The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 628 - 482 Hunting Deities

Chapter 628: Chapter 482 Hunting Deities

The war in the Dragon Blood Forest reignited, with the nearly stripped Giant Knight fearlessly stepping onto the front lines.

Listening to the whooshing sounds overhead, along with the chaotic explosions and the various objects crashing down, Prince Louis’s face turned grim.

He had always possessed an unclear understanding of the battle situation, and his knowledge of the Undead comprised only "madness" and "fearlessness." The flesh-and-blood defensive line forged by the Giant Knights had only been breached a few times to date, and the presence of Sekapus made this place an absolutely impregnable cliff.

But this did not mean he was foolish. Previously, the Undead could only attack from the front, but now the sounds were coming from above, out of the Giant Knights’ ability to defend against a wide-range attack from the sky.

Louis asked, "What’s happening?"

"Those Undead, they’re riding some kind of flying creature."

Fulin Mueen’s face was equally grim, forcefully drawn into this battle, she now had no chance to withdraw and was completely tied to the warship.

Her soldiers had already set up a defensive formation, attempting to use crossbows as the primary defensive weapon.

"Yo-yo-yo, roar-roar-roar—!"

As they spoke, a strange noise came from overhead, a creature draped in dragon-scale armor, resembling a "Cursed Flying Dragon" with wings, rapidly closed the distance.

A guard beside her quickly took out a crossbow, aimed, and with a "whoosh" the arrow shot toward the creature and accurately struck its head.

However, the layer of pale, diseased dragon scales blocked the arrow, causing it to stick on the surface.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The wind blew fiercely and hurriedly.

The flying creature had already rushed to the forefront.

Fulin Mueen quickly unsheathed her sword to respond, but only when the creature flew close to the ground did she notice an Undead with a sword lying on it.

He was clad in heavy armor, carrying a chunky greatsword on his shoulder.

Decorations "hand-painted" on his armor and various odd, small accessories made it so ornate that one couldn’t help but frown; even his shoulders were smeared with incomprehensible square characters.

But the oppressive feeling he brought could not be ignored.

"How’s it?" the flying creature asked.

Speaking human language, able to dodge, Fulin Mueen already harbored a bad feeling.

The Heavy Armor Knight muttered, "Three charges, one, two, three!"

"Jump!"

The flying creature abruptly soared in altitude, flapping its wings and releasing a cursed stench. The Heavy Armor Knight, wielding his sword in both hands, leaped from the sky and struck down with his blade.

Using some kind of Magic, and coated with Sword Oil, the chunky greatsword swung with an iron-crafted wrist, twisting through the air with a "whooshing" gale and smashing down.

Fulin Mueen instinctively rolled to dodge, well aware that she could not easily block such force.

The greatsword hit the ground, dust and debris flew everywhere.

Suddenly, the ground burst into light, a fountain of magical flames erupted from the earth, spiraling into a column of fire, just avoided by Fulin Mueen, who felt the immense energy must have come from the greatsword.

Such terrifying power was undoubtedly difficult to wield, but compared to a flying creature that could speak human language and coordinate attacks...who else in Dragon Blood Forest could withstand them?

After the burst had finished, the Heavy Armor Knight straightened up, slung the greatsword over his shoulder: "Damn, that felt so good! Praying with Magic Potion and Sword Oil, our great blade finally has its own ascension, an Undead mount, come on!"

"I’m coming—!" Upon hearing the voice from above again, Fulin Mueen realized the danger.

She watched as the flying creature sped over, picking up the Heavy Armor Knight and flying into the sky.

Arrows pursued him, and a dozen arrows pierced its body, yet unable to stop their ascent.

At the spot where Prince Louis had been standing, only remnants charred by the greatsword and scorched by flames remained.

Their employer was dead.

Hearing people chatting above her, she suddenly became alert, No, the Undead had no intention of leaving.

Fulin Mueen clearly saw the Heavy Armor Knight standing on the flying creature, pouring some kind of Magic Potion into his mouth, kneeling in prayer then rising with a fist, enveloped in flickering light, resting the greatsword on his thigh, then sharpening the blade with a Magic Whetstone and adding Sword Oil.

Even the flying creature circling high in the air joined in, unleashing magic, singing a song that seemed to boost morale and enhance strength.

"Here it comes!" She calculated in her heart, waiting.

Looking at the Heavy Armor Knight once again hoisting the greatsword on his shoulder, gripping the sword hilt and gathering a certain power.

If this were a ground battle, his opponent would have no chance to accumulate power slowly like this, but with the proactive help of the flying creature, this seemingly futile fighting method turned into a humanoid bomb.

The flying creature lowered its altitude and headed straight for Fulin Mueen with the same attack tactic, descending from above, and slashing with the greatsword.

Having prepared well, Fulin Mueen would definitely not be hit by such an obvious attack. She dodged, watching the Heavy Armor Knight’s figure crash into the ground, the greatsword pouring some kind of surging power into the earth, watching as a dazzling column of fire shot into the sky.

As the flames subsided, Fulin Mueen swiftly moved forward.

She had already noticed that the Undead’s preparation took a long time. If his opponent were on the ground, she had many ways to interrupt his actions; she had long noticed that the descending slash would drain all the Undead’s strength.

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