The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 623 - 479 "The Undead Have Come Again!" XN_2

Chapter 623: Chapter 479 "The Undead Have Come Again!" XN_2

Fury and death-clad fists unmatched in bravery, she was not the most powerful enemy she had ever seen, yet in this solo encounter, she felt the most powerless.

At the same time, in Dragon Blood Forest.

Louis Sekapus stood ready to declare a bold and fearless counterattack bearing the power of the deities; the sixteenth prince would become the final spark of the Sekapus Kingdom.

He swiftly approached the "hot" Fulin Mueen, his voice as light as a dandelion brushed by the summer breeze, "Miss Fulin?"

All previous worries had vanished.

Fulin Mueen, head down polishing her sword and without looking up corrected, "It’s General, Your Highness."

"Sorry, please forgive my oversight, General Mueen."

Excitement spread across Prince Louis Sekapus’s face. The God of Giants answered his call and bestowed immense strength upon them. With deities backing them, this was a battle they could not lose.

"We will head north straight into the heart of the Black Marsh Kingdom," Louis laid the map on the ground, "Capture Thousand Faces City, then attack Moktelyria Province, forming a horned defense before retaliating against the Rand Kingdom."

"Perhaps you should first take back Giant King City?" Fulin Mueen suggested.

Giant King City, the capital, had been seized by the Northern countries. As potentially the only surviving royal bloodline, it made sense to reclaim the Royal City first, to regain the voice of the Sekapus Kingdom.

The significance of the Royal City surpassed everything.

"Speed is the key to victory!" said Louis Sekapus, "Dragon Blood Forest is closer to the Black Marsh Kingdom in the north, and detouring to attack Giant King City might lead us into a stalemate... or maybe not."

His sudden pause stemmed from a realization: the now-available mighty assistance of the God of Giants made crushing powerful human soldiers as easy as squashing ants. The formidable walls of Giant King City, once insurmountable, might not withstand their advance now.

"That’s why we should strike at Thousand Faces City!" Louis Sekapus’s finger jabbed at the map, "Cut off their supplies!"

Listening to increasingly fervent words at her ear, Fulin Mueen couldn’t help but look up at Prince Louis.

What met her gaze was a face somewhat frantic and crazed.

She realized he must be mad. From a worthless prince to the last hope of an entire nation, from humbly scraping by to suddenly receiving robust support from the deities.

The dramatic highs and lows had sprouted vines of madness in the crevices of his shattered heart, entirely ensnaring him, making escape impossible.

Now, all Fulin Mueen wanted was to extricate herself and leave. Following a madman, no matter the outcome of the battle, the end was sure to be insanity.

"General!"

Suddenly, a sentinel ran up, stopping by Fulin’s side, but after glancing at Prince Louis, he didn’t report immediately.

"Speak directly!" Fulin said.

Regardless of how easy it might be to withdraw, Prince Louis had gone from depending on her to exceeding her in power, passively binding them together.

"There’s a troop coming, they seem to be Undead."

They had many techniques to identify the Undead, the simplest and easiest being to look at their expressions.

Locals lived with deep-seated bitterness, but only the Undead would perpetually be optimistic, forever excited and smiling.

"Undead?" Fulin furrowed her brows.

"Undead!" Louis grit his teeth, despising the resilient Undead, even though he had been powerless and couldn’t even truly claim the title "Prince" initially.

Fulin spoke hastily, "Definitely the Undead of Black Marsh Kingdom, they are best at fighting attritional wars."

Louis, however, declared, "Our first battle, the opportunity has arrived!"

...

The first batch of Undead stepped into Dragon Blood Forest, coming from the small guild "Yu Tian Pavilion," equivalent to a gaming studio.

In this game, gaming guilds found it hard to flourish.

Paying for in-game advantages? Hard to secure decent items, and two or three pieces of gear couldn’t bridge the gap in combat skills.

Unity among players mattered even less. The idea of making one person powerful first and then pulling others along gradually didn’t exist in this game. The essence was in skilled players playing together.

What mattered most was control, skill, combat awareness—not gaming reflexes, but real athletic talent, real learning capabilities.

That posed a significant challenge.

Thus, some game streamers stood out, while others, though formidable in esports before their computers, were just overweight and could only rely on paying to keep up in the game.

Offline, those with unified interests did better; if it was just online friendships, they risked the guild falling apart any moment.

In a game where travel could take days or weeks, cooperation was not about adjusting to play the same dungeon together. Being faster meant staying ahead, being slower meant always lagging behind.

Guild squads hastened along the road.

"This time we must make a name for ourselves, then recruit more rookies, pity the last batch for Magic Land was fully snatched up." The speaker was the Guild President, a typical pay-to-win player with a history of leading the number one guild on several game servers.

Unfortunately, Heroism had no use here, the gold only bought things that were available.

As they were talking, they suddenly heard noises ahead.

"Is that a Giant?"

"Giant Knight, looks like an Elite Monster! There are two types, one wielding a shield and a great maul, and another wielding a giant sword."

Swoosh—!

An arrow flew by, whistling through the air, pinning an Undead directly to the ground.

"One-shot kill?"

"Damn, it’s using a crossbow, or is that a Crossbow Bed?"

"What’s the plan?"

"Spread out, let’s go poke it and see!"

Ten minutes later, the squad was inevitably wiped out; just two Giant Knights easily swept through the Undead squad.

After the battle ended, the Giant Knights with swords walked back, then stood like statues at the entrance of Dragon Blood Forest.

Prince Louis patted the leg armor of the Giant Knight; standing beside it, he couldn’t even reach the Knight’s knee. The massive and robust Divine Knight gave him immense confidence.

With such powerful Giant Knights, he had hundreds!

A slight swing of their giant swords could decimate dozens, the crossbows at their waist as huge as Crossbow Beds, terrifying in range and immense in power, the mauls and shields forming a mobile fortress wall.

No matter how many Undead came, he would not lose.

"The Undead are coming again!" The Sentinel reported once more.

The two Giant Knights went out again, but this time it took longer to eliminate the Undead, according to the information from the Sentinel, the number of Undead had increased and it seemed they had begun to understand the combat style of the Giant Knights, even preemptively responding.

"The Undead are coming again!" The Sentinel reported once more.

This time it took even longer, and the returning Giant Knights were actually injured.

Prince Louis, undeterred, increased the number of Giant Knights to ten, intending to push through the Undead, making them hesitate to attack, hoping that sensing their power, the Undead would surrender.

His guess had no problem, but without the "Black Knight" hanging, the chances of success were very high, any new gameplay, whether strong or weak, could attract the Undead.

Unfortunately, the "Black Knight" was crucial in the current version.

"The Undead are coming again!"

"The Undead are coming again and again!"

"The Undead are..."

The calm smile on Louis’s face disappeared.

Tens of thousands of Undead marching wasn’t an issue; hundreds of Giant Knights could manage them and combining their attacks enhanced their combat power further.

But when a Giant Knight fell, the advantage in the battle vanished, and all the Undead suddenly seemed to understand how to counter the Giant Knights.

The tower-like powerful Giant Knights began to die, quicker and quicker, spiraling out of control.

Dragon Blood Forest.

The Undead swarmed.

The last spark of Sekapus Kingdom was about to be extinguished.

Louis Sekapus knelt in front of the untarnished altar, praying once more, needing the grand Deities to come forth.

Light flickered, ’Giant’ Sekapus appeared.

Seeing the masses of Undead crowding around, a triumphant smile spread across Louis’s face.

But, unexpectedly, the smiles of the Undead were even greater.

"He’s out, brothers!"

"Big BOSS, charge!"