The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 216 - 191: The 10 Imprisoned Bosses (5K)_3

Chapter 216: Chapter 191: The 10 Imprisoned Bosses (5K)_3

"We need to take a detour."

"Silence—!"

Just as the group was about to turn and leave, they heard the hoarse cry of a strange bird above them, and a flying woman’s head with its mouth wide open was coming straight at them.

[Treasure-stealing Banshee, Level 8]

Ambush!

I Caught Pikachu quickly stepped back while opening his mouth to warn his companions to be careful, but when he tried to speak, he found he was unable to make a sound!

He had been silenced!

The woman’s head was now in front of them, its skin slack with clear signs of livor mortis, and up close, there was a distinct stench.

Behind it sprouted a pair of wings, and from under the chin extended a feeding apparatus like that of an insect.

This was just a bug wearing the outer shell of a woman’s head.

An undead, not quick enough to react, was impaled by the treasure-stealing Banshee, blood splattered, and the person was pinned to the ground by the woman’s head, being devoured greedily.

Buzzing, the sound of wings fluttering grew louder in the air as more and more woman’s heads emerged, flying high into the sky as if a hornet’s nest had been disturbed.

They circled and locked onto I Caught Pikachu and his companions. The rapidly vibrating insect wings created afterimages in the blurry light, and the feeding apparatuses on their chins gaped dark and shiny.

The flight speed was incredibly fast, like stones thrown with a whizzing sound cutting through the air, flying towards the group.

As they came closer, the sound of fluttering wings was like a magical item that could slow down time, making every moment of their escape feel infinitely prolonged, yet their heartbeat, in contrast, accelerated.

They shouted at each other with their mouths wide open, but no one could make a sound; they could only see each other’s gaping mouths.

I Caught Pikachu panicked and fled recklessly. There were too many treasure-stealing Banshees chasing him, so he could only run in the opposite direction following the water flow until, unknowingly, he went from one path to another.

Here they come!

I Caught Pikachu instinctively threw himself forward to the ground. The deafening buzzing of wings brushed past his scalp, and the chasing Banshee, too aggressive, nearly crashed into the ground. He immediately sprang up, tackled the Banshee’s head to the ground, and pinned it under himself.

"Now let’s see if you can get away," he drew a small knife from his body and stabbed the insect shaped like a woman’s head several times.

The spray of foul-smelling juice scared him so that he quickly shut off his sense of smell.

"Phew!" I Caught Pikachu rolled over and held the now motionless treasure-stealing Banshee’s head, looking up at the sky.

He had finally survived.

But the deafening sounds of fluttering wings chased after him again, a number that could make one’s scalp tingle, fast approaching.

Run!

Without worrying about direction, just continue to run!

When I Caught Pikachu finally managed to throw off the pursuing treasure-stealing Banshees, he suddenly realized he was standing in front of a canyon outpost.

On the canyon, Rand soldiers wearing armor similar in style to that of the Star Dragon City’s soldiers were patrolling.

"Wait, a red name!"

The relieved undead wanted to approach and greet them but suddenly remembered that he was wearing a "regular army" Lion Badge.

They were enemies!

"The map? Right, the map!" He fumbled for the map on his body and looked at the annotations.

"This should be the Snake People Outpost, just pass through the outpost and you will come to the Snake Catcher Fortress."

It seemed only he could complete this mission.

Now, as the sky gradually darkened, slipping by quietly didn’t seem too difficult, and he had even figured out the method to hand in the task: simply die and then respawn.

The only pity was that he hadn’t been to Star Dragon City. Otherwise, respawning there would save a lot of trouble.

The first step was to investigate the troop distribution at the Snake People Outpost. Holding his breath, the undead crept closer with a hunched back. He envied the assassins of Star Dragon City. If those hooded figures were here, they could definitely infiltrate silently.

But before he could act, the treasure-stealing Banshees were on his trail again.

The clanging of the bell quickly gathered the Guardian Army at the Snake People Outpost, and a large group of treasure-seeking banshees also heard the sound, charging toward the direction of the outpost.

Perhaps it was the banshees’ perception of sound that, once the swarm of treasure-seeking banshees approached the outpost, the noisy clamor disappeared.

"Fight, fight!"

The current me, having caught Pikachu, was ecstatic, just squatting in a corner and watching, silently observing the dog-eat-dog fight between the two groups of Red-Name Monsters, then swooping in to reap the benefits.

The treasure-seeking banshees that once again charged forward encountered trouble; their head-sized outer shell went "thud, thud" as it smashed against the shields of the outpost’s soldiers.

Some soldiers raised their weapons high to strike down, but the banshees were too nimble, and with only head-size to target and the ability to fly, swords simply couldn’t keep up with them.

One of the soldiers suddenly opened his mouth, his throat swelling rapidly like a frog’s throat sac, and then he opened wide aiming at the group of banshees.

Accompanied by large puffs of green smoke, the banshees lost their strength and fell to the ground in a slump.

After landing, the banshee’s bodies couldn’t stop twitching and writhing.

"Hiss, poison?" I was quick to seize the key information; to clear this place, one must be prepared with antidotes.

The remaining banshees detected the danger and no longer lingered, turning to fly away.

Only the always hidden undead took notice.

"Treasure-seeking banshees don’t have long health bars, they’re easy to kill. The only problem is that they fly, requiring a tank in the front to draw them in or a fast, wide-ranged remote attack method."

As for the soldiers at the Snake People Outpost.

Looking at the walls of the outpost, now shrouded in poison fog, and the outpost’s gate, wide open from beginning to end and never closed, the undead felt a headache brewing. Charging in directly was certainly not an option.

That meant the only choice was to take a detour.

Looking at the outpost, which was built at the entrance of the canyon, there were mountains on both sides.

One side, in particular, was a hillock with a not-too-steep slope.

The undead, who chose to take a detour and continue gathering information, crouched and hurried to the other end. After selecting the right spot, he climbed, hands and feet together, upward. It wasn’t exactly a path, so it was a hard climb.

For the undead, this was no problem. Surely no one would want to play a game by strictly following a set path, right? If there’s no shortcut, create one. If a path is not meant to be taken but can be scaled, it’s more refreshing than having a bite of watermelon on a hot summer day. And if you can scale it while eating watermelon, it would be an unprecedented level of satisfaction.

The undead who found the "shortcut" was having a great time.

It was now completely dark; he had spent a long time in this place, but fortunately, he was about to reach the top. Otherwise, the cuts and blood loss from colliding with the sharp rocks could have killed him, or at least taken half his life.

Finally, he reached the top of the hill. Looking down from there, he could see the outpost’s soldiers patrolling with torches in hand.

He bypassed them and then entered the Snake Catcher Fortress.

Thinking this, the undead stepped into the void, instinctively letting out an "ah" as he tumbled down, rolling into a ball. Even though he had switched off body pain, the "dizziness" debuff still stuck to him.

The shaken undead sat up and looked ahead.

"Is this a prison cell?"

An underground cell shaped like a small basin, carved out from within the hillock.

Inside the cell, pairs of crimson eyes lit up.

Next came the Red-Name Monsters.

[Son of Ronan・Cameron Wailing, Level 26]

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[Son of Ronan・Ritchie Poison Stinger, Level 26]

[Son of Ronan・Almet Flame Wing, Level 26]

"Damn!"

Where had I run into, to find 10 Red-Name Monsters, and judging by the length of their health bars and power, each seemed only slightly weaker than Lind Armand.

Their total health was roughly around 4000, but each was in an injured state, some with only 2000 or so left, others with over 3000.

A group of injured bosses!