The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 692 - 512 Demigods Are Gods Too_2

Chapter 692: Chapter 512 Demigods Are Gods Too_2

Undead were complaining: "We should have used this type of transportation earlier, sigh! We wouldn’t have had to walk like idiots."

"Doesn’t this feel a bit fake to you?" someone else raised their skepticism.

"What fake?"

"When we previously rode Scorpion Fleas past those cities, the city Soldiers would turn red name, and it was only after we paid the toll that the red name status would be cleared. But this time, we haven’t encountered anything."

"So?"

"What does that tell you?"

"You want to pay money?"

"No, it means that we’re currently in a transition scene, everything around us is just textures, and although I also accept this method using textures and CG for transitions, probably to save computing power, it still feels like it diminishes the immersion, kind of breaking the fourth wall."

Listening quietly, Lind: "..."

This is the real world and yet you bring up textures; you really nitpick.

Though no hostile forces have appeared, that doesn’t mean they haven’t noticed Lind and the Undead, quite the contrary; they were detected long before they got close. The reason those people did not come out to intercept was that they didn’t want to clash with Lind.

Knowing that he was just passing by, they turn a blind eye.

Soon, a place known as the "Undead Oasis" appeared ahead.

Crowds of Undead densely packed together, they excelled at crowding together especially during a popular quest; in other words, it’s also a good thing otherwise if the Undead were truly dispersed, one would guarantee not finding another Undead in hundreds of miles.

Everyone is a social creature, they like playing together.

A gap split in the crowd ahead, slowly pushing to each side until a handsome figure appeared in Lind’s line of sight.

The Divine Skin owner!

The moment the opponent appeared, Lind felt the "kinship" aura, the difference being Lind merely controlled the Divine Skin, never fully integrating it with his body.

And the handsome man before him had completely fused with the Divine Skin.

"I would like to pledge my allegiance to you."

The person bowed.

Lind quietly watched him, previously pondering how to find the remaining Story God Skin and the giant divine skin.

Unexpectedly the individual had approached him voluntarily.

"Why?"

"Because another Divine Skin owner fled when you appeared."

"Fled?"

That meant the other party was nearby.

Really good at hiding.

Probably the real integrated Divine Skin owner could easily sense each other.

"Competitors meeting only ends in death, my power is weak, insufficient to partake in this war, hence I hope to serve you."

The Bard expressed seriously, looking directly at Lind, conveying his determination.

"Even if I require you to surrender the Divine Skin?"

"If you can ensure that I won’t die after obtaining the Divine Skin, yes, the Divine Skin is yours."

"Then, are you one of the Deities?"

"I have only the power of the three rings, as you see, I am."

"I agree to your offer."

Even if not a deity, Lind had ways to keep the other "alive," his continuously increasing power bringing him more and more insights, broadening his perspectives.

If it weren’t for being able to escape "death," Lind wouldn’t dare to show up like this so provocatively.

The Bard’s expression visibly relaxed, he, too, was gambling.

Surrendering to one side gave him a chance to survive and retain his consciousness, but if he did not surrender, whoever caught him later would leave him with only death.

Obtaining the Divine Skin was simple, kill the person to easily peel off the skin, then use the [Heart of the Fox] to nurture the Bard.

With the opponent’s three-ring power, resurrection could be easily achieved.

"However, I don’t intend to spend the resources myself."

Charging up had become a routine, and he hadn’t even brought much energy, represented in beast teeth usable as currency.

The Undead were his own money bags; whenever needed, he could just issue a quest to obtain it.

Lind turned to issue a new quest, a golden exclamation mark appearing above his head.

At this moment, he utilized the ability of the Story Master to its utmost extent.

"Unfortunately, I lack the ability to create illustrations."

Patterns and paintings, too, are part of the story, but he only had the capability with words.

[Quest: Accumulate energy, help the "Bard" gather energy to be reborn.]

[Reward: Unlock the subplot BOSS backstory experience (with a chance to unlock a special copy), obtain the "Knights of the Apocalypse (Legendary)" pathway to Magic Potion formula.]

[Current Energy Accumulation Progress: 0%]

The Undead was initially a bit confused.

Then tentatively threw in a beast tooth.

Watching the progress bar quickly reach 5%, they breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed the required energy wasn’t much.

However, looking at this reward, a Legendary level pathway to Magic Potion formula, is it not the same as not giving at all? The Undead are restricted by the server’s level cap, they can’t level up at all.

Unlocking the subplot BOSS backstory experience was somewhat interesting; many still remembered the Majestic Shield’s Undead Green Sea Castle, a copy with a sinister aura, some people are fearful, while others crave to experience it.

In the eyes of the Undead, there was only a flickering light, the Bard seemed not to have moved at all.

In reality, the Bard had already experienced Resurrection once.

He looked at Lind with a complex expression; he even mistakenly thought Lind was about to kill him and forcefully take what he wanted, although the result was more or less forcibly killing and taking, at least there was a resurrection in the end.

Lind grabbed the Bard, soared into the sky, and gradually flew out of everyone’s sight.

Only the confused Undead and a distant Sand Worm were left on the ground.

"Wait, we completed the quest, where’s the reward?"

Some of the Undead asked belatedly.

There was also an Undead thinking more innovatively: "Is the Sand Worm now a free express? If there is such an express train, I wouldn’t have to spend ten days to half a month traveling the maps."

Meanwhile, Lind landed with the Bard on the summit of a high mountain.

Then, ignoring the other party, he took out his own piece of Divine Skin and the Bard’s Divine Skin.

After the two pieces of Divine Skin met, they merged and emitted divine light.

"In the name of story." Lind looked towards the Bard, "How should I absorb this power?"

The Bard asked: "Become a Deity?"

"If possible, I wish to add this." Lind took out the Giant Divine Skin.

In his eyes, the Giant Divine Skin was even more important than the Story God Skin because it significantly enhanced his strength.

The Bard shook his head: "Multiple Divine Authorities, this is definitely not a rational act."

Lind said: "Actually, even if I don’t become a god, it doesn’t matter if I can control the power."

After becoming a god, one’s existence turns into a symbol, and whether it’s the dawn or dusk of the gods, deities are like dogs tied to chains, only able to act around their Divine Authority.

Lind had no intention of forming a religion and then having others follow him; he also disliked revolving actions around the weak, and his actions tended to lean towards "profit". His internal thoughts and motives were actually the same as the Undead, both are "player mindset".

A sense of urgency and "numerical beauty" made him more confident that power was his reliance.

Propagating doctrines, having people worship and believe in him, was difficult.

Perhaps he already possessed a religion named "Undead," and its doctrines were "Betrayal" and "Interest."

"Demigod."

The Bard said.

"Demigod?"

"To have Divine Power but no Divine Authority, you might need to rely on Divine Skin if you want to use Divine Power later on."

"Good suggestion."

Lind asked: "As a Demigod, would I be unrestricted by power and Divine Authority?"

"What?" The Bard asked instinctively, seemingly not understanding.

Lind pointed at the two pieces of Divine Skin and said, "Like this, I now possess two pieces of Divine Skin, so could I own 20 different pieces of Divine Skin and then access different powers?"

"That... of course, but I don’t recommend you do that."

"Yes, I also don’t recommend myself to do that."

Lind nodded, weak Divine Skins were useless to have, better to directly subjugate them like dogs.

"So, between Divine Skin and Magic Ring Shard, which is superior?"

"They are not the same entity, but I think maybe the Magic Ring Shard?"

"Reassuring."