The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 420 - 353: Renamed to Detecting Guard

Chapter 420: Chapter 353: Renamed to Detecting Guard

Lind reached out and held Melulan, placing her mutilated body on a bed that had long been prepared.

"Have you ever thought about gaining some power?"

"I’ve always longed for power!" she gritted her teeth, the hatred in her heart making her eager to return to the Black Marsh Kingdom and shred the king’s face.

In death, her body was sold like a commodity, modified, and the humiliation and rage had taken over her mind.

"Just in time, I have a kind of power to recommend to you, it comes from the Black Marsh Kingdom."

He wasn’t worried at all that Melulan would turn against him after gaining great power. Melulan was just an ordinary woman, and even if the royal blood allowed her to become a powerhouse similar to the Crimson Monarch, she could never be stronger than Redwald, who was already dead and no match for him.

And Lind, he was still growing stronger, without ever having stopped.

Melulan transformed into the Blood Clan at a startling rate; it was a transformation ritual imbued with an aura of Cult Scriptures, one that Lind had witnessed Undead becoming Blood Wart Demons.

Her cheeks were wan and pallid, her eyes occupied by flickering crimson flames, with crimson lines crawling from the corners of her eyes across her cheeks.

Sharp fangs escaped between her red lips, glinting coldly.

She was murmuring to herself, a bloody and uneasy atmosphere blowing wildly in the underground ranch; Lind could feel that faint unease, her power now was roughly at the "Upper Rank" level.

A scar abruptly appeared on Melulan’s neck as if a sharp and slender invisible nail had torn through her chest.

Blood-red roses radiated out and immediately began to flutter like butterfly wings, struggling with all their might to escape from her chest.

The blood succeeded.

A colossal spiderweb woven entirely from blood enveloped the area above Lind’s head, and he could feel that Melulan hadn’t disappeared or weakened; rather, she was growing even stronger.

She had broken through to the Hero Rank.

When the crimson spiderweb rewove into a cocoon, Lind could hear strong heartbeats.

A pale arm broke through the blood cocoon, reaching out.

The woman’s light laughter echoed in the space, and far away in the Blood Lambs ranch, the Blood Lambs seemed to hear a sound that instilled fear in them, collapsing to the ground quivering.

Above him, it was as if flames were burning; Lind caught a glimpse of a battlefield in a trance.

Giants that could easily rip mountains apart with their movements approached him, and something was turning in the flames until he saw it was an eyeball as large as the moon.

Flowers had bloomed at his feet without notice, blossoming then withering; Lind looked down to see his fingers also turning to fragments, slowly crumbling.

This was an unprecedented scene of fear. A sense of powerlessness enveloped him completely, and terror rapidly eroded his heart.

"An illusion?" Lind tried to break free.

He tried to calm down, but fear felt like an instinct, and he watched the giant stop before him and look down on him while its head pierced the sky, surpassing the clouds.

Then that giant eye staring at him set everything before it ablaze, with endless crimson flooding from the pupil, submerging everything in Lind’s view.

The flowers brought a quiet, accelerating death.

Lind confronted his own "death." His body continued to tremble, feeling very familiar with this power, as if he had felt it when his noble power was awakened.

The difference was that this time the power was very tangible.

His instincts took over faster, and the power of the Crest surged out from various channels and easily took control.

He tried to guess what the three types of power represented, but it all turned into light laughter in the end, it didn’t matter at all.

"Is it over?" Lind looked towards the blood cocoon; Melulan’s arm twitched slightly, as if she hadn’t expected Lind to wake up, or perhaps she had just moved accidentally during a nightmare.

The blood cocoon bloomed like a flower, with a naked Melulan sitting tilted inside.

"The power of bloodline," she looked at Lind with eyes full of fear, when she could not bear the power within her bloodline, she chose to forcefully cram it all into Lind’s head with her mental power, letting him bear the burden.

The scenes that had left her voiceless with terror were actually forcibly resisted by Lind, and he seemed to be doing it with ease.

She was afraid and apologized for her actions just now.

It was not until Lind left the underground and returned to Star Dragon City that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That was a close call!

In the following days within Star Dragon City, the ’book thief’ Dome who knew a little about everything and Miss Troll Esha engaged in numerous academic research sessions.

The profound knowledge of a top student delighted Dome.

However, Lind was more concerned about the development of his territory. There were not many undead remaining in Star Dragon City, and as Lind’s power center shifted to Goliath, Star Dragon City had cooled down, with only one or two newly-arrived undead occasionally seen wandering the streets haphazardly.

His magic task system had undergone numerous updates, and now as long as the signal transmission issue could be solved, it would be able to cover all territories.

And the magic alchemical tools to transmit signals had already been made, although their durability was not very high, but their cost was very low.

"Now there are two kinds, one can be used casually, I call it the Signal Stone," Dome confidently showcased his research results, "It can transmit signals for 10 miles, and it can absorb the stray energy in the air to recharge itself."

The technology obtained from the Mechanical Cult was like a cornerstone; Lind was unsure whether Dome had gone down the wrong path, but the results were still very pleasing.

"The manufacturing cost has already been reduced to the lowest, but the price is still steep."

"That’s not a problem," Lind naturally had ways to solve problems.

"And the other kind?"

"A larger, amplified Signal Stone,"

Dome, full of excitement, led Lind forward until they crossed the castle walls and saw the pyramid structure. Only then did Lind understand what Dome meant by "amplified."

"It has too many drawbacks," Dome said helplessly, "First, as you see, it’s too conspicuous, it will surely attract countless attacks; second, it’s very expensive to make, my Lord! Very expensive!"

"Is there a chance for optimization?" Lind asked.

"This is based on your Gold Badge, there is no room for optimization. Its only function is to transmit signals, but you can add some other features to it based on this."

"Other features?"

"Like magic Mystic Runes, barriers, and so on, then have someone control it, maybe it can increase its chances of survival when it’s under attack," Dome’s voice grew fainter.

He had spent more than a year and a large amount of funds to finally produce such a thing, he could even imagine how angry the Lord must be.

But unexpectedly.

"That’s a great idea, Dome."

Lind clapped his hands, laughing heartily.

Even Miss Troll Esha who followed along looked puzzled, if one could distinguish a puzzled expression on her face.

"Hmm, the Signal Stone can be mass-produced, but we need to add some features, have it communicate with the Gold Badge, and then organize the wizards to learn how to build it."

Lind pointed at the pyramid, paused for a moment, and said, "Right, let’s give it a name, how about Crystal Defense Tower?"

"Crystal Defense Tower?" Dome was puzzled; he could not understand what it had to do with crystals or defense towers.

"Yes, and let’s change the name of the Signal Stone," Lind nodded, he had already thought of a way to make the undead willingly mine materials and then willingly help him expand his horizons.

"Let’s rename it to Scout Guard."