The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 493 - 410: The Bloodless Prince’s Frustration

Chapter 493: Chapter 410: The Bloodless Prince’s Frustration

The chaos of the Black Marsh Kingdom...

The Bloodless Prince Ostis frowned as he looked at the thick stack of scrolls that was presented before him.

Ever since the Ring of Magic had broken, Ostis had been lost in a daze for quite some time, but during his travels, he came across a pregnant woman with a bulging belly, abandoned heartlessly because she was a mistress who had conceived a child with a local noble.

Ostis had saved the woman, but she still died beside him.

From that day on, Ostis had risen with a different set of thoughts in mind: this chaotic world and the do-nothing nobility had no reason to exist.

"Bloodless" referred to his complete lack of noble lineage.

His followers thrust him onto the throne of the new nobility, and then he climbed to the "Heroic Rank" through his own efforts.

His goal was to quell the civil strife in the Black Marsh Kingdom and then to thwart the Aadbyssal Great Rift’s invasion, but his forces were still too few. Even after discovering a portion of the mysteriously powerful Undead, who were willing to serve him, it was still not enough.

It would be a battle that drained several years, possibly more than a decade.

Ostis had made sufficient preparations, but unexpectedly, just a few days ago, a group of Undead appeared. These Undead were different from those already seen in the Black Marsh Kingdom; they were exceptionally strong and carried the aura of the Abyss.

The Abyss had infected the Undead!

Ostis was deeply concerned, so he immediately sent people to prepare to intercept, but to his surprise, these Undead still had their senses.

They bore no hostility and were very willing to communicate.

"They took the initiative to eliminate the nearby Calamity."

As Ostis read the information passed on through the scrolls, he couldn’t help feeling puzzled.

"And then? What else?"

"Like the Undead seen in the Black Marsh Kingdom, they operate like mercenaries, demanding a reward for every deed."

"That’s not an issue!" Ostis exclaimed in surprise.

If there was such a powerful army of the Undead, whether it was uniting the Black Marsh Kingdom to end the civil war or fighting the Abyssal Great Rift shouldn’t be a problem, right?

Now, Ostis’s problem lay in the insufficient strength of his forces.

"But their demands are quite high."

"How high?"

"They want excellent weapons, treasures, alchemy materials, and the Heart of Calamity."

"Heart of Calamity? I remember we still have dozens of them." Ostis waved his hand, "If they can be hired, then use them to employ the Undead."

"Yes!"

Two days later, the soldiers that went to investigate returned once again.

"Your Highness!"

"How did it go?"

"Some strange figures have appeared among those Undead."

"Mutants?"

The new age "new nobility" is more adaptable to these times than the old nobility ever was.

"Yes," confirmed the soldier with a nod.

"That means they might have started to worship the Evil God." At present, other than drinking Magic Potion causing uncontrollable physical mutations towards more magic-like growth, only the worship of the Evil God could lead to racial and appearance changes.

"Possibly, but we haven’t observed them praying to any gods; instead, they’re spreading some kind of peculiar cult."

"What about recruitment? How is that going?" Ostis didn’t care about the cult.

His own force had also developed from a cult, but reaching this point had little to do with the cult. In the early stages, a cult could attract a group of like-minded people. However, ideological conflicts were unresolved and even became an obstacle to development.

He reached today’s status all through his own efforts.

"They have formed a trading caravan," the soldier didn’t answer Ostis’s question directly but seemed to lead the discussion elsewhere.

"A caravan, trading with whom?" Ostis knew how his subordinates spoke, so he followed through with the question.

"With local Undead and some other powers willing to trade."

"And then?" Ostis always felt something was off.

"They are selling Hearts of Calamity, including not only the kind we have in our storehouses but also rarer, more advanced ones!"

Ostis:...

What? They’re even richer than me?

It was a common understanding between Ostis and his men that the Undead couldn’t form a stable force.

But this new batch of Undead seemed different; their sheer strength was enough to grab Ostis’s attention.

"Investigate how many of them there are first."

If it was impossible to recruit this batch of Undead by hiring them, then other methods would have to be considered, but this would require a long-term plan.

Time rushed by, and Ostis didn’t even need his soldiers to bring messages to witness the changes around him.

Great fires, storms, explosions...

It never ceased.

The entire Black Marsh Kingdom stirred to life.

And finally, his belated soldiers returned with the news from their investigation.

"Your Highness, there’s been an incident," said the soldier.

"What happened?" Ostis frowned, increasingly feeling that these Undead might pose a bit of trouble.

"Our Undead have all left, defected to them."

"What?!"

Ostis didn’t take the Undead lightly, but that didn’t mean the power of the Undead could be lost. Soldiers unafraid of death were very useful.

"What else?"

Moktelyria Province had come into contact with the Undead and welcomed them in.

Trouble!

Ostis’s countenance turned sour.

In the Black Marsh Kingdom, Emperor Haff Loyd of the Black Marsh maintained a hostile attitude toward the Undead. Or rather, his "great loyalists" did, having built an Undead Prison and locked up the captured Undead within.

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