The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 306 - 260 Everything is Within the Adult’s Calculations

Chapter 306: Chapter 260 Everything is Within the Adult’s Calculations

Scattered all over the ground were pamphlets, uniformly handwritten, likely propaganda materials intended for recruitment.

This intense sense of déjà vu made the Undead recall those childhood days when people would knock on their doors to spread the word and recruit followers.

"Is this thing of any use? Can it be recycled?"

"Mass production for wholesale probably isn’t very useful, but I’ll take one. Maybe I can trade it for something," said an Undead as he flipped open a booklet and discovered detailed recipes for Magic Potions all the way to "Hero" level.

A huge discovery made the Undead involuntarily exclaim, "It looks like there are Magic Potion recipes, oh man, this is good stuff!"

"Why do I feel like something’s not right?" someone offered a different thought, "It says that after consuming the Magic Potion, one will constantly hear the whispers of the Dianmi Overlord. Wouldn’t that drive someone insane?"

"Besides, we can’t produce the Magic Potion ourselves. It’s better to just buy it straight from the Lord."

The Undead in the Star Dragon City area were uncompromising; they didn’t delve into studying and brewing Magic Potions like the Undead from other areas, because of the cost.

Purchasing a ready-made Magic Potion in Star Dragon City wouldn’t cost much. The potion effect was good, with a high success rate, whereas brewing it oneself meant that just the cost of obtaining the ingredients for the Magic Potion could equal, or even exceed, the cost of a finished potion. If one were to concoct their own Magic Potion, the considerable investment could still end in failure to produce it successfully, or produce one of questionable quality.

The premise that forced the Undead to make their own Magic Potion was scarcity; with such widespread availability, spending time brewing Magic Potions is less appealing than simply taking a couple of quests and buying a few bottles of ready-made ones, cheaper and more hassle-free.

"Grab a few more copies, who cares!"

I may not learn it, but I can’t go without it. Besides, bringing it back to Renzo or another Pharmacist, it might even unlock a new profession.

Like locusts across the fields, the group hurriedly searched for valuable items.

"Hey, there seems to be a basement here!"

Hearing their companion’s call, the group immediately gathered around in a massive bedroom, which indeed had an entrance to a basement.

They lit a lamp and entered the basement in a group.

The staircase spiraled downwards.

Compared to the resplendent exterior, the basement space was cramped and felt oppressively enclosed.

There were several tables and chairs, messily topped with bizarre garments.

And in the center of the basement, there stood an ugly, frenzied little statue.

"What is this?"

The focus shifted as they saw the body of a woman nailed to the wall with over thirty spears, her chest split open, blooming a scalp-numbing "flower."

"That’s just monstrous!" someone couldn’t help but curse as they nailed a woman to the wall; her death was so tragic it made him feel a bit nauseous.

It was the first time the raw reality was too much to bear, even with mosaic to filter the sight.

"She seems to have a ring."

While cursing, they didn’t hesitate to take the ring; they hadn’t forgotten the reason they had sneaked in.

[There might be a story related to a pair of lovers]

"This must be a quest item," said an Undead uncertainly: "It looks like a pair of couple’s rings."

"Definitely a quest item for Voldemort, there doesn’t seem to be anything else worth searching for here."

They thought of studying the female corpse further, wondering if there might be any hidden plots.

"Shit, a fight has started outside! Let’s go, we need to hurry!"

If they were late, they wouldn’t get their share of the spoils.

...

The silence was broken as an Undead was spotted.

The soldiers from Snake Catcher Fortress had completely mutated; however, unlike other calamities, they still retained a portion of their sanity and combat sense, successfully using various weapons and even sword skills.

The Longsword in their hands was like the fangs of a venomous snake, chasing and biting at the Undead, and as the Undead dodged by stepping to the side, the soldiers would suddenly spin and lash out with their tails.

The tail was like the special keratin ring formed after a rattlesnake sheds its skin, making a sharp noise as it shook.

