The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 727 - 529 This is What It Feels Like to Cling to Powerful Support, So Refreshing_2

Chapter 727: Chapter 529 This is What It Feels Like to Cling to Powerful Support, So Refreshing_2

"Great Melulan! Your most loyal child, Ed, offers you eternal blessings!" His head was bowed as he spoke quickly in a tone that was not unpleasant.

The Blood Clan effortlessly navigates among the undead without coming to swords, and their ability to retain a noble-like elegance in dealing with people is definitely a major contribution.

With a gentle speaking style that is elegant yet not off-putting, and the Blood Clan’s uniquely charming high attractiveness that kills both men and women, it’s a deadly attraction for the undead who are pure beauty admirers.

Melulan looked at Ed, who was always bowing, and said, "Ed, you shouldn’t be here."

"Yes, but I have received a message related to a deity."

"Deities are everywhere on the Xilu Continent," Melulan said.

Regarding the situation of Xilu Continent, NPCs know less than the undead, but it’s also not a small amount; this can be understood from the many books published by the undead, and many NPCs are forced to broaden their perspectives, while the higher-ups know even more.

Three continents, the Material Plane, Magic Land, etc., especially now that Lind can communicate with them relatively freely, Xilu Continent has no secrets in the eyes of Melulan.

The undead are Lind’s eyes as well as hers; this group of people, once given a mission, would willingly strip in place, senseless paper people.

However, speaking of which, while deities are everywhere on Xilu Continent, each representing a vast wealth, few among the undead have succeeded in entangling with deities for long.

She and Lind would not easily intervene, as no one can be sure if another "Alliance" might appear, causing dozens of deities to suddenly join forces, making even the King of Black Phosphorus shudder at the thought.

Deities that are not easily killed, they prefer not to provoke unnecessarily, opting instead to drive them away.

Crimson Nobility Ed said, "This is a solitary deity. I suspect it might not be a deity, but part of a deity."

Being solitary, if it can’t be killed, there’s no point. Even the strong ones on the 5th and 6th rings would desperately flee; could anyone really stop them?

It was the latter part about it being a "part of a deity" that Melulan was more concerned about.

"It is a giant bird made of colorful stones, and part of its body fell off after being damaged, which can form magic patterns," Ed explained his analysis.

Whether there are other deities behind the stone bird didn’t matter—so long as he could manage this hunting mission.

"It might not be a deity..."

"It could be a magic puppet created by a stronger entity..."

"Solitary, definitely without any allies..."

"Its actions are crazy, not highly intelligent, but it has very strong instincts regarding threats to life..."

Ed organized his thoughts.

Issuing a mission was easy, being an NPC... this is how the undead referred to them, non-hostile non-undead can all be called NPCs.

NPCs can issue missions, provided they give enough rewards.

The difficulty was in ensuring the completion of the mission; the strength of the undead might not be enough, even including Melulan’s strength.

Only Lind would do.

The reward for killing a deity, however poor, would not upset Lind.

The first step was to persuade Melulan.

To advance, one must create opportunities for their leaders; thinking of leaders, if I don’t advance, who will?

Before he could finish speaking, Melulan suddenly spoke.

"Possible."

"Possible?"

"I’ll take action."

"You?"

Newly empowered Melulan was looking forward to testing her strength against an opponent.

A massive stone bird, solitary and not strong in attack, is the perfect target.

...

Outside the Undead Kingdom, [Majestic Shield] Rodwede quietly watched the increasing number of undead gathering in front of him.

Since Lind and the two others went there, more and more undead had been rushing, specifically asking to enter the Undead Kingdom, and some shamelessly asking him for rewards.

Rodwede gave those unperceptive undead a punch, ensuring their return to the respawn point.

Like cockroaches, after one appears, more will continuously crawl out from unexpected corners.

"Let us go in, Old Rod, let’s go and loot."

"Yes, do you really have the heart to let others monopolize? Those three fools are almost reaching the BOSS’s face!"

BOSS, specifically referring to the powerful ones in the undead community; Majestic Shield, who doesn’t often interact with the undead, is not unfamiliar with this nickname, as initially, the 12 deities were called the 12 BOSSes.

"Damn, those three have already made their way to the Undying King, spicy!"

The full face hidden behind the peeking Majestic Shield is unknown, but he still couldn’t resist asking, "Undying King? What did you see?"

