The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 452 - 381 Dominant Body?

Chapter 452: Chapter 381 Dominant Body?

The Undead had been inside the fortress for three days now, and the messages kept passing back.

The exiles were also speeding up the production of resistance potions.

More and more Undead would be let in, the second team would arrive very soon, and everyone was impatient to experience the new game content. Watching others slay enemies on the front lines was more unbearable to them than being killed themselves.

The exiles who had been holding back the exploration progress of the Undead were finally exterminated with difficulty.

Severed arms by sword blades, throats cut, they had learned how to achieve victory in more efficient ways, thoroughly understanding the enemy’s pre-attack movements through death.

The shambling walking corpses, with their fixed and low-intelligence attack patterns, were not hard to deal with as long as you could guard the back; the real difficulty was avoiding being surrounded, because if encircled, death was certain.

The Dragon Scale Sword moved swiftly within the fortress, his agile figure winning many battles, like a solo action movie sequence, where he had to pull off all sorts of dazzling moves, while all his enemies had to do was to die in various postures.

Goo splattered on the armor, and the resistance potions were also exhausted, with the plague infection becoming more and more severe.

But he finally made it to the gate, then by pulling a lever he successfully opened the fortress’s main gate.

"Hahaha, I’m infected! The infection bar is almost full!" the Dragon Scale Sword said with a laugh.

Mutations and distortions were already visible on his body.

According to the settings, he was supposed to be killed by William here to avoid completely turning into an Abyss monster.

During their leisure time watching videos, everyone knew how bad it was to turn into an Abyss monster, stuck in forced idle mode, still a monster after resurrection.

To put it simply... the account would be forcibly taken over by The Officials, and you could never appeal to get it back. The account was done for.

As William was just about to approach him with his sword raised, the Black Tortoise Shield suddenly asked, "My lord, may I do the killing?"

"What?" William was stunned.

Was it for the pursuit of a warrior’s honor? But the Undead could resurrect even after dying.

The Black Tortoise Shield said, "I just think it’s interesting, I’ve never done it before."

William was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

"Buy me dinner!" the Dragon Scale Sword said, pointing to his neck, "Hey, how are you planning to do it? Chop my head off directly or hang me?"

"Can I burn you at the stake?"

"Come on, don’t need to make it so dramatic; let’s just go with beheading. I’m going offline for dinner later."

"You really like to take the easy gains, don’t you."

"Heh, you’re the one who just agreed."

The Black Tortoise Shield took out an axe, weighed it, and said, "Come here, kneel down!"

"Great and merciful lord, spare my life~" the Dragon Scale Sword quickly got into character, and several others gathered around to watch the excitement.

Just as the Black Tortoise Shield stepped on the Dragon Scale Sword’s back, pressing him down on the platform, preparing to chop off his head with an axe, the Dragon Scale Sword suddenly said, "Hey, do you think at this moment a dragon named Audwin might fly by, and then I’d be free?"

"Get lost!" the Black Tortoise Shield didn’t bother to answer and swung down the axe at once.

The body turned to ash.

Some time passed, and the Dragon Scale Sword reappeared. Aside from the bloodstains and ashes on the ground, no one would believe that just a short while ago, he had been lying there, getting his head chopped off.

With the fortress gate now open, the Undead’s exploration became much easier. They no longer had to climb the mountain on the east side after every resurrection, nor did they have to take the long route over walls and rooftops; this time, they could enter directly through the main gate, saving at least a few hours of travel.

The long and winding route had wasted the Undead’s exploration time, but now they could finally launch a charge unafraid of death.

Unfortunately, without resistance potions, charging could only end in death.

The Undead’s firepower hit at the fortress gate, like a spear quickly penetrating deep within, and without the exiles to hinder them, progress became less difficult.

They reached the Black River.

As soon as their feet touched the black viscous liquid, the Undead’s expression instantly changed.

"Damn it, this stuff speeds up the infection bar!"

