The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 594 - 462 Then I’ll Start the Test Directly

Chapter 594: Chapter 462 Then I’ll Start the Test Directly

Magic Land, Wilderness Ruins to Beast’s Nest.

Undead-led Newbie Village.

Magdalena furrowed her brows slightly, she had just communicated with the Beast Girl Soralis Ancient Echo and once again tried to reach out to Lind and the Undead, but her attempts went unanswered.

In the past year, it had always been Lind who initiated contact with her, and each message he sent was vague. Magdalena, who counted on the Undead as a pivotal force in reclaiming Misty Rain City, could not accept their growing indifference. Without a way to change this, she felt the goal of leveraging their strength to storm back into Misty Rain City was becoming an elusive dream.

Misty Rain City, the Ring Knights, the Seal, and the formidable foe prophesied for decades later continually unnerved her. She wanted to waste no time, yet it seemed the Undead led by Lind were quite fond of wasting time, disappearing without a trace—this was nothing like she had envisioned.

Had there been no prophecy, the course of events would remain unpredictable; yet once a prophecy was made, things would spiral uncontrollably towards that foretold future—that’s precisely what "prophecy" entailed.

She had once sought answers from the Astrologers, which echoed a similar sentiment—not related to a "predestined future" but hinting that once this snippet of the future was unveiled, one would be drawn uncontrollably towards it, as if cursed for peeking into what laid ahead.

Having seen foreign invaders from beyond, Magdalena knew that the foretold future was inevitable, whether she was dead or alive.

The vast town had now become a leading massive city among the Wilderness Ruins, but it had another name: Dead Castle!

The city was built on a grand scale, yet it was empty inside. No matter how spacious the streets, they were devoid of life. If not a Dead Castle, then what?

After hesitating, she returned to the Corrupted Domain, seeking two solutions.

But the advice given by the Corrupt King was rather straightforward: Magdalena could lead others from different Material Planes on her own. Since Lind named the towering city that rose from the ground "Undead-led Newbie Village," it meant that there were other Undead—otherwise, there would be no need for the name "led."

How many Undead one could command would be down to individual ability.

Even without Lind and his followers, they might not lack for Undead.

Yet, how to go to another Material Plane was a challenge for both aunt and niece, who knew nothing of magic. Although they had Wizards among their ranks, they lacked a Legendary Mage. Even the Corrupt King was unlikely to lead a large group across Material Planes to Magic Land.

Moreover, the Corrupt King cared nothing for the future of Misty Rain City or humanity. Her only desire was to be the Beast King, offering minimal help to former blood relatives from her human days, nothing more.

"Perhaps the Mage Tower could help?"

Simply needing a way to travel freely to other Material Planes shouldn’t be too difficult.

...

Xilu Continent, Sekapus Kingdom, Dragon Blood Forest.

"He’s out, he’s out!"

The crowd buzzed with noise.

Witnessing divine lights flickering from the altar and a towering figure with scrolls hanging at his waist materializing out of thin air, the onlookers felt their eyes sting and dared not look directly until the figure’s divine aura was retracted, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Fulin Mueen, clutching a sword, squinted at the figure, suddenly overwhelmed by intense emotions, her body involuntarily shaking. She gasped rapidly with rising fear.

Despite the humid heat, she broke out in goosebumps, her breath visibly misting in the air.

Could there really be a god? The figure must be one of the Deities; the frightening aura was no pretense.

But would this mighty god truly obey the commands of the sixteenth prince?

Fulin’s neck bent involuntarily, her gaze dropping just in time to notice an ant skittering by her military boot, seemingly to avoid the murderous aura from her body, and it opted to detour. Yet, she instinctively moved her boot, crushing the ant without malice—after all, it was just an ant.

And had that ant just said something to her? Unimportant, and she hadn’t crushed it out of spite, anyway.

So... would a mighty god indeed obey the commands of the sixteenth prince?

...

Black Marsh Kingdom, Thousand Faces City.

Melulan, known as the "Black Law Bloodsucking Queen," had long since taken complete control of the shadows and every nook touched by the golden sunlight that breached the city.

Whether or not the Undead existed hardly affected her; from the beginning, she embraced Lind’s advice to keep some "chaotic" Undead close. As more chaotic beings gathered, Thousand Faces City grew ever more corrupt.

The city never relied on the Undead, thus life continued unchanged even after their disappearance.

As the Black Marsh Kingdom became an integral part of Rand Kingdom, it was only natural for Melulan to retreat into the shadows. With her extended lifespan and near-immortal abilities, new ideas gradually emerged. She was aware of Lind’s departure.

What was Magic Land truly like?

And what was the point of being a queen of a mere human kingdom?

She was curious.

But since his departure, he had not returned, although Lind had mentioned it would not be long. And with Melulan’s own infinite life, she could wait forever, but what if the wait was in vain, especially since it was a place dubbed the Borderland between the mortal world and the Divine Realm?

Suddenly, two caws echoed above her head.