The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 138 - 138 128 is already shaped like the Star Dragon Ridge outpost

138: Chapter 128 is already shaped like the Star Dragon Ridge outpost.

138: Chapter 128 is already shaped like the Star Dragon Ridge outpost.

Lance rose from the ground, his body transformed by drinking the Magic Potion, becoming closer to the essence of magic.

Although this allowed him the potential to transform into a Calamity, and he would never have a chance to advance in status in this life, he also acquired more advantages than a Senior Grand Knight without any transformations.

While rolling to dodge the Flame Storm, he aimed and shot his arrows, even deliberately exposing his ice-covered right hand to the edge of the flames to use the high temperature to defrost it, worrying about his hand’s usability.

He succeeded.

The High-ranking Wizard’s magic was powerful, but his own reaction speed was quite ordinary.

If his opponent was within range, Lance was confident he could kill him with one arrow, just like the previous overambitious Upper Rank rebel from the Leon Territory.

Left hand frozen, right hand burned.

Lance took out a bottle of healing potion.

The old army doctor was too old and lacked skill, making the healing potions very scarce, but ever since he followed Lord Lind, as long as they weren’t consumed like water, there was no problem with supply at all.

A bottle of Magic Potion greatly improved his injuries.

The undead that had followed Lance and were almost scattered by the Flame Storm were dumbfounded again.

According to the normal gaming process, it should be the players escorting an NPC, then encountering an enemy force’s BOSS, with the NPC fleeing in panic, and the players defeating the BOSS to escort the NPC to the territory to complete the mission.

But here, the situation seemed completely reversed.

The BOSS attacked our protected NPC, not only unleashing a powerful skill but also got strengthened by our foolish player’s skills.

In this doomed situation, the NPC we needed to protect single-handedly turned the tide and killed the BOSS alone.

No, with such prowess, do you really need us to escort you?

How come you seem more like a BOSS than the actual BOSS?

Only the inhabitants of Harbor Village remained, and they too had thought of resisting.

But upon reflection, why not choose to join the Star Dragon Ridge instead of going to Leon Territory?

It’s still unknown what benefits Leon Territory offers.

In contrast, Star Dragon Ridge, praised as “the beta of the beta” since the game’s beta version began, had continuously lavished benefits that made the undead envious.

Previously, they had no choice, and being recruited by an NPC to go to the Leon Territory was already a blessing.

But now!

We too want to wear fancy little skirts!

So.

Just a moment ago, the atmosphere between the two hostile undead groups changed immediately.

Although the undead from Harbor Village were still villains and had become captives, their status and treatment had completely changed, and it no longer resembled that of guards and undead.

The captive undead stood there calmly, while the undead from Star Dragon Ridge had already started kowtowing.

“My bad, my activation code is really effective~”

“Bro, however many points I earn this time, I’ll bring you along to farm as many materials for points, alright?”

“What points, no points.

Hey, just wanting to make a friend.”

The two camps, yet surprisingly chatting warmly.

Lance temporarily couldn’t adapt to this way of interaction.

Did the undead have not a shred of shame or loyalty?

Even the world’s most cunning ministers wouldn’t switch sides so unburdened.

Such people, even if they did switch allegiance to the Lord, could they truly be trusted?

Lance cast a questioning look toward Renzo and the others, only to find their expressions unchanged.

They were already used to it.

…

Harbor Village was easily taken.

The village chief was still stubbornly resisting, likely constrained by the Doomsday Magic Ring’s rules for the few NPCs belonging to The Officials, inexplicably insisting on loyalty to Leon Territory.

No matter how good the benefits in Star Dragon Ridge were.

Facing the body of the High-ranking Wizard Yazha, the collective rebellion of the undead, and strong figures like Lance, the villagers of Harbor Village disregarded Newbie Village chief’s advice and chose to surrender forcefully.

Lind received the news of the successful capture of Harbor Village immediately.

He shifted his gaze away from the official forum poster stating [We’ve successfully joined Star Dragon Ridge, rejoice for great joy!].