"It’s over, it’s all over!"

As they were shouting, the complexion of that Undead changed again; he had accumulated a lot along the way, and now, with the black liquid accelerating it, his body uncontrollably began to fall into Abyssal transformation.

Watching as his companions became shorter and shorter around him.

He was growing rapidly taller!

And they all turned into red names—he knew he must have become an Abyss monster.

My body was in a "stutter" state too, during the internal test, when the plague infection occurred, the undead didn’t even turn into monsters, they would simply get disconnected forcibly, now it has become not getting disconnected, but only being able to go AFK and watch helplessly.

My teammates began their attack in perfect sync.

After the infection, my combat power truly increased, but still, it wasn’t easy facing a group of elite undead who were carefully selected.

The "AFK" would follow the body’s last known directive.

After being infected, the body of the undead uncontrollably charged toward the fortress gate, barely coming out to meet a figure.

In the midst of the spacious fortress gate, that figure seemed very small, yet the sight of the red name almost made the undead pee himself.

Lind!

[Life: 65000/65000]

The terrifying health bar made him think it was his eyes playing tricks; what was going on, he became stronger again.

This health bar, are you sure anyone can actually hit you?!

Weren’t we supposed to stick to the protagonist of the beta version? How come you are always getting stronger, you’re not really going to level up with us undead, are you?

Lind took the initiative to walk towards him.

The body of the undead attacked instinctively, striking Lind who did not even flinch.

"Oh come on, Dominant Body?!"

There was no feedback from the hit.

Lind raised his fist high.

The instinct to roll of the undead began to act up, efficient movement to deceive the enemy into attacking first, and now that everyone’s strength was increasing, rolling was no longer like a clumsy bear tumbling; moreover, combined with many skills, rolling could have an unexpectedly strong effect.

It might look a bit silly, but rolling was really powerful, second only to turning your head to run away. If you can’t beat them, run; always remain unbeatable.

But Lind still held his fist high, his eyes locked on the undead.

Right when the undead stopped, Lind’s fist came crashing down.

"Great opportunity!" Even though his body was not under his control, the undead, forced into AFK, couldn’t help but marvel at the clever timing of the roll, a perfect imitation of his own AFK behavior.

However, as he stood up after rolling to retaliate, Lind’s fist slowly but surely hit him in the face.

"Damn, Delayed Fist, slow-cutting sword!"

Dominant Body plus slow-cutting sword, truly unanswerable.

The force of that punch sent the undead peeing blood, the lengthy health bar instantly wiped clean, leaving a single-digit number.

Lind, who had held back, did not kill the undead with one punch but instead tied him up with chains, then placed his hand on the undead’s head.

When the undead saw his own fully charged corruption bar suddenly drop from 100% to 99%, he immediately understood.

Turns out the most potent resistance medicine is Lind!

Having a safety net makes things easier.

[Your action has been detested by Lind, affection points -10]

The undead was just about to speak, but after receiving the notification, his expression instantly changed, on the verge of tears.

"No, come on! I really didn’t mean to get infected!"

But what’s done was done, it couldn’t be changed.

It was well known that farming Lind’s affection points was the hardest, and just because I hadn’t controlled it well, I had been turned, and now I was starting to lose affection points.

He warned the undead who followed, "A warning to those who come after, you must control yourself, or else you’ll lose affection points."

What would I do if my affection points were gone and Lind wouldn’t help me anymore? The more I thought about it, the more I felt the loss!

The harder it is to farm something, the more you regret losing it afterward.

As for William, his affection points were easy to max out; just throw some big talk at him, say some heroic lines, then act a bit more valiantly in battle.

But even with high affection points, it was of no practical use, as William could provide no substantial benefits.

"Sir, I want to buy some resistance medicine," the undead said.

Just going with the flow and dying when the bar was nearly full was too late, so what if it costs money, I’ll spend it!

[Your behavior has been appreciated by Lind, affection points +1]