The Undead Knights could not take the initiative in the attack, even though they had been promoted to Great Knights on the Sun Knight Path and had started using sharper weapons. Still, they had little ability to fight back against the mutated soldiers.

Fortunately, there were many Undead, and they were very united.

The Wizard cast a spell, and the Fireball Technique remained the best magic to use at this stage, unmatched. The orange fireballs, dragging tails of flames, plunged into the bodies of the Snake People soldiers, the exploding blast staggering them.

The explosion in the chest caused such damage that the Snake People soldier’s body contorted and bent, leaving it furious while the flames before its eyes had not yet dissipated.

With a splash, a sword cleaved through the flames, just like an oar parts the waves.

Clutching the sword with both hands, the Undead Knight charged forward and decapitated the bewildered Snake People soldier.

The snake head fell to the ground, still twitching.

Though the Snake Catcher Fortress was strong, it had few Wizards, reflecting the current situation in the Rand Kingdom.

They scorned Wizards, and burning witches had long been a topic of idle talk. As a country that believed in Sun’s Testament, whether it was the powerful Sun’s Testament or the Knights of the Apocalypse under it, all were identified as knights.

For this reason, they had a flawed understanding of Wizards, with most people only associating them with small tricks, mystical babbling about the future, or annoying acts.

When Wizards really started to chant spells and magic gathered in their palms, the soldiers of Snake Catcher Fortress would face everything that countless enemies of Star Dragon City had faced before.

They stood side by side like a choir, holding various types of Magic Wands and other weapons, with bubbles encapsulating each of them.

The arrows from the Snake People soldiers were all blocked by the bubbles.

The defensive "bubbles" were not sturdy; after blocking the arrows, they filled with cracks and almost shattered, but ultimately, they did not.

They tried to rush towards the Wizards to stop the imminent bombardment of flames, but the knights standing firmly in front of the team blocked them like a steel wall.

No matter how ferocious the impact, it could not breach their defense quickly. The Undead, having played games and lived in times of peace, lacked combat skills and experience compared to the natives, but their defensive strength was completely different.

Every piece of equipment, every accessory was hard-earned!

The characteristic of old players was that they had resources accumulated.

They had spent money, so they were strong.

The tense forms of the Undead were pulled in the impact.

"Can’t hold on any longer!"

The number of Snake People soldiers was increasing.

But just then... here came the fireballs!

Hundreds of fireballs surged majestically into the sky and, guided by magic, unreasonably drew a huge arc before plunging down towards the crowded enemy.

A torrential rain of fire caused numerous explosions, the scorching wave engulfing the foremost enemies. The terrifying bombardment not only caused the nearby houses to shake uncontrollably but even Renzo, waiting atop a hill for the Undead to "sneak back," looked up expectantly.

"Sneaking..." Renzo recalled carefully, sure he hadn’t misspoken; what he had said was definitely about sneaking.

But why had such a large-scale conflict erupted?

Wait, such scale could no longer be considered as sneaking. Could it be that the Undead had launched a direct attack on Snake Catcher Fortress?

Renzo’s emotions fluctuated intensely; he had disdainfully contended with the Dianmi Overlord’s whispered temptations for many years, often falling asleep to its seductive whispers while still ensuring his own peace of mind.

Yet facing the Undead, this was not the first time he felt himself losing control of his emotions.

What to do now? The Lord hadn’t said anything about this.

Renzo thought it over and eventually decided to wait, carefully recalling what the Lord had told him. He believed he had found the correct answer.

Indeed, all of this was within the Lord’s calculations.

Flames engulfed the advancing Snake People soldiers, their burned bodies emitting thick smoke like stout columns rushing skyward.

Even in Emerald Hill Newbie Village, people noticed the dark clouds far at the edge of their vision, though they couldn’t see exactly what it was, nor understand the nature of the battle unfolding there.

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