The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 729 - 530: Undead Version of Synthesizing a Huge Watermelon_2

Chapter 729: Chapter 530: Undead Version of Synthesizing a Huge Watermelon_2

Bearing the raging flames on his back, Lind kept his foot on the head stance, preventing it from turning over; the Soul Blade continued to weaken its soul power incessantly.

He had met his nemesis!

"What’s wrong?" Lind suddenly spoke.

Magic Bull had actually messaged him privately.

"Big guy, wanna start a live stream? Otherwise, it’s a pity to miss the scene of fighting the BOSS. Have you already taken down the BOSS?"

Start a live stream? He was merely a visitor now, without a logged-in account, not qualified to stream.

"How could that be, the Undying King is too strong, I have absolutely no power to fight back." Lind said with a grave tone, "The two of us can only give it a try, but I still feel we can’t beat it."

The Undying King under Lind’s foot: "..."

It wanted to move, but the azure Soul Blade reminded it that it was best to honestly accept the flattery from Lind.

"You and Old Black were killing it so handsomely, we thought you had it in the bag."

"Maybe later, the monsters in this instance are too strong, we’ll head out in a bit."

The Undying King: "..."

Why didn’t you say you were so strong earlier!

Undead are not brainless, they too can think.

"Let them all stop." Lind said.

The Undying King roared, and the green ghosts reluctantly came to a stop; one could tell their intelligence wasn’t high, still following the innate pursuit of life inherent in the dead, trying to get close to Old Black, to tear something off him, whatever it was.

"Roar!" The Undying King had to bellow again, this time finally getting the situation under control.

Old Black walked up to Lind: "How’s my shield?"

Old Black himself was quite satisfied with this battle. He had really showcased his shield, a hundred percent rebound, even increased in power; in the future when top equipment was mentioned, surely the King of Black Phosphorus would be thought of!

Lind didn’t quite understand the thinking of the King of Black Phosphorus, associating himself with the material used for forging equipment; was that a good thing? From his understanding of the Undead, at this stage, the Undead would definitely obediently complete tasks just for the weapons and equipment of the King of Black Phosphorus, but once their strength increased again, the King of Black Phosphorus would become a must-kill enemy.

No one would be enemies with the material for equipment, saying you’re my favorite NPC while stabbing you in the back without mercy, maybe even poisoning the sword.

However, Old Black seemed unable to see this point, or perhaps it didn’t matter to him, as his power was enough to suppress the Undead.

"Yep, impressive." Lind nodded.

"Your armor, not as good-looking as mine!" Old Black laughed innocently.

Lind no longer paid attention to Old Black, his gaze entirely fixed on the Undying King.

"Do you recognize Majestic Shield Rodewald?"

"Rodewald."

The expression on the Undying King’s face became vacant for a moment; it was hard to discern a change in emotion from an undead’s face, but Lind knew that the other was reminiscing about the past.

"How is he?"

"He became one of the Deities."

"Deities, how terrible."

"Yes." Lind nodded.

Although he was aware that the ’terrible’ he referred to and what the Undying King meant were entirely different things.

Becoming a deity, turning into an enemy target with a red name for the Undead, was terrible.

What the other meant by terrible might relate to losing oneself and becoming synonymous with a certain power; deities could be replaced, and the image of the deities would be determined by the inherent impressions of the Believers.

To be forgotten was to die.

"He’s still guarding outside this realm." Lind wasn’t chatting with the other party, nor reminiscing, "Swear your fealty to me."

"Me? I can’t do that, undead thoughts are muddled, each one is in madness."

"It’s fine."

Just toss him at the Undead or pair him up with Majestic Shield Rodewald for a couple CP, simply called the King and Knight. The Undead always have a way, and it’s quite engrossing.

Ever since William formed a Beast Couple with the beast girl, Lind knew that morals and ethics can no longer stop the Undead from letting loose. There’s no censorship here, no restraints.

"What do you want him to do?" Old Black asked.

The Undying King is quite capable, but just decent, Lind has a group of deities as his subordinates, guaranteed to be at least Tier 5 combat power, and the Undying King, with the help of the Green Tide, has middle-tier strength amongst Tier 5.

He’s very survivable, capable of launching an Undead War, but lacking in top-tier power.

"A new Ring Knight."

In Lind’s hand appeared a Magic Ring Shard from the northwest direction of Star Dragon City in Rand Kingdom on the Xilu Continent, from Ghost Valley near Crying Town where ghosts once dived into well water to merge into new ghosts.

It was an event from a few years ago, yet it made him feel a nostalgic illusion.

Forging a new sword isn’t going to be easy, but allowing the Undying King to master this method of fusing ghost power isn’t difficult.

Under Lind’s order, the Undying King controlled the ghosts to pair up in twos; with a strong energy supply, a new metamorphosis ensued.

The first to appear before them were two guards dressed as ghosts, not even Tier 1 in strength, who in life must have been responsible for the defense of the Undying King and remained among the strongest in the undead troops after death.

The energy swept through, and the two ghosts merged into a taller guard.

Their power subtly improved.

Then, more ghosts approached, this time two maids dressed as ghosts, their jaws torn, tongues as if yanked out before death, hanging down to the navel, their dresses torn to shreds, but far from sexy because what was beneath the clothes were ribs and rotting innards.

The two confused ghosts merged and transformed into slightly better-looking ghosts.

When another set of ghosts came forward, Lind didn’t order the fusion but pondered.

"What’s up?" Old Black asked.

He had never seen such an amusing thing before, letting ghosts merge into stronger beings. If this could continue indefinitely, and all the ghosts of the Undead Kingdom were merged together, could they create Tier 6, or even Tier 7 undead?

"Too much consumption." Lind said.

Indeed, the Magic Ring Shard held energy, but to stimulate its effects, one would certainly need to infuse their own energy, and with Lind’s energy, he could at most perform hundreds of thousands of fusions.

Hundreds of thousands?

The entire Undead Kingdom had millions of ghosts at a conservative estimate, and after pairing them up for fusions, if one wanted to continue upgrading them, repeating the fusion process millions or even hundreds of millions of times would be quite normal.

Lind couldn’t sustain it, the King of Black Phosphorus maybe could, but the Old Black Dragon wasn’t willing to do such tedious work, preferring to promote his new gear with the time he could have spent fusing ghosts.

A jacket of belly skin, boots of dragon buttock leather, in short, the King of Black Phosphorus was treasure all over.

"I’m planning to let the Undead handle this."

"The Undead?"

Leeks should take the initiative to risk the energy consumption.

"Open a little game."

As Lind gained more Divine Authority, he could do more and more things, like recreating the online and browser game modes that only existed in his memory, now easily replicated.

It all relied on his narrative dominion Divine Authority.

As he controlled more Divine Authorities in the future, naturally, he could achieve more.

Achieving all this was quite simple.

First, he needed absolute obedience from the Undying King and control from behind.

Second, he needed the cooperation of Majestic Shield Rodewald, which was easy, because he didn’t need Rodewald’s agreement.

Lastly, Lind needed an artist to create the game interface for him; he couldn’t possibly let the Undead into the Undead Kingdom—living beings shall not enter.

Right when Lind came up with the idea, in reality, completing the production was just a blink of an eye away.

In this moment, all the Undead discovered that Majestic Shield Rodewald seemed to have a new option by his side.

An exclamation mark.

"We’re going to take a quest!" The Undead who were enjoying the show gathered around Majestic Shield Rodewald.

Majestic Shield Rodewald:?

He knew nothing at all.