It is no secret that the undead have a terrifying ability to communicate mysteries; once an undead knows something, the whole world of the undead will know.

Otherwise, why would the Deities hide as well after the Alliance shattered?

There are no secrets in the eyes of the Undead.

"It’s those three Undead." An Undead’s eyes darted around, "Old Rod, how about you give me a mission, and I’ll commentate live for you? Just any Divine Artifact would do."

Majestic Shield wanted to nod in agreement, adhering to the promise to protect that nation swallowed by the undead, yet limited by his own strength, he couldn’t go there himself.

If someone could really deal with the Ghosts inside, he was very curious about what had happened there. A set of "Divine Artifacts" wasn’t so precious.

But he had principles; he absolutely couldn’t let Undead enter, the Undead were too weak, undisciplined, and would collapse. If they brought the Ghosts out, it would trigger a whole new undead disaster, wreaking havoc on all living beings.

"I can commentate too, I just want one Artifact."

"I! I don’t want any Artifact!"

"I don’t want anything, I’ll give money, let me talk!"

"Damn, why are there still people maliciously undercutting? You bunch of scabs, isn’t Earth enough for you to harm, get lost, get lost, get lost!"

"Holy shit, what a cool knife!" An Undead suddenly exclaimed.

Then someone began the live commentary.

"This suit from Old Black is seriously tough, resistance maxed out, damn, he’s pushing the shield into the ground."

...

Boom!

The Undying King wielded the Undead King’s Blade in his hands, a green energy wave sliced the ground, sending carefully laid floor tiles flying.

With stone debris, the shockwave arrived in an instant.

Old Black suddenly planted the big shield on his back into the ground.

As the strike came as expected, the shield trembled violently, Old Black seemed about to be toppled by the impact, but his body swayed, constantly in a state like a roly-poly toy that wouldn’t fall down.

When the strike stopped, Old Black’s shield in his hands suddenly paused.

Boom——!!!

A strong strike burst forth, knocking over the Undying King.

"Holy fuck!" Magic Bull was dumbstruck.

He had seen Reflective Shields before, as long as the magic combination was good enough, it was not difficult to make oneself unharmed while the enemy was slightly injured. But what had he seen? Old Black actually fully absorbed the attack of the Undying King with his shield, then used the released power to beat the Undying King into critical health.

A figure rushed towards the Undying King.

It was Lind.

"Holy fuck!" Magic Bull cursed again, "How strong must this big shot’s attributes be?"

The Black Knight Greatsword after transformation could enhance the strength, but it was not an endless enhancement, considering the burst speed of Lind Armand, he was probably just enhanced for speed.

"So cool."

Watching Lind Armand going crazy outputting against the downed Undying King, Magic Bull only felt envious, then shouted loudly, "666."

He had become a ruthless "666" machine.

Especially seeing the health bar of the BOSS Undying King getting rapidly reduced, he felt a sense of vicarious pride.

That’s the feeling of clinging to the strong, so exhilarating.

"The health bar is emptied! Damn it, is there such a huge difference between ordinary players and high-end players in the current version?" Magic Bull couldn’t help but sigh, "No wonder they say ordinary players play the game, but rich players play a different game."

"The game balance is really lousy!" Couldn’t help but criticize first, definitely not being sour.

But Lind Armand hadn’t stopped yet, he continued to attack.

Still puzzled, does the big shot have a special hobby of corpse-whipping?

The downed Undying King’s body began to twist and struggle violently, and stood up among all the Undead watching this "2 dragging 1 VS Deities" unprecedented BOSS battle.

"It’s entering the second phase!" shouted Magic Bull.

Lind Armand quickly turned around and fled, hiding behind Old Black’s shield.

Another more ferocious strike came again.

This time, Old Black maintained his state of seeming to fall but not falling.

Old Black thought to himself that it was bad, and glanced sideways at Lind trying to ask what to do.

Just now, his strong resistance to not falling down was strange, it was not the strength an Undead of this stage should possess.

Lind didn’t even look at him, taking advantage of the end of the bombardment, he was ready for a second attack, quickly finishing the job.

Only Magic Bull enviously said: "A shield that becomes stronger against stronger foes, how nice."

He completely didn’t see any problem, a shield with unconditional damage resistance, 100% mitigation then counterattack, they wouldn’t find it problematic, only envious, wanting one!