The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 560 - 444: How Could You Not Be Proactive When Picking Up Bargains

Chapter 560: Chapter 444: How Could You Not Be Proactive When Picking Up Bargains

The power of the Corrupt King stemmed from the Beastmaster as well as from corruption, yet the Corrupt King did not possess many strong subordinates.

In contrast, the Lionheart King had many powerful subordinates, like the Beast Prime Minister, who made up a large proportion of his forces.

Perhaps that was the reason the Corrupt King’s territory was limited to the Wilderness Ruins.

"I like this NPC, strong and cool, with an aura of a mature woman, and even a lazy vibe."

The already dead undead were sizing her up and passing comments.

However, the live broadcast of this fight could not continue once the real chaos started; the weaker undead could not participate in the entire battle, even as bystanders.

They could only hide at a very distant location, watching the fight...

A blast of air came, and Lind took a step forward to shield the Round-faced Princess.

Gravel pelted the armor, ringing like a rain shower, sounding like invisible knives fluttering through the air.

The final victor of this battle could only be the Corrupt King. It wasn’t that Lind could see through the strengths and weaknesses of both sides; the gap between him and the two Beast Kings was too large, and his eyes couldn’t pierce that far. Moreover, the stronger one’s power, the farther one was from "death."

He made this judgment because the Corrupt King had never thought of fighting desperately. A six-ring powerhouse who did not want to die, solely focused on escaping, even ten several six-ringers could not hold him.

But the Lionheart King was overwhelmed with rage or possibly influenced by the Abyss; he was determined to fight to the end.

Dealing with the Abyss, Lind’s gaze penetrated the night and saw a lion-like beast face twisted with rage and engulfed by fury; its attacks became increasingly wild. The Corrupt King’s three beasts were heavily wounded time and again, still unable to pacify the Lionheart King.

They fell, got up, and with teeth and claws dragged the Lionheart King into the Corrupt King’s sight, controlling the rhythm of the battle.

The Lionheart King still sounded the horn of fury, Longsword raised high. A brief moment of lucidity made him realize he should attack the Corrupt King first.

Lind also watched the battle, curious about what method the Corrupt King, as a "Beast Tamer," would use in the fight—sword, magic, or... corruption?

Magic illness spread from the Corrupt King, invading the Lionheart King’s body.

"Corruption..." The Lionheart King’s motion of raising his sword froze, his body seemed to be confronting something, and the only thing he could freely control were his beastly eyes.

The Lionheart King squeezed out a hate-filled roar through his clenched teeth, his body unable to move, but the three beasts had already roared in, crazily devouring his body.

And other than the pain from the beasts gnawing, the Abyssal Power was simultaneously devouring the Lionheart King’s soul.

Lind was acutely aware of all this, because his second heartbeat was blocking the power of the Abyss. A great warrior was ultimately robbed of everything by the Abyss, completely plunging into darkness; all this soured Lind’s mood.

He hated all forces that stole people’s ability to think independently.

The maddened Lionheart King attacked more fiercely, eventually dropping his Longsword and pouncing with the three beasts, turning completely beastly as he wrestled and bit.

The ground under their struggle became very soft; giant stones exploded into fragments even with gentle touches.

Flames, energy orbs, explosions.

The ground trembled incessantly, so much so that even Lind and the Round-faced Princess who stood at a great distance could feel the intense vibrations, the ground fissuring into branch-like cracks.

Bright explosions tore through the insane night like white porridge ripping through, and beneath the strong light, the figures of the three beasts under the Corrupt King and the Lionheart King were distorted, forming sharp silhouettes.

"At least several passives."

Lind analyzed the battle between the two sides and found that although the Beast King’s power might have come from the Ring of Magic, it was not as "pure" as his own, at least they likely did not have a Crest.

Maybe it was the power of the Beastmaster affecting everything, manifesting the power in another form.

In the distance, Lionheart King grabbed the giant wolf by the neck, ignoring its "whimpering" wails. The beastly lion was quicker, biting onto the iron wrist of Lionheart King with its jaws-like trap, but Lionheart King did not budge, then amidst the beast’s roar, he leaped across the earth, slamming the giant wolf into the mountain.

Lionheart King was like a bulldozer, and the giant wolf was the scoop.

The ridge was shattered by the giant wolf’s body, forcibly tearing the earth into two halves in an instant.

Wherever the eye could see, it was divided by ravines.

The lion pounced again, but met Lionheart King’s blood-red eyes, its claws easily pierced the lion’s chest, the life slowly fading, and corruption could not save him.

The death of the beast triggered the Corrupt King and the other two beasts, who attacked furiously, with the giant bear smashing Lionheart King hard on the ground, while the giant wolf tore and gnawed with its sharp teeth.

Slowly, Lind could no longer see the battlefield clearly, and he had to pull the round-faced princess back.

The desperate attacks of the sixth-ring warriors completely exceeded his expectations.

After all, the destructive power of a "continent-splitting punch" was still a bit exaggerated for Lind, not a level he could reach now.

He even doubted that even if he mastered all five mainstream knight pathways to Legend, he might not be able to achieve this extent.

He still had to rely on the Undead to help him cheat.

Indeed, being the village chief of Newbie Village was the most important identity, the other identities were not worth mentioning.

The round-faced princess rubbed her ears, while Lind was shocked by the warrior’s battle, her situation was even worse, the environment really affected her health.

If not for Lind’s protection, she would have been covered in wounds by now.

Yet even so, she couldn’t help but bend over and retch, fear almost driving all the bile from her stomach.

"How is it now?" Magdalena raised her head, she could no longer hear the sounds of combat, "Did we win?"

"Maybe, not sure," Lind replied.

Her gaze looked ahead, they had arrived here just before nightfall, the front was supposed to be made up of rugged rocks, ordinary caravans would need to circumvent the mountain path.

But now, the terrain had completely changed.

Cracks with no footing swallowed the mountains, massive depressions one after another.

It was as if giant muddy footprints were stamped into mudflats, and Magdalena felt like she was just an ant on the edge of one of those many muddy footprints.

Just one pit was enough to cover the limits of her sight.

"We need to do something, the Corrupt King might need our help," Magdalena said, but from her bent posture ready to continue vomiting, it was all just her putting on a brave front.

"Let me go," Lind said.

How could he not be proactive in scavenging, plus he could sense the dissipating Abyssal Power intertwined with Lionheart King’s soul.

Just as he moved into the completely transformed terrain, he unexpectedly found someone else harboring the same idea.

They were also coming in to pick up anything of value.

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