The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 462 - 389 The Game is to My Taste

Chapter 462: Chapter 389 The Game is to My Taste

The first batch of modified equipment was finally freshly made.

The undead eagerly collected their gear.

The characteristic of the Dragonification Cursed Weapon was that it sprouted gray-white dragon scales, while the Iris Flower Cursed Weapon was characterized by vein-like patterns.

But the transformed parts were very few, with just a slight change in appearance that was negligible. The attribute increase wasn’t much either, overall it felt like it was just something extra, a bit of a loss.

A loss? That was correct!

While the undead were complaining, they noticed that Lind had placed a rack at the entrance of his shop, and William came out carrying a dragon’s head.

A helmet completely corroded by the Dragonification Syndrome Curse, in addition to armor and weapons, once fully assembled on the rack, became a live Dragonized Soldier.

It was placed there for the undead to assess with their own eyes.

You wouldn’t know if you didn’t look, but looking made you drool.

The defensive power was ridiculously strong!

Although it came with various negative buffs, actively attacking would cause the enemy to experience negative emotions, making it an exquisite gear that was both tough and controlling.

The undead who had fought in battles at Goliath knew how tough the Dragonized Soldiers were.

But no one had ever managed to strip a complete set of armor from a Dragonized Soldier, as the armor was fused with the flesh, so they could only sigh with longing.

Now seeing a complete set, how could they not be envious?

Then another set of armor was brought out, unlike the Dragonized Soldier’s set, this one was covered in beautiful vein patterns, but grew teardrop-shaped, squirming black orbs at certain positions, and large patches of fungal mats that covered the surface, giving it an Abyssal hellish and sinister feel.

The Iris Flower set.

Characteristics, speed increase, and increased resistance to physical attacks from sharp weapons, blunt objects, etc. Although fear of flames was a big problem, it was very suitable for speed-based classes, and even non-speed-based wizards who needed to keep distance.

Want it, they all really wanted it!

However, William frowned slightly. He was somewhat reluctant about Lind selling such things, as prolonged contact with Abyss-related and cursed items would inevitably corrupt the spirit.

But the answer Lind gave left him speechless.

They needed the undead to become stronger. They hadn’t seen the real enemies in the Abyssal Great Rift yet, but the gargoyles they encountered initially had already made it difficult for William to move.

Moreover, death could dispel the curse, so these items were most suitable for the undead.

But the same logic did not apply to Wen, because Wen’s death meant rapid physical repair, not a "load game" type of rebirth; the curse would persist.

Besides, this armor set was also suitable for those who possessed the "Serpent Ring Emblem", who could devour the curse to enhance themselves. Wearing it would not only not weaken them, but would also provide a secondary enhancement.

"How much for this?" One of the undead, unable to restrain himself any longer, asked. If they were not inferior to William and Lind, they might have directly started fighting to snatch it.

"Not for sale!"

Lind came out and said to the undead, "These weapons come from curses and have consumed a lot of my energy. I’ve managed to enhance the weapons and equipment to this level through countless experiments, about 9 times I guess? I don’t remember clearly, but it was tough."

The undead nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

They could see the equipment attribute description, but none of them cared about the rating. They only cared about whether the appearance was attractive and whether the attributes were appealing.

At the current stage, they couldn’t advance the map, they desperately needed to enhance their combat power, besides leveling up, certainly buying new weapons and new equipment.

The Officials had obviously set the map level for 41-50, but now everyone was still locked at level 20, which made the fights very exhausting.

Lind’s new equipment could undoubtedly solve the burning issue, even resisting one more strike could make a difference.

One thousand men each resisting one more strike could directly send the boss packing.

His words implied a meaning; these two sets of equipment were enhanced step by step, in other words, they could be enhanced!

So, the modified weapons and equipment they just received were definitely worth keeping.

"I must know more about the Great Rift, go hunt more Abyssal Calamities, help me explore and understand the Abyss, and I might be able to further help you."

Of course, Lind knew this wouldn’t be helpful on its own, so he said, "I will have William and Wen take the lead in command, defeat enemies, and occupy mausoleums and towers. The distance you can cover will be recorded."

Saying this, Lind nodded to William standing beside him.

William turned and went back, and when he returned, he was carrying a large wooden board.

Another of Lind’s old traditions, the leaderboard!

