The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 508 - 508 415 Let's Wash Up

508: Chapter 415, Let’s Wash Up 508: Chapter 415, Let’s Wash Up Lind looked down as the crimson flas spread from the robed figure across from him to himself.

He was immune to all fla damage, even capable of absorbing flas for healing, but this required the flas to be like the Magic Flas produced by the Unclean Holy Grail of Dark Fla, as magic could not alleviate the ntal harm inflicted upon him.

Similarly, the Mad Secret Fire in front of him inflicted unstoppable damage to his body.

The flas scorched his sanity and rapidly sapped the strength within his body, pulling it outward, attempting to escape through his pores.

However, the Golden Oath Badge flickered in ti and successfully obstructed the loss of his power.

He was now engaged in a tug-of-war with the robed figure, each fighting for possession of the power.

Until the robed figure, with a “thump,” knelt on one knee, losing control of the Mad Secret Fire; the flas, no longer commanded by anyone, imdiately dispersed into the air and vanished.

Lind walked over to the robed figure, bending down and extending his right hand.

As the robe was lifted, a face gnawed by flas and twisted in distortion was revealed.

Renzo, of Heroic Rank.

He had successfully taken down the Mad Secret High Priest of the Frozen Soil Mountain Range, replaced him, and then obliterated his entire sect.

As Lind had previously stated, possessing an unyielding spirit is also a rare talent; it’s not necessary to have a strong physique and bloodline power to be considered talented.

“Quite a capable ability!” Lind praised.

Renzo’s Mad Secret Fire could extract the strength of others.

Had it not been for Lind’s strongly binding Golden Oath Badge, which forcibly prevented his own power from escaping according to the Golden Law, his strength would have likely been completely drained.

“Can you return the power?” he asked.

“Yes, it is the grace of the Dominus,” Renzo nodded in response.

Receiving the Lord’s praise made him believe all the problems and hardships he had encountered during this mission were worthwhile.

“Is it possible to transfer different kinds of power to the sa person?”

“That would be difficult,” Renzo didn’t outright deny it, “It might be fatal.”

Just fatal?

That’s good enough.

Renzo’s return was like tily rain for Lind as he was pondering how to engage the Undead more in the ladder competitions, not only to train the Undead but also to boost the economy.

Finance Minister Tao Lexi had recently reported a growth of more than 1000% in the GDP of Snake Catcher Fortress, describing the Undead as lavish spenders, very keen on enjoying various generous benefits.

For this reason, Lind was even considering how to stimulate the GDP in other regions, perhaps build the parks?

However, it would not be significant, as the Undead could build them themselves, and even better than Lind could.

The only thing he could offer was his NPC identity and various pseudo-official crossover equipnt.

Having advanced to Heroic Rank, Renzo was positioned by Lind at the Snake Catcher Fortress to provide chargeable services for the Undead.

…

Horus, wielding his sword, appeared from the Respawn Point.

Despite his imposing na, his strength greatly differed from that of a battle marshal; his own combat style was utterly suppressed by those muddy-ladder Undead, leaving him unable to retaliate.

“Should I delete my account and restart?”

He wanted to play as a wizard.

Through recent research, he found that the difference between a wizard role and a Great Knight was significant.

Physical disparities could be compensated with equipnt, but not the nuances in combat skills.

A Great Knight needed a strong awareness in battle; based on many top-100 lee experts in ladder competitions, to play lee well, the first step was to set the pain sensation to above 90%!

In other words, having an arm cut off in the ga might feel as painful as actually having it broken in real life.

If one couldn’t ntally handle it, they’d probably be forced offline, akin to…

waking from a nightmare.

Most people played gas just for leisure; lee players feared pain without feedback, leading to them feeling “dizzy” and “light” during combat.

It might be alright when mobbing an enemy, but in PVP, lacking force feedback was fatal.

One could unintentionally strike too hard, and if that strike missed, it would likely result in a large bodily swing forward, giving the opponent a chance for a combo that could end the ga.

The advantage of a wizard role beca clear: maintain distance, cast skills from afar.

Stable in close quarters, being able to output normally could surpass over 80% of lee Undead.

When Horus arrived at the arena again, he noticed an additional person.

“Reset points?”

Startled, he widened his eyes: “Fuck!”

Almost without thinking, Horus eagerly moved forward: “I want to reset points!”

It seed Lind knew how much lee suffered.

…

Tao Lexi was very dissatisfied with Lind.

In her opinion, except for lacking the title of King, the entire country actually belonged to him.

Aside from Goliath of the Golden City, the other major Main Cities were all Lind’s territories.

Moreover, the most powerful Rand Legion was loyal to the General, relegating the Queen to the background.

Even the most fearso Undead preferred to follow Lind’s commands.

For this, she had repeatedly thought about discussing with Queen Rania, as the divine right of kingship should be inviolable, and must not let a “God of the Present World” override the royal authority.

However, one evening, Tao Lexi decided to bypass Lind to speak directly with the Queen at the Royal Palace but discovering Lind entering the room with the Queen in his arms, she realized her grave mistake; not only was this country Lind’s, but even the Queen herself belonged to him.