The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 798 - 564 Counterattack

Chapter 798: Chapter 564 Counterattack

The Giant Wolf, drooling heavily, moved with incredible speed, its massive body running like an armored battle vehicle. A few Undead who didn’t dodge in time were struck during the fray.

Bits of cloth and flesh remnants hung from its fangs.

After smelling blood, the Giant Wolf became even more frenzied.

"I remember now!"

In the Undead team escorting the "Iron Lump" and retreating, someone shouted.

"I remember there was something about a Giant Wolf God before."

"What’s so special about another giant wolf?"

Angels with wings, demons with pointed horns, and all sorts of bizarre creatures are common here, but wolves are one of the most common images.

"They can combine!"

"Boom!"

A new round of Magic Storm had begun, and Duke Hein’s fully armed Undead held an absolute advantage over the battle-weary Undead.

And because of geographical constraints, it was impossible for a large number of Undead to enter here.

"Hold them back!!"

My Huanqu roared, veins nearly bursting through his skin, his eyes bloodshot.

Almost all of Lind’s Undead shared the same sentiment.

It’s a red-hot situation.

If someone is plucking peaches, wouldn’t you be anxious?

You must passionately open the mic, warmly greet the opponent’s mother, and fiercely mention their birthplace in your words. You can’t truly be considered a seasoned player otherwise.

"I’ve got an early morning class!"

Among those who stayed, the majority were knights capable of resisting; the clunky warriors formed a human wall to protect the "Iron Lump," or stayed behind without any complaints.

Their defense didn’t take much energy, not needing full focus meant they could continue trash-talking.

"Boom!"

A bomb landed on the Giant Wolf’s head, quickly growing into a small mushroom cloud of flames.

The Giant Wolf wailed, its head swaying uncontrollably.

Wonen Die, a frontline Undead Knight, watched the flailing Giant Wolf and quickly brandished his great sword.

Channeling all his focus, he didn’t need to dull the pain, just dialed it up to the max.

Horizontal slash across the legs!

The Giant Wolf was struck on its front leg, its head pounded into the ground, the body tumbling forward before coming to a stop.

Just as it was about to rise, someone had already leaped up, quickly devouring the downed Giant Wolf.

"You see that? Hahaha, I stopped the Dragon Car! This definitely goes in the highlight reel! Might even compete for the coolest shot of the year," Wonen Die roared excitedly.

But a searing beam of light suddenly struck from afar, piercing through his head.

"F**k, they’ve got some tricks up their sleeve!"

"Be careful!"

The attackers had a giant siege Demon Beast, and standing upon it was a group of wizards who chanted a Magic Spell together before releasing a massively draining beam.

A frontmost, ugly, green-haired Undead barely got grazed and immediately complained.

"Damn, a small graze and I lose thousands of health points. A headshot would be instant death, am I supposed to hit it with my head?"

"Boom!"

An explosion erupted behind him, cutting off his complaints.

The stark difference in numbers quickly devoured the held line, and one of Lind’s wizards spread his arms to cast Recovery Magic, but was already targeted by a dozen Archers.

He only managed to leave a curse before turning into ashes.

"How are we supposed to fight this? Where’s Loud? Still not out? Still bombing?"

"Feels like we’re about to be wiped out. They deployed eight, five at the 6th tier, three at the 5th tier, damn, they really just want to crush us by a head, huh?"

"This game’s a total loss."

My Huanqu gritted his teeth. After continuous battles, his weapon was severely worn, and without it, his combat effectiveness was greatly impaired; saying he was practically ruined wasn’t far off.

An Undead wearing a clown’s red nose, noticing his situation, surprisingly changed its attack direction, starting a head-on clash with his weapon.

His attributes couldn’t match his own, nor his speed or magic, but with severe health and equipment damage, what could he do?

The clown-nosed Undead suddenly raised his palm.

"Boom!"

An invisible shockwave struck the weapon.

The already compromised weapon shattered instantly, My Huanqu gritted his teeth, tried to pull out his Magic Wand, switching to wizard mode was a bit too late, but if he was to die, he’d still take a few drops of blood from the opponent.

A fiery rage made him feel as though his body had surpassed its limits, perhaps this body truly had "adrenaline"? But this was just a game.

Compared to their opponents, Lind’s enraged Undead had forgotten it was just a game.

"Motherf**ker." The clown-nosed used a Shield to block a Fireball, ending My Huanqu.

Respawn Point.

Opening his eyes, My Huanqu still wanted to rant.

This defeat was indeed inevitable. With prepared minds facing unprepared, the other side had calculated their formation exactly, leaving no chance for victory.

But it shouldn’t have been this quick and clean.

If the most powerful Lind entered the fray, along with the help from the nun Huan and others, they might have carved a way out.

Being both level 5, Lind was deemed a supermodel freak, a darling of the game.

It might be an exaggeration, since Lind and his team were also facing enemies within the Dwarf Fortress, but it was evident to everyone that the Dwarf Fortress had only some scattered forces left, not requiring indiscriminate bombing or attacks from Lind.

And no need for those Deities to "patch things up."