The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 501 - 412 Why Is It Called a Defense Tower_3

Chapter 501: Chapter 412 Why Is It Called a Defense Tower_3

A red name fluttered in the distance, and on our side... I actually had the highest level!

Shit!

Ding-Dang wasn’t looking at the crotch as she tried to steady her emotions. She had never thought that just because she was Level 30, she, who could only be considered an ordinary person in the game, had already become the strongest combat force in this battle.

Lind had just left riding the Flying Dragon. She knew that.

The Crystal Mage had already rushed to the front line, a message from her teammates.

Not long ago, Wen had killed Ostis.

Who could turn the tide?

Barrage: "I get it! It’s part of the plot!"

Ding-Dang wasn’t looking at the crotch asked, "I know it’s part of the plot, but the problem is they’re already on their way to kill us, and it’s a surprise attack."

Barrage: "Look behind you!"

Ding-Dang wasn’t looking at the crotch doubtedly, but still turned around: "Behind?"

Then, she slowly opened her mouth in shock.

The barrage went crazy.

"Fuck!" "Oh my God!" "Damn it!" "Mommy!" "The Fifth Apostle!" "Remiel!"

Raven City gradually became enshrouded in shadows, and all the residents of Raven City, as well as the Green Skins who were frantically charging outside, could see the assassin’s transformation.

The huge magical Alchemy building rose into the air, dominating the view.

And people had to keep looking up, straining their necks, to just barely bring it into their line of sight.

Such a colossal structure was none other than the building referred to by the Undead as the "Crystal Defense Tower," a transmission construction.

Some also called it a signal base station, a power tower, or a pyramid.

But when the building that occupied their line of sight rose into the air and stirred the clouds in the sky, quickly gathering into a funnel-shaped thundercloud, the hearts of the onlooking witnesses were filled with nothing but shock.

Thunder roared and churned, the air itself seemed to ignite.

The thunder rumbling from the dark clouds was like the roar of Dragon King Kote, reminding everyone who saw this scene of the Battle of Goliath, where Dragon King Kote, wielding Thunder, was invincible.

During that war, the Undead could not approach, Lind relied on his robustness to barely hanging on, the war lasted a long time, the ground turned to scorched earth, and the buildings were reduced to ashes in an instant.

And now, the thunderclouds reappeared.

Barrage: "We didn’t get the name wrong, huh? What’s it called again?"

The Thunder, enwrapped in high temperature, seemed to light a fuse, slipping out from the twisting funnel cloud and plunging directly into the Green Skins’ charge army composed entirely of Great Knights.

The scorching heat swept through the Green Skin army in an instant, blowing them into a big crater, flesh and blood flying, the smell of meat filling the air.

The blinding thunder danced wildly among the clouds, and the Thunder kept falling, one bolt after another.

Not a single Green Skin was able to escape the calamity.

This was the power of the law of Rand Kingdom, the power of Thunder. The Undead, who had once been Great Knights, could not even come close before being easily erased. Now, the Green Skins, also Great Knights, even with stronger bodies, could only face one path: death.

Flesh, rock, and those expensive armors bought from the Undead and the black market exploded or melted and twisted instantly upon being hit by the Thunder.

The charging Green Skins turned to dust, as if a massive rake was scouring the ground layer by layer, Thunder raging outside Raven City with the most unbridled cruelty.

The Green Skins could only hurriedly seek shelter, trying to find cover in the open terrain.

Digging holes or hiding behind the corpses of their kin.

And the Green Skin leader in charge of this charge was completely green in the face.

The Thunderstorm that ravaged like a tempest enveloped the entire battlefield; the Green Skins, usually so rugged that they could fight on even with a twisted arm, were now like pitiful ants, shivering helplessly in the storm.

He finally remembered what had been overlooked when discussing this attack earlier.

That thing was called the Crystal Defense Tower.

Crystal wasn’t the key point; defense was!

He clutched his weapon tightly in his hand, a cherished weapon reluctantly sold by the Undead. He had paid a hefty price for it, enough to buy two Alchemical Bombs.

Its effect was such that it could swing out a swath of Frost, and enemies touched by the blade’s impact would be affected too.

Such a fearsomely powerful force.

But now he could only shrink here, not daring to move. His knuckles turned white from gripping the weapon too hard, his gaze filled with fear of the Thunder meat grinder in front of him.

For this, he could only pray to the god of the sea, over and over again.

The terrifying Thunder showed no sign of abating, so all he could do was listen to the roar of the Thunder and the laments of his kin, enduring it with difficulty.

The surrounding temperature inappropriately began to rise again, the dense Thunder sweeping the area causing the temperature to soar, breathing already felt unbearably hot.

Sweat began to pour out; he knew he might die and that he might directly perish on the battlefield heated by the high temperature, steamed red like a crab.

But suddenly, the Thunder stopped, and a heavy rain began to fall from the sky.

"Is it over?" he wondered in surprise.

He knew he had escaped a disaster.

But when he stood up, all he saw was the city gate of Raven City opening in the distance.

Those people were about to start cleaning up the battlefield!