The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 373 - 317 Head-to-Head Swordplay

Chapter 373: Chapter 317 Head-to-Head Swordplay

The exploration never ceased for a moment, and when Lind heard about the Druids again, he received news of her death, which caused a huge emotional turmoil in Lind, because the Undead had actually found a way to "farm points" thanks to the Druids.

The Undead had devised a deceitful tactic where they use themselves as bait, luring each of the fully mutated Old Nobility, now estranged from their human form, to dive into the mouth of the Marchioness as if diving for freedom.

The true potential of the undead’s characteristic was indeed being exploited to the extreme, and although Lind would not default on a debt for such a minor expenditure, every Old Nobility enemy the Undead sacrificed themselves to kill, could potentially cost a Rand Legion Soldier his life if encountered, and each soldier’s life was worth far more than these rewards.

For this Lind had to pay a significant amount of Military Merits, and similar scenarios kept unfolding without end.

But it was also because of the presence of the Undead that the speed at which they advanced on the Royal City increased, and a battle Lind estimated would take half a year to finish might end up being significantly shorter.

Marcus and Lance stood together on Goliath’s Royal City wall.

Years had passed since they last stood there, including the Land Soldiers who followed them up, whether commanders, squad leaders, Wizards, or even ordinary Soldiers, all of them couldn’t help but start to reminisce.

The once glorious City of Gold fell into the throes of war because of their arrival.

Yet the flames of war are a necessary means to forge Gold, removing its impurities and restoring its luster.

The broad walls of Goliath’s Royal City were wide enough for two Wheels to pass side by side.

"How long has he been kneeling?" Marcus asked, looking at the prostrated figure in a black cloak in the distance.

The strong wind on the city wall whipped their clothes with a whistling sound.

The gaunt Renzo was kneeling silently, his black cloak pulled by the wind, as if he would be carried off by it the next moment.

Everyone was not well acquainted with this unsightly fellow, but they all knew he was deeply trusted by Lind.

It seemed the Undead also had a soft spot for Renzo.

"A pact," Reed said as he arrived just then, "a pact between him and our lord."

Reed had some interaction with Renzo. Although they weren’t very close, they had some understanding of each other.

The meeting between Renzo and Lind began with a pact; Lind had once promised to take Renzo back to Goliath.

It wasn’t just Renzo, Lind had made similar promises to many others, including Lance, Marcus, Reed, and now they all stood on this land that was both familiar and foreign.

The time it took was even less than two years.

The Rand Legion had now occupied the walls of the Royal City and half of its land, and all that was left to do was to keep pushing forward until they breached the Royal Palace and ascended the Golden Throne.

The Golden Throne was like an obsession.

Since Lind had kept his promises to them, they would also honor their own, to serve him loyally until death in battle.

The wind still howled, only after reaching great heights could one feel the pressure coming from the distance.

The army’s advance into the Royal City slowed to a crawl.

They were encountering more and more obstacles, mad, mutated Old Nobility, Dragonized Soldiers, and other things imprisoned in the Royal City Dungeon that would occasionally burst out.

Once, the dungeons beneath the Royal City held noble prisoners from foreign lands, non-human magical beasts, and even "children of demigods" from the legends; now they had all become stumbling blocks to their mission of reunification.

These creatures harbored hostility toward everyone.

Lance and others all inevitably looked up at the highest place, the Royal Palace.

It represented the ultimate power of the Rand Kingdom.

The grand and magnificent palace stood as if built upon the peak of a great mountain, its sharp towers piercing the sky, with thunderclouds rolling incessantly above it, occasional forked lightning striking out, and more flickering lights roaming within the clouds.

It once took but a moment to reach the Royal Palace from below, but now they had been delayed for half a month.

That heavy gate remained tightly shut, unknown who could push it open.

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My character Reed would never lose, striding along the road with his greatsword in hand.

He had no teammates, journeying alone.

While others frantically farmed the Fox Hole instance, he stayed back at Mountain Demon Castle taking on quests.

Seeing many opening Hunter shops, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t envious, but he still gritted his teeth and endured.

When others headed to Riven City, getting ready to join the "Golden Throne" storyline, he was still completing the few remaining quests at Mountain Demon Castle.

Not until recently had he successfully acquired a set of good equipment and skills.

"Lion Slash," also known as "Lind’s Lion Slash."

Skill description: [Lind’s Lion Slash: A sword move researched by Lind Armand, the leap and chop deliver impressive power, unleashing 100% of the slashing strength]

Because the skill description was quite ordinary, and the price was somewhat expensive, plus Mountain Demon Castle was located in a remote area, many left after getting their hands on Snake Catcher magic potions.

Others, influenced by Red Spirit Linde’s "class teaching," found the Snake Catcher’s ten flashy skills exciting, and even if they had points, they would spend all their points learning new skills.

Now, my character Reed, with his greatsword, would uncover the true potential of Lion Slash.

Just like a certain Branded Warrior.

His ears twitched slightly as he captured the "huff huff" sounds from the environment, the breathing of the Dragonized Soldiers—whose cardiopulmonary capabilities struggled to support their cumbersome bodies, making quite a noise.

Reed did not act rashly, but instead pulled out a crossbow, squinting as he scoped out the situation, until he spotted a Dragonized Soldier in a blind spot up high.

"Three of them in total, one with a shield, another with a bow, and that one up there must be an elite with wings."

Any of these three Dragonized Soldiers could have been a boss in another setting.

He quickly found the right position. There was a narrow area up ahead ideal for battle, where the 3V1 could forcibly be turned into 3 instances of 1V1, a Wheel battle.

The moment he burst out from the corner, Reed was detected, and the Dragonized Soldiers rushed towards him; the elite above spread its wings, diving down.

Everything was almost as he had calculated. At the critical moment, he successfully charged into the narrow space, and quickly raised his heavy greatsword.

He had used this skill countless times, feeling the pleasure of strength obeying his will.

The reason he saw Lion Slash as a divine skill created by Lind was that the skill had no precursor moves or even a cooldown—it merely fused the method of power transfer with the sword techniques.

Undead, incapable of 100% mastering their own strength, would have their bodies mimic the physical state of Lind when they learned "skills."

Neither Undead, Old Nobility, New Nobility, Mutants, nor Calamities could achieve 100% control over their strength, but they could do so while using skills created by Lind.

The skills were created by Lind, and from the moment they took shape, they were imitations of his state.

No matter which Great Knight and how they had come to be, their strength was terrifying, yet they all couldn’t release their power normally.

But now, they briefly could.

"Lion Slash!"

He couldn’t help wanting to shout the name of the skill, as strength and spirit erupted from within him.

Leaping up, Reed’s body spun in the air, smashing the greatsword down with the momentum and power he had summoned towards the front.

The shield-bearing Dragonized Soldier had just rushed over when it was crushed in the head by the massive greatsword—it almost seemed as if it had deliberately offered its head.

Therefore, this move was also called: Head Coming Sword Technique!

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