The process was simpler than he had imagined, but thinking about it, it was just a newbie village after all.

Apart from a High-ranking Wizard barely counting as a combat force, the rest of the weak newbie village, not to mention Lance, even Renzo or Reed and Leo could easily decimate it.

He was no longer the outpost monster who, a couple of months ago, would have headaches over jackals and scavengers, commanding 180 undead, who could be transformed into 180 Two-Headed People or Curse Wizards in a short time.

Once the Magic Potion was ready, it would add more than thirty Great Knights, and he also had two Upper Ranks under his command.

If Lind himself could break through to the Hero Rank, storming the Leon Territory was not impossible.

Moving the people from Harbor Village was necessary, not necessarily including them in the small commodity processing town — Prey Town, but letting a group with vitality waste away fishing by the seaside was indeed a waste.

“Which direction to Harbor Village?”

Lind sending Lance to investigate the southwest was by no means a random guess, although seizing the undead was his main goal, he also hoped to uncover some information about the Great Rift.

According to Lance, the Great Rift seemed to be connected to the Abyss, and it was said that a dragon’s roar had been heard around it.

Not to be provoked lightly, but it required investigation, as intelligence was always his most effective weapon against players.

Returning to the lookout tower of the Former Territory from Harbor Village would take several days, and the undead would also need to undertake the task of escorting hundreds of villagers from Harbor Village.

An interesting scene occurred during this; the “captured” undead of Harbor Village thoughtfully helped maintain order, and though captured, their hearts already took on the shape of Star Dragon Ridge.

Leon Territory?

Sorry, not familiar!

…

“He really did it!” Sweet Mushroom exclaimed in surprise at the man before him.

After two days of relentless effort and brainstorming, he finally gained the trust of an NPC within the inner city and, after several probes, won his approval and obtained a bottle of Magic Potion.

The man was just a physician, not quite a Pharmacist, but he agreed to brew a Magic Potion for him.

“Just drink it like this?”

Sweet Mushroom asked uncertainly.

[Great Knight Magic Potion: Drinking it gives a 10% chance of successfully breaking through to level 11 and acquiring the “Great Knight” occupation]

The success rate was frustratingly low.

He still remembered the promotions at Star Dragon Ridge; many died initially when used as test subjects, but ever since the finished product was available, the success rate for those transformed through the Magic Potion had soared to over 90%.

It couldn’t be some defective product or one tampered with, could it?

Faced with his doubts, the man reached out to snatch back the Magic Potion: “If you’re not going to drink it, then leave and give it back to me!”

“Hey, hey, hey, come on, bro, there’s no taking back what’s been given; I’ll drink it, I’ll drink it right now!” Sweet Mushroom no longer hesitated and gulped down the Magic Potion.

He then felt an incredibly strong discomfort, his mind seemed forced to slow down, and his body felt like it was filled with lead.

He reflexively touched his nose, and the black viscous liquid spread from the palm of his hand made Sweet Mushroom curse out loud, “Damn!”

This was just pus, it’s said that if an upgrade was unsuccessful after drinking the Magic Potion, the potion’s power wouldn’t vanish but would instead voraciously consume everything in the body until it entirely turned to pus and seeped out, leaving only a thin empty shell.

His first thought, the Magic Potion was wasted.

Sweet Mushroom tried to cover his nose to stop the flow of pus, but more and more dripped out.

Soon, the pus defied gravity, instead wrapping toward Sweet Mushroom’s head, completely enveloping it in the Magical Pus.

The man in front frowned at the scene as if he found it very ominous, and as he turned to walk away, he suddenly heard Sweet Mushroom burst out laughing.

“I’ve successfully changed classes!”

At this moment, Sweet Mushroom had changed drastically, his head completely mutated, and black hair grew on every spot that the Magical Pus dripped from his neck to his chest.

Right then, he resembled more of a werewolf than a human.

“Speed greatly increased, strength enhanced, defensive power also improved!”

The undead of Leon Territory might also be welcoming a collective enhancement.

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