The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 536 - 433 Today is Another Hopeful Day

Chapter 536: Chapter 433 Today is Another Hopeful Day

"I know who you are, you should have brought back some humans," the Black Armored Officer turned his head to look at Black Blood.

Black Blood’s return empty-handed clearly indicated he had failed his mission.

"They have found a new shelter, and I encountered a group of formidable foes who annihilated all of my men."

Black Blood did not want to entangle himself too much with the other party here, speaking more might spread the sad tale of his experience throughout the Beast’s Nest by tomorrow.

Perhaps it had already started spreading.

The Black Armored Officer looked at him with disdain.

Black Blood said, "I need to see Lord Wolfgang, I have news about another group of humans."

"If I were you, I would choose to live a good life after a failure or find a way to turn failure into success," the Black Armored Officer said, "I will inform the Lord, if he really wants to see you."

Black Blood did not respond; it was a time he should keep silent.

He was finally allowed to pass.

When Black Blood met Chancellor Wolfgang Longhorn, the latter was lying in a chair enjoying the service of having his pus-filled blisters popped.

Wolfgang had an extremely long pair of horns, said to be from the Abyss, and it was also said that he had been granted even stronger power by the Dominus, which is why his horns, used for fighting and survival among the beasts, became increasingly sturdy and sharp.

The effects of those horns were more severe than one might imagine, always causing Abyss-related complications in Wolfgang.

The unbearably itchy, swollen pus-filled blisters were just one, if not promptly trimmed open to pop the blisters, the exploded pus would clump his fur together, emitting a foul stench.

This was something a High-level Beastman could not accept, they had long ago left behind drinking blood and eating raw meat, they had to maintain their elegance all the time.

Other tortures existed as well, but Wolfgang never spoke of them to outsiders; obtaining great power came at a price, and judging by his demeanor, he even seemed to enjoy it, perhaps it wasn’t as bad as everyone thought.

Nor was it like the external rumors suggested, that the Lionheart King would replace him with a new Chancellor.

Whether High-level Beastmen were deliberately imitating human nobility was hard to say, no one had really seen the lifestyle of human nobility, the humans who ended up here were always in a sorry state.

Moreover, applying those sweet-smelling "spices" to their bodies only made the Beastmen hungrier.

"Lord." Black Blood spoke out, trying to remind the other of his presence.

"Black Blood?" a lazy and weak voice replied.

The Beast-women tending to him stepped back, knowing what should and shouldn’t be heard.

Wolfgang opened one beastly eye: "What have you brought back?"

"A piece of news."

If he had a choice, Black Blood would prefer not to answer questions here, but he was still entertaining the idea of making up for his deficit.

And Wolfgang’s intention was even simpler; he gave Black Blood a chance, if Black Blood could impress him, then the previous failure wouldn’t matter.

But if Black Blood couldn’t impress him... he certainly didn’t want to imagine that.

"I discovered a group of humans in the Wilderness Ruins desert."

"Black Blood, we are not lacking humans," the Chancellor yawned, his sudden movement sending a chill through the spine.

"We can find humans anytime, anywhere, all kinds of humans, but what we want are those human nobles, they know some ancient secrets, and now they are in the hands of the Corrupt King."

"No, Lord, these humans are different!" Black Blood described his reaction since hearing about the humans, to the sneak attack, then being surrounded by endless Undead draped in Abyssal Power armor.

Of course, he omitted some details and embellished others slightly.

Like the peculiar interrogation methods of the Undead, and his own strange escape experiences.

"Wait, you’re saying they are Undead?" Wolfgang finally opened his other eye.

"Yes, Undead! After death, they turn into a pile of ash and then reappear in the Canyon Camp as if endless, absolutely impossible to exterminate."

"They are clad in armor crafted from the Abyss and Curses?"

"Thick as though they were Abyss Soldiers," Black Blood nodded.

"This isn’t good news," Wolfgang shook his head, a team that is unafraid of death and not weak in strength, and also possesses Abyssal Power, could only be a formidable threat.

"They are not loyal, Lord," Black Blood said.

"What?"

"They are very easily swayed."

Having dealt with the Undead for a long time, Black Blood had already discovered a pattern in the Undead’s actions.

"They are extremely greedy! As long as we offer them enough benefits, they will surely abandon their principles."

Having such a powerful force would be advantageous, similar thoughts indeed arose in Wolfgang’s mind.

Who else across this vast and boundless land from the Gray Ruins to the Beast’s Nest, a distance ordinary people could not traverse in a lifetime, was wealthier than himself?

"Go and make contact with these Undead, I want their allegiance."

"Yes!"

Black Blood also breathed a sigh of relief inside, this meant he had probably bet correctly, as long as he handled this matter well, he could make up for his previous losses.

After Black Blood left, Wolfgang stood up, gently shaking his arm-length horns.

He needed to consult the Abyss about this sudden emergence of a group of people.

A cellar, a huge stone platform.

Wolfgang raised his right hand, the five spread fingers pressing down on the stone platform, the next moment, the platform sank, and large wedge-shaped blocks made of pitch-black shattered crystal rose from the recess in the platform.