The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 659 - 496: If Only We Knew, Watching a CG Would Lead to a Total Party Kill_2

Chapter 659: Chapter 496: If Only We Knew, Watching a CG Would Lead to a Total Party Kill_2

The answer is, the Undead probably can’t hope to reach Level 6 anytime soon.

Thinking about it, when he was once called a big bug traveling through time, hadn’t he seen countless bubbles? And weren’t there tens of millions of those bubbles?

"Once we have unified Magic Land, we’ll announce that we have tens of millions, even billions of freely generated worlds for exploration, completely random, with automatically generated civilizations and storylines."

This sort of promotion sounded familiar.

Boom!

The roar of a fist and the sound of chest armor being crushed by immense force interrupted Lind’s train of thought.

He clutched his chest with his right hand.

Thump thump thump thump thump!

His heartbeat accelerated; it was time to unleash the big move. Otherwise, continuing to fight like this, he was very likely to get seriously injured by the Melted Armor, ultimately leaving him no choice but to flee.

Running away was absolutely not an option. For an NPC, presence is everything!

If you always show up at critical moments, you become an important character in the story; but if you disappear for a long time, you’ll be seen as an insignificant side character.

As is well known, for insignificant NPCs, quite a few players choose to get rid of them.

The Melted Armor sensed the sudden increase in the opponent’s strength.

A bitter Abyssal Curse spread out from the Black Knight, wildly sweeping through the surroundings.

Earlier, it had only felt like there were black tentacles present, but now the writhing black tentacles had become tangible, completely engulfing the Black Knight.

Amidst the dazzling light of flames, the brilliance was gradually devoured by darkness.

The Melted Armor drew the long blade from his waist, though it was clear that the weapon and armor did not match.

But it was still a very excellent weapon, for it contained a Magic Ring Shard.

As the long blade sliced through the gelatinous tentacles, it was like popping a balloon, bursting open in an instant and releasing a faint mist, with the tentacles vanishing like ashes.

However, within the haze, a blood-red and black silhouette appeared.

Its shape was vastly different from the previous fierce armor; originally, the armor only looked a bit more savage, but anyone could tell the Black Knight was still human.

But now, completely different, his fierce armor shed its savageness, turning into pulsating flesh and blood, his facial armor being replaced by spirally growing flesh that occupied it and eventually formed a single eye emitting golden light in the center of his face.

Arms spread wide, his body floated.

His golden hair flowed from the back of the "helmet," drifting in the wind.

The Black Knight now looked more like a humanoid demonic knight that had completely fallen into the Abyss, about to destroy his formidable enemy with all his might.

At the same time, many live streamers’ channels became lively.

"Holy crap, phase two?"

Turns out the Black Knight did have a second phase; it’s just that us guys never managed to reach it.

"It’s over, turned ugly, probably about to log off soon."

According to the unwritten rules of games and comics, a character that appears later will be stronger than those who appear earlier, and if a handsome man suddenly turns ugly, it’s when the other party is about to go offline.

The demonized Black Knight stepped on the ground, and Abyssal Power rapidly spread, with his newfound confidence in his powerful strength making the Melted Armor’s complexion look ugly.

The Abyss, that’s the real enemy that the Knights of the Apocalypse should be dealing with.

Even if the legends were true, the Melted Armor was nothing more than the Battle Armor of one of the Knights of the Apocalypse, the Molten Flame Knight, the gap in power was too great.

Fortunately, everyone just possessed a part of the power of those mighty beings, weak against weak.

Clashing again, launching an offensive burst.

Black and red energies of fire rose from the ground, grazed and collided with each other, flying higher and higher.

The Black Knight seized the opportunity, throwing punch after punch at the Melted Armor’s faceplate.

And the Melted Armor struggled fiercely in resistance, suddenly, in the blink of an eye, it became He who was ferociously hammering the Black Knight’s head.

Both were enveloped in fire and Abyssal black mist, brutally slamming into the ground.

BOOM!!

The earth shook.

The impact of the blaze and the sweeping corrosion were worst for the nearby Undead who were killed instantly, collecting their boxed meals at the scene.

Some with boldness decided to come and sneak a strike, but the disparity in strength made even that a wishful thinking.

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!"

