The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 713 - 522: Cackling Massacre Squad_3

Chapter 713: Chapter 522: Cackling Massacre Squad_3

The game really waits for no one; once you miss a plot point, you’ve truly missed it.

The Subterranean Tunnel Worms of the War Throne have officially started operating, making the transit of the Undead less arduous. However, given that each worm can only carry a few thousand people, it’s but a drop in the ocean for the tens of millions of Undead.

What’s worth celebrating is perhaps the unlocking of the level cap which has caused many to temporarily abandon their plans to head for the Magic Land, opting instead to level up first.

During the subsequent period, the Undead devoured the resources of the three Newbie Village Continents like crazed infants, quickly assimulating various minerals, Magic Potion ingredients, monsters, Demon Beasts, and the like.

Countless temporary gathering points were established, and orderly trading ensued.

Numerous Undead Magic Potion Shops sprung up, with the smoky fumes from the potions intertwining with the clouds.

When one Undead obtained a Magic Potion recipe, almost all of the other Undead would gain access to the same recipe, and a huge number of them attempted to advance, yet the most basic classifications remained in place.

For instance, on Shilu Continent, the birthplace of Lind Armand, the presence of the Sun’s Testament and the Moon Witch was irreplaceable. Now, a significant number of Undead opt for the Sun’s Testament, both because of the power Lind showed and their connection to the King of Black Phosphorus.

The spread of the Undead slowly came to an end, the continents becoming more and more lively, with individual Undead breaking through to level 21, successfully stepping into Heroic Rank.

Troublesome situations began to appear. When the strength of the Undead became so overwhelming that they could crush NPCs, the erstwhile order would be toppled.

Shilu Continent, the southernmost point.

Iron Sword Kingdom, deep in the night.

The Proud Blood Mad Sand Guild, with 500 Undead assembled, smeared themselves with beast dung to conceal their presence and avoid magic detection.

Magic detection is hard to defend against.

The guild leader, at the forefront, was currently sharpening his blade with a Whetstone.

"Really going for a big play? We’ve always watched those top-tier teams siege and conquer; we’ve never actually tried razing cities and annihilating Kingdoms ourselves."

The leader, who was sharpening the blade, looked up: "Once we’re in, just kill. Take down the King first, then raise the Shields together. Remember, we must block the first wave of the Sword Demon. That bastard is tough to deal with."

"Got it, don’t worry, there won’t be any problems this time."

"The Iron Construction Kingdom is a piece of trash."

Suddenly someone blurted out, "Why not go for the Rand Kingdom?"

Silence fell upon the group.

The Rand Kingdom, they knew how to get there, but how to fight it?

As a group of lowly Undead who had not managed to go to the Magic Land and could only keep up with the version upgrades to increase their strength, they were naturally unable to overcome the Undead of the Rand Kingdom and its aligned forces. Those Undead were all nurtured like children, decked in superior equipment, skills, and so forth.

Furthermore, they had risen to become Barons within the Kingdom, all high society individuals. Whoever struck at their home, they’d be eager for a fight.

In contrast, these Undead of smaller nations had always been oppressed; mistrusted, their lives worsened severely since the Deities emerged, being heavily exploited.

Life wasn’t impossible, but now everyone was looking to turn the tables just a little.

Everyone had followed the pathway of the "Sword Demon" of the Iron Construction Kingdom, and without the Sword Demon willing to provide the Magic Potions, the best option, if they didn’t want to start leveling from scratch, was to kill the Sword Demon.

"I’ve contacted a group of helpers from the Black Marsh Kingdom, wait for my signal after they arrive, then we’ll attack."

"Guild leader, how much did it cost this time?"

"Not much, I’m acquainted with their leader. I’ve booked us the third floor of the foot-washing city."

"Damn—"