckoned, and a staff member ran over: "Help me tally up how many dogs died. Even if I, Ning Que, have to sell everything I own, I will pay the compensation!"

"Loyal dogs are priceless, and such loyalty is unparalleled. At the very least, I must show my sincerity."

Then, he saw over sixty dogs sprinting out from under the peach tree.

Not only did they fill the gap left by the previous wave.

They even made up for the losses of the next wave, the wave after that, and the wave after that.

Ning Que felt as if his throat were stuffed with cotton.

He wanted to speak but couldn't.

It was too shocking!

It turned out those dogs were all Clones.

Oh no!

I was a bit dazed just now; how embarrassing.

He hurried to look at the others and found everyone was the same, staring at the screen in stunned silence.

One person hadn't even noticed that their drool was about to hit the floor.

"Ahem..."

Everyone snapped out of it.

Ning Que straightened his collar and praised sincerely, "Truly, for men of vision, one must look to the present. We are all getting old!"

Everyone secretly rolled their eyes. Men of vision? This is a freaking super-tycoon!

Otherwise, who could get so many and such powerful contracted beasts?

The scenes on the screen began to become repetitive and boring.

Fireball bombardment.

Dogs rushing up to bite, then dying.

The next batch of dogs rushing up.

A new batch of dogs emerging from under the peach tree.

However, no one was willing to miss a single frame.

It was too brilliant!

Someone exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

"The dog creating the Clones is a real piece of work."

"My eyes are getting blurry, and I haven't even seen it come out from under the tree."

"What's even more impressive is, is its mana free?"

"It's created so many Clones, yet it consistently maintains around a hundred of them."

Everyone snapped to their senses and looked at the peach tree on the side.

They almost overlooked a formidable character!

Time gradually passed.

The black python was also being quite the 'dog'.

After swallowing half of the Giant Moth Lord, it stopped swallowing further.

Although the damage dealt would be reduced by two-thirds.

But from a certain perspective, this crowd control was locking it down until death!

The Giant Moth Lord ultimately failed to break free, turning into a cold corpse.