The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 511 - 416 Base Car, Deploy!

Chapter 511: Chapter 416 Base Car, Deploy!

"It’s finally coming!"

Lind issued the assembly order, and all the Undead who had passed his selection and "political review" converged, totaling 3,000.

These 3,000 Undead met multiple criteria, such as being lawful, hardworking, and having extremely long online times.

It was necessary to weed out some uncontrollable Undead, even if they were powerful—Lind was going to Magic Land to search for a Magic Potion to ascend to greater strength and would face unknown enemies. Internal chaos and disobedience could cause problems.

Of course, he didn’t outright dismiss them; he gave the remaining Undead hope. They still had a chance to join the second expedition if they performed well.

So, work hard for the development of the Rand Kingdom.

The leading Undead were almost all in the team, including some video bloggers with large fan bases, encompassing both post-production and live broadcasters. Lind needed to ensure he was frequently seen by the Undead; no one was going to replace him as the most special NPC.

The identity of an NPC was the most secure among his many personas.

The Ashen King.

The Undead, clad in heavy armor, followed Lind up the volcano, looking at it as if it were a boiling crucible, their hearts already beating nervously.

"Jump like this?"

"Won’t we turn directly into charcoal blocks?"

"I think there’s a plot."

They all looked to Lind, the only one they could trust at this moment as an NPC.

But Lind himself wasn’t too sure either; thankfully, it was similar to what he had discussed with the Crystal Mage and others. Although they hadn’t used this method to return to Magic Land since the Ring of Magic was shattered, the basic method wouldn’t be wrong.

"Hold hands!" Lind called out.

Three thousand fully armed Undead, obediently hand in hand like kindergarten children, then all looked longingly at Lind.

The iron chains that spread from Lind’s body bound Tione, William, and a group of Undead behind them.

Quite a long centipede.

The ground began to bubble, and then Lind felt the land under his feet sinking, the Undead he was dragging "ah" as they too burrowed underground.

The distant onlooking Undead could only watch with curiosity and envy as a long line of hand-in-hand Undead were rapidly pulled into the volcano and disappeared from sight.

Afterwards, some rushed up to search but couldn’t find them.

It was Lind’s first time riding the "express" of the Magic World. He had asked Mico and the others about their riding experience, but the expressions on their faces were all so odd; the ride clearly wasn’t pleasant.

As for when it would arrive, there were no detailed notifications.

The "idealism" of magic only allowed them to say, "When you see the blue world, you’ve arrived."

Before his body fully melded with the earth, Lind took a deep breath. Only when he was sure he didn’t feel suffocated did he open his eyes, only to find darkness ahead.

Without the slightest discomfort, his body felt as though it had entered the warm amniotic fluid of a womb, with a continual supply of power nourishing his body.

No sound could be heard, and speaking would make no noise either.

But the sense of touch was there; he felt as if he were inside a worm twisting through the mud, suddenly moving up and then suddenly down.

Twisting, twisting, with no way to determine direction.

Here underground, even identifying direction seemed pointless.

Following the chain, he grasped a hand—slender fingers suggested it could only belong to Tione.

Lind had mixed feelings about his "fiancée," who seemed to have emotional detachment, maintaining a naive curiosity about everything in the world yet without depth.

Well-known among all, Lind only played the emotional card with NPCs, and for those willing to share his hardships, he never skimped on offering rewards.

For the deluded, he’d greet their heads with a Two-handed Sword using his New Year’s Swordsmanship.

Emotionless ones were tricky to handle.

The walking fragment of the Ring of Magic, gleaming in gold. If he hurt her, she might run away.

Time was meaningless here; Lind could confirm the number of Undead through the chains. Every so often, some Undead would disappear, but they would reappear after some time.

It seemed that logging in and out wouldn’t return them to the Xilu Continent.

Lind sighed with relief.

He couldn’t calculate the time, but he could check the official website, monitoring the progress of Rand Kingdom.

The Crimson Knight had already embarked on their second journey, aiming to drive the Green Skins to the Great Frozen Land and build a wall there.

The Undead were enthusiastic. Compared to building walls with bricks, they seemed more interested in constructing them with ice, but had to give up due to unsuitable conditions.

However, the Undead constructed multiple defensive fortifications, successfully turning the war against the Green Skins into a tower defense game.

The advance of the Black Marsh Kingdom continued.

"Welcome to this week’s ’Character Chronicles’. This time we’re introducing Melulan."

"Melulan was once the queen of the Black Marsh Kingdom, also the daughter of the Kingdom’s Grand Lord, with many supporters. The Emperor of the Black Marsh Kingdom, fearing connections between Melulan and her supporters, chose to imprison her until her disappearance many years ago."

"Melulan reappeared in the Rand Kingdom. She is the queen served by the mysterious ’Black Knight’. As our information is limited, we know little about the ’Black Knight’. The character is rather one-dimensional, but we can confirm he is a very powerful individual who once destroyed the Blood Clan single-handedly and tore apart the Crimson Monarch."