The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 635 - 635 484 Moonlight Kingdom Strategy

635: Chapter 484 Moonlight Kingdom Strategy 635: Chapter 484 Moonlight Kingdom Strategy After Lord Lind followed the “Giant” Sekapus and left, a ruin beca their new resting place.

“Now you no longer have those undead.”

Sekapus, seeing the figure daring to actively chase after him, chose not to continue running away but instead turned around to prepare for battle.

However, the armor and equipnt on Lind were undergoing rapid changes, and the weapon in his hand had transford from the flashy “Black Knight Greatsword” into the plain Lionheart Greatsword.

The forr could be mass-produced and had many seemingly useful but actually useless features.

The latter, on the other hand, was the weapon of a forr sixth-tier power, Lionheart King Tiel.

The mont the Lionheart Sword touched Sekapus’ body, a sense of crisis that terrified him surged through his heart; this sword had the qualification to defeat or even kill him.

He stared at the figure before him clad in fierce armor and draped in a Ghost Cloak.

The golden ghostly arms and skull that extended from the cloak reminded Sekapus of his experience in the Molten Gold Ruins.

Back then, he had encountered a mysterious person whom he could never fully understand.

The sharp sword interrupted Sekapus’ thoughts, followed by another sword strike, and then another…

From the cloak erged nurous ghosts, intertwining and forming unique ghostly wings that roared and wailed from every angle.

Compared to the re aesthetically pleasing demon wings of the “True Demon” state, this pair of ghostly wings genuinely increased his movent speed, making him faster.

Extre speed t with extre power and supre physical strength; how this battle would end remained unknown.

Among the shattered ruins of space.

“Just let land one punch!” Sekapus began to harness Thunder and Flas; these forces had little to do with him personally but existed within his body.

When needed, they would burst forth, as seen now.

Cutting wounds kept appearing on Sekapus’ body, always erging one after another and then disappearing.

This “Giant’s Battle” happened in a secluded corner, unknown to anyone.

The undead, however, never lacked new entertainnts, and for them, once a “plot” concluded, there was no need to focus on what followed.

Like now, most of the undead were already hustling for the exchange order fragnts of the Black Knight Greatsword.

What good are attractive appearances?

Skins that enhance attribute damage are what the undead desire—both nurical value and aesthetic value.

That was enough.

…

Rand Kingdom.

Brittany was rubbing her swollen belly, but don’t misunderstand, she was not pregnant.

Although the curvaceous Perfur Miss, with her uniquely large eyes and enchanting exotic charm, was always dismissive to others, no one wanted to keep facing rejection.

Over the years, many had found their new life, like the Bunny-toothed Witch who used to accompany Brittany.

She often heard intriguing stories about the Witch brewing Magic Potion.

For instance, a cauldron of potion sufficient to buy the at and food of 20 warehouses blew off the pointed roof of Mountain Demon Castle.

When ntioned later, she said she gained nothing from the incident.

Or the ti the Bunny-toothed Witch proved that a potion could be concocted with the sa effects even if substituting the ingredients, she spent half a warehouse of Magic Potion reserves, thereby obstructing Miss Brittany’s journey of Magic Potion research.

She lazily lay on her bed, reaching her hand into the plate.

Empty?

Though reluctantly, Brittany moved her buttocks slightly and reached her hand out again, still finding nothing.

She had to lift her head and look, only then realizing that the side of the plate closer to her was empty; to reach the remaining snacks, she needed to either sit up to ensure her hand could stretch far enough or turn the plate.

This physical effort soured her mood.

Fortunately, her mood quickly improved once the food entered her mouth.

It wasn’t that she was lazy or didn’t want to work; it’s just that the Bunny-toothed Witch always wasted ingredients, and Brittany’s required spice for her perfu bottle just needed that specific Magic Potion, and she truly had no choice but to rest!

“Miss Brittany!” A shouting voice ca from outside, sounding a bit unfamiliar; it had been a long ti since she heard such a call.

She sat up reluctantly and answered, “Coming!”

“Could it be that the warehouse’s stock has run out?” Brittany was unwilling to believe it.

Currently, the number of Perfurs was significant, and the undead, having increased their capabilities, didn’t have as high a demand for her perfu bottles anymore.

That was the main reason she could afford to idle her ti away.

But she must handle her work and maintain a proper attitude; