The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 537 - 433 Today is Another Hopeful Day_2

Chapter 537: Chapter 433 Today is Another Hopeful Day_2

Floating before Wolfgang,

The wedge-shaped bricks cracked, assembling into a pattern of countless scattered stellar specks without any certain rule.

A magic lamp that could emit a linear beam of light lit up nearby, sweeping over the scattered crystals, the light ceaselessly penetrating and refracting within the crystals.

The magic lamp swung rapidly, scanning from top to bottom, faster and faster.

Under the swift weaving light, the scattered crystals also began to form a silhouette resembling a human face.

The human face spoke, "Wolfgang? I didn’t expect you to seek me out. Do you still enjoy those long horns?"

"Has a human mastered the Abyssal Power?" Wolfgang cut straight to the point.

Regarding the nearly provocative question from the other party, Wolfgang chose to ignore it. To avoid having their power retracted by the Beastmaster, every high-level Beastman deliberately sought out other powers to taint and influence themselves.

The Lionheart King’s territory was the best collaborator with the Abyss.

Wolfgang deliberately simplified his question when he asked it.

If the other party knew the context, a simple mention would make things clear, and there would be no contradiction in hiding information.

If the other party didn’t know the previous events, then it also helped to conceal the situation of "The Undead" and "the Abyss," facilitating his adjustments to his plan.

Gaining the power of the Abyss was not so comfortable after all, and the more powerful the individual, the more they feared death.

"Human? Is that so?" The other party didn’t care much, "No one can refuse the power of the Abyss. Have you not refused it yourself? What, are you also planning to go to the humans’ Material Plane?"

"What Material Plane?" Wolfgang felt there were many things he didn’t know; those bastards in the Abyss were definitely hiding something from him.

"The Demon Lord has launched the invasion war on the Material Plane, and all those little ones have been thrown out," the other party said indifferently.

The Material Plane invasion war was certainly known to Wolfgang, and he was also aware of the Abyss bastards’ perverse taste: they were keen on turning any inhabitable place into a disgustingly viscous hell.

"You always engage in such thankless tasks!" Wolfgang said with distaste.

He was certain now that the Abyss was unaware of the appearance of The Undead. Each campaign of the Abyss expeditions, whether it lasted a few years or even a dozen or more, the "little ones" thrown out would take a long time to return.

Why The Undead had emerged was unknown to anyone, but it was good news that the Abyss was unaware.

Wolfgang broke off contact with the other party, looking at the magic lamp as it slowly decelerated, the shattered crystals reassembled into wedge-shaped bricks and descended.

The stone platform rose again.

...

Recently, the number of Undead logging in began to decrease, not only in Magic Land’s 3,000 dedicated players but also in Rand Kingdom and other regions informed through the official website.

The reasons for the gradual decrease of people in Newbie Village Continent were simple: long periods of intense Great Rift expeditions, everyone was getting tired.

If one got enough equipment and materials, they wouldn’t want to grind monsters at such a high frequency anymore.

People came to play a game, and repetitive mechanical games were not necessary to play in-game; one could get into real fights and even make money on the side.

Biographies from various regions were still being updated, including the progress of each region’s Great Rift. Generally speaking... mediocre.

A small part broke through the Abyss’s defenses, gaining a slight advantage.

Most were still in a deadlock.

And a very few were counter-killed by the Abyss. Their entire region had fallen, and they were forced to delete their account and reincarnate elsewhere to restart.

The Magic Land Undead had only some meaningless daily tasks left, like searching for Echoes and the like.

Now that the open capture of Beastmen for production was banned, along with a default rule everyone followed—after taking a city or land, there would be a peaceful period—so the number of people logging in decreased a bit and the game’s dynamics lessened.

It could not be ruled out that people in real life didn’t have time to sleep, too exhausted to work.

If one wondered where large concentrations of Undead could still be seen, near the Beast Ladies was definitely the first choice.

Who wouldn’t want to pet the doggy?

It’s just that this doggy had the strength of a fourth-ring fighter, and she could unleash fifth-ring large evil hounds to bite people, which made one hesitate to make a move.

But it was just hesitation, not truly refraining from action. There were still plenty who couldn’t resist the urge to pet the dog, even if it meant dying.

Lind approached, "Soralis, come with me!"