The body of an Undead who attempted to come close suddenly contorted violently, turning into an Abyss Monster, disconnecting.

But immediately, the flames of the Melted Armor swept over and exploded into a cluster, automatically flying towards the Black Knight.

In an instant, the control over the body was seized, completely banned, and the only option left for this Undead was to start leveling from scratch.

"Watching a CG also comes with the risk of getting banned?"

The Undead started to curse, but the speed of their escape didn’t slow down, and some who couldn’t escape simply went offline.

When Deities fight, mortals suffer.

They were like dust on clothes, insignificant whether it be one grain or a dozen, easily brushed off without a thought in the fight between the Black Knight and the Melted Armor.

The ground cracked open.

At this time, the Melted Armor was still blocking and then punching to attack.

In its combat style, there was no escape – after all, it was just a set of Heavy Armor which couldn’t perform agile movements.

But the Black Knight was very good at this, with his storm-like attack speed, combined with the strength provided by the Abyss, the Melted Armor was increasingly struggling to defend.

Boom!

Another collision.

Fists met, both sides retreated.

The battle was starting to sway towards the powerful side of the Black Knight; everyone present could see it.

"Fuck, how many layers of negative status have been applied to the Melted Armor? How did he manage to inflict burn wounds on an armor specialized in Flames?"

"Be vigilant for other Deities of the Alliance attempting to sneak attack!"

Sneak attack? Other Deities didn’t dare to try a sneak attack; everyone was of the 6th ring, but the differences were substantial.

If the Melted Armor won, great, but if it lost and the Black Knight was also critically injured, then everyone would swarm to help and claim a reward. If the situation turned out to be the worst-case scenario... the existence of the Alliance wouldn’t be so necessary, right?

Finally, with one punch, the Melted Armor succeeded in shattering the Black Knight’s upper body armor, which crawled and continued to regrow while the Melted Armor, with its own method, gripped the enemy, tearing at it, peeling off chunks of Abyssal flesh like scales.

Finally rid of that portion of the Abyssal influence, the intricate Crest on the Black Knight’s chest was revealed.

Each time it would flicker three times in succession, go out, and then flicker three times again.

Lind Armand!

Even though the helmet wasn’t removed, the unique tattoo on the chest was almost as good as wearing a name tag.

With another punch from the Melted Armor, his helmet finally burst open, revealing a face that most people felt familiar with.

A handsome and rugged face, eyes filled with crimson light.

His fierce expression calmed down in an instant.

What NPCs need most is the sense of belief, of acting.

Lind admitted to himself that he wanted to act at that moment, but the punch from the Melted Armor that shattered the Abyss’s shackles did indeed restore his heart for a fleeting moment, though brief and being consumed by the Abyss to such an extent that even if Lind became a Deity, it would be impossible to break free.

The Melted Armor didn’t care what the person behind the mask looked like; it continued its assault.

But from Lind’s chest, a burst came again, with viscous Abyssal Power pouring out.

And in the distant Scholar Ancient Ruins, at the Sealing Place guarded by the King of Black Phosphorus, the Abyss was studying how to plant more Abyss Hearts of Calamity with minimal sacrifice, but suddenly felt that its most capable subordinate was in mortal danger.

He was frantically draining the Abyssal Power from his heart in a near-self-destructive manner.

"If you lack power, ask me for it!"

The Abyss was getting anxious.

Despite the Abyss always threatening Lind with life, in truth, the Abyss had given him many Legendary Level Hearts of Calamity, and afterwards granted him Abyssal Power, resources, power, etc., at too high a cost.

Under such circumstances, anyone could let Lind die, except the Abyss couldn’t bear to.

The Abyss requested a private chat.

But the private chat request was denied.

Lind was currently reciting lines, of course he wouldn’t pay attention to the Abyss.

He used his last burst of energy to go for mutual destruction with the Melted Armor, although most of the explosive power came from the Abyss, equivalent to using the power of the Abyss to perish together with the Melted Armor.

"Do not halt your progress."

He looked at the Undead and said, "The Abyss awaits us in the Magic Land."

The next moment, an explosion, a fiery mushroom cloud swept across the sky.

"If only we had known, even watching a CG could lead to a group annihilation!"