"You can form teams. I don’t care how many people make up your team, 1 person, 5 people, or 500 people, I can perform a fixed amount of equipment modification for teams on the leaderboard. Besides, there are rewards such as Abyss Stones, military merits, and more."

"Sir, does everyone get them?"

"Every squad has one." Lind smiled, "But how you distribute them is your business."

So it didn’t matter to Lind whether it was wealthy players hiring help to rush their score to a guaranteed top position, game studios grinding tirelessly, or lone rangers outwitting each other.

He provided a set amount of rewards and cared only for the results.

The number of prizes in the pool was finite; teams had to negotiate—if someone wanted to swallow up the rewards in one gulp to give compensations, or if another preferred to contribute selflessly, any method was possible.

"Sir, what is an Abyss Stone?"

"It’s from the prize pool available only on the front lines of the Expedition Army in the Abyss, which contains lots of Abyss-related items." Lind raised his hand and casually tapped on the equipment afflicted by Dragonification Syndrome Curse beside him.

The Undead’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Enhancing equipment required progressing through storylines, but directly drawing a full set seemed feasible too.

No one doubted their ability to draw valuable items.

The thrill of the draw lay in the universal belief before the draw that one indeed would be lucky.

Now, grinding was certainly unavoidable.

Soon, squads came to register. As Lind had guessed, those hiring companions and game studios were more common, typically numbering over 30 members, though none sported as many as 100.

Besides them, there were game streamers; Lind had seen those who paid salaries for others to join their squads, but accepting money from others to give them a slot in one’s own squad and naming it a "seat" was indeed an eye-opener for him.

To think they could exploit my name to make a quick buck—it makes me appear as part of the cut as well.

Letting you enter the Great Rift and not charging an admission fee was a miscalculation!

I’ll make sure to improve that next time.

Lind was quick to learn and resolute not to repeat his mistakes, especially knowing that many streamers and bloggers could create major upheavals for the sake of dramatic content.

With the Abyss rankings, Abyss prize pool, enhancements, and adding the combing through the Heart of Calamity as well as various materials—after these enhancements, the Undead re-entered the Great Rift finally feeling, "The game is really stirring now."

"Sir," William asked as he watched the hastening Undead, "Is this really effective?"

"It’s not," Lind replied, "They are merely immortal, not invincible."

The current Undead, just like when they faced the great serpent and the Dragon King before, seemed stronger in terms of skills and equipment, but their actual power hadn’t increased much.

No matter how numerous or fearless the ants are, facing a sea of flames means getting burnt to a crisp; confidence and fearlessness alone don’t secure victory.

"But why..." William didn’t understand.

"The only way to motivate them to fight desperately is to prevent the entities from the Abyss from advancing further."

Someone has to hold back the Abyss with their lives.

Fortunately, the lives of the Undead aren’t considered lives.

Hearing this, William was silent, wishing to object, yet he recognized it as the best current solution.

"Your mission is equally crucial—gathering that intelligence and information, then taking more control to ensure continuous progress, but also be cautious of the entities within the Abyss."

The true power of the Rock King of the Abyss remained unknown to Lind—he had only encountered a projection born from the Cunning King previously.

But conservatively estimated, it could likely be above level 61.

Considering his own strength and various battles, Lind was sure his combined combat ability was definitely above level 51, but he had never faced an enemy at level 61.

In terms of specific combat capabilities, he surely surpassed the fourth ring but probably hadn’t reached the fifth ring yet.

Lind didn’t plan to venture into the Great Rift just yet; the General could charge into battles, but standing guard was off the table for him.

If successful in forging a path for Epic-Level Storm Knights, perhaps Lind might consider taking a look himself.

Seeing Lind gathering up two sets of armor, prepared to leave, William couldn’t help asking, "Sir, what are you planning to do?"

"Prepare the chests."

Soon, there would definitely be a surge of Undead using the Abyss Stones to draw prizes, so he had to prepare in advance to let them enjoy fully.

He had to leave again, taking those thousands of Hearts of Calamity with him.

Those many Hearts of Calamity didn’t necessarily have to be used to create path-making Magic Potions; they could also be used in creating ordinary potion elixirs, which would definitely enhance the effects vastly. No one had ever dared to use Hearts of Calamity for potions before.

Given they come from the Abyss, the potions might carry some negative effects of the Abyssal Curse.

But surely, the Undead wouldn’t mind too much.

He wouldn’t just casually sell them at merchants, but would stuff the powerful elixirs into the chests.