"Yes!" Soralis followed Lind and left under the watchful eyes of The Undead, heading to the sealed small room guarded by Ull the Beast.

The Undead exchanged glances.

"Is there a new book out?"

"Hurry and push it!"

The Beast Lady didn’t understand. After Lind showed his power and The Undead’s seemingly unbreakable loyalty, Soralis accepted her situation.

Collaboration... no, it’s loyalty, she had to work for Lind.

But what could she do? The power of the 4th circle seemed strong, but Soralis wasn’t adept at combat. The 4th circle magic she managed to burst out with all her might, was just that.

The one truly capable in battle was Ull the Beast. Others were unaware of Ull’s condition, only Soralis understood that he had been wandering in a daze, his brain being corroded by the Title "Beast."

The worst part is that Ull’s faith isn’t in the current Beastmaster; nobody could take his strength away.

So there were several times Soralis thought about letting Ull bite Lind when she closed the door but she forcefully restrained herself.

The leader of the Undead must also be one of the Undead. Even thinking with her tail, she could figure that out.

Tail swishing.

Lind looked at Soralis’s tail and considered making her a part-time cleaning maid. The floor would definitely become spotless.

"I don’t have faith in the Beastmaster. How can I possess the power to grant Titles like the Beast King?" he asked.

"Even if you became the Beast King, it would be useless. You could only grant Titles related to you to those Beastmen who share the same faith in the Beastmaster," Soralis shook her head.

The Undead’s loyalty to Lind had reached fanatic levels, and it was completely impossible for them to convert to another religion. Without faith in the Beastmaster, it was impossible to obtain the power of the Title.

So, for the Undead, it was a deadlock.

"Then can you awaken the Beastmaster?"

Before, when it had nothing to do with him, Lind had no interest in awakening the Beastmaster, but now it was different.

"Do you really want it just for the Title?" Soralis didn’t believe him.

She had already clearly informed Lind of the difference between the two powers – any sane person would know which to choose.

It couldn’t be that Lind really wanted to trick his own Undead subordinates, it made no sense.

"Of course!" Lind nodded, "I can help you accelerate the gathering of Echoes."

Lind was willing to help her gather Echoes and even willing to help in awakening the Beastmaster.

But Soralis felt that something was off. She always felt that Lind was looking forward to the Beastmaster’s awakening even more than she was, and perhaps his anticipation exceeded the desire to use the Beastmaster’s power to become "king" and his yearning for the Title.

Of course, Lind was anticipating the Beastmaster’s awakening far more than the Beastmen, genuinely and without pretense!

The Beastmen only thought of extracting some power from the Dominus, demanding a reward, but he was different. What he wanted was the Beastmaster – a "World Boss" that could be repeatedly refreshed.

He couldn’t believe he hadn’t considered this before. Such an oversight was a big mistake.

Having the Boss once was too much of a waste, but if it could be revived and refreshed continuously, the value created would be infinitely enhanced.

With Lady of the Night as a precedent, the Beastmaster would surely be a Boss that the Undead would especially like.

In case the opponent was subjugated by accident, he could also reach out to them, from then on, open the Beast Church, and allow the Undead to switch to a new race and learn some new skills.

In short, once the Beastmaster came back to life, how to handle it would be up to Lind himself.

"I..."

Soralis still felt that something was wrong.

The other party must be hiding something from her. That smile looked very dangerous.

"That settles it!" Lind didn’t give her a chance to refuse.

"Do you have more Blessings to offer when you have more Echoes?" Lind suddenly asked, as if mentioning the resurrection of the Beastmaster was just a trivial matter.

"Yes," Soralis nodded, "I hear the Dominus’s whispers from the Echoes and pass on those whispers through Blessing Magic to the target, letting them gain all powers."

"All powers?"

The most unreliable thing about religion was right here. They all claim how miraculous the god they worship is, but in reality... Lady of the Night was a cautionary example.

"Your Blessing abilities are too weak. You need proper training!"

"How should I train?"

"Start by changing your script," Lind said, "remember, if an Undead comes to you for a Blessing, you must learn to say a phrase."

"What phrase?"

...

"What!"

"The trial for Blessings is open again?" The Undead received the message and joyfully gathered in front of the Beast Lady.

Then they heard her say, "Today is another day filled with hope."

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