The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 658 - 496: Had I Known Earlier, Watching a CG Could Lead to a Total Party Kill

Chapter 658: Chapter 496: Had I Known Earlier, Watching a CG Could Lead to a Total Party Kill

Countless people were live streaming, and the scene was as chaotic as if they were broadcasting a football match, with even the occasional football babe intruding.

Games would never be complete without some pranks.

The black tentacles of darkness contended against the heat that seemed to dry out the space itself.

The Melted Armor faced the Black Knight, and at last, they charged at each other.

The ground began to crumble and split apart.

Though Lind was disguised as the Black Knight and used the "Heart of the Fox" to conceal his aura, it was difficult for him to change his strongest fighting style.

His opponent just happened to be using flames.

Both were playing on their home turf, and Lind was not about to hide his skills in order to conceal his identity; on the contrary, it was time for him to unmask.

He didn’t bother to concoct a story because, through his long-term interactions with the Undead, he had noticed that they loved piecemeal content, which gave them ample room for imagination.

An overly detailed storyline would have too many loopholes, like the settings he initially gave to Melulan, which were now being dug up one by one. Some Undead even believed that Melulan was not really the boss of the Black Knight and that they were merely collaborating.

And then there were those who loved conspiracy theories, suggesting that Lind the Black Knight was actually trying to use tricks and schemes to control the forces of chaos, aiming for Absolute Control by playing both sides of righteousness and dark evil.

It was sensational hearsay, slander! Lind had already made a note of the other party’s ID in his notebook. If they analyzed further, they might even deduce that the Black Knight was pretending to be controlled by the Abyss.

But as they drew closer to one another, Lind realized that something very bad was happening to his body—the enemy could also control flames.

Flaming wings formed behind Lind, flapping rapidly with his sprint and lifting him off the ground.

The figure in the Melted Armor chose to run on the ground, but differently, It raised Its right hand.

Clenching Its fist.

The flames at Lind’s back were torn apart in an instant.

He wobbled in mid-air but thankfully regained partial control of the flames by directing his attention and created new wings made of ghostly arms extending from his Ghost Cloak to adjust his direction.

Diving!

His hands dragged the sword, smashing down on the Melted Armor’s figure like a human rocket, its flame tail elongating and drawing a dazzling trajectory across the sky.

All of Lind’s powers were amped up to their maximum.

He slightly parted his legs and used a dragging slash on the Melted Armor’s armguard. Lind had some regret for the time being tight or else if he could stack a million slashes, he could gain the upper hand right at the initial clash.

No instant kill.

Undead viewers were not surprised—a plot’s boss strength, weak or strong, all depended on the narrative’s unfolding.

Only the Melted Armor was somewhat surprised, relying on Its immense defensive power even though the Black Knight had once slain two Deities with a single sword.

Very average.

The Melted Armor’s armguard squeaked under the mighty hacking and slashing.

Is that all?

It raised its fist and punched towards the Black Knight, whose agility was beyond expectation.

So, he was an agile warrior rather than a heavily armored Knight adept at defense. It had to be said that Lind’s title, appearance, and fighting style led many to the wrong conclusion, thinking he was a Knight who could both attack and defend.

100% power control meant that from the start, Lind was a warrior skilled in technique. As for why he always appeared to be a brute, he had to film CG, didn’t he? Who else would take the damage if not him? With plenty of lives, he wasn’t afraid to die.

In a moment, he slashed at his opponent with more than twenty consecutive swords.

It was like an elastic net pulled to its maximum extension and then suddenly released, wrapping the Melted Armor within its resilience.

The clanging of sword and armor rubbing and slashing erupted all at once, dealing little damage. The sword light fragmented and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Melted Armor began to counterattack; though It failed to grasp the Black Knight, the flames that burst forth from Its body engulfed the opponent.

When the flames cleared, the Black Knight was unscathed.

Taken aback, Melted Armor hesitated in Its movements, with Its only proficient attack being flames, which the adversary could simply ignore. How to continue the fight?

Use fists!

Boom!

It was like a floodgate suddenly opening, with the unleashed fist pounding on the Black Knight. Though shaken, the Black Knight tenaciously endured the blow, his body wobbling, with a trace of blood scent.

Then flames blazed from his body.

Injured, yet rapidly regenerating?

Melted Armor still didn’t find Its foe challenging. It could injure the opponent, but the enemy couldn’t breach Its own defense. Had It known the Giant Sekapus, perhaps It would have reconsidered.

"Strength is not even comparable to Sekapus."

Lind’s mood was still decent, although he was sure that if he did not Burst Seed into his "BOSS second phase," he certainly couldn’t beat the Melted Armor. Yet the Melted Armor being far weaker than Sekapus was quite pleasing to him.

Indeed, even if the opponent was related to the Molten Flame Knight, It would not be a match for the mythic giants. Deities also had vast gulfs between them that they could not cross.

The battleground between the two began to shift, with deafening explosions lasting without end.

If the Undead spectators didn’t adjust their background volume, they probably couldn’t hear anything.

The sky had been burned through, magma gushed from the land, and a war of Sixth Order prowess could change the terrain. As the one being suppressed, Lind still had the composure to counter-question. With tens of millions of Undead of the Sixth Order, which world could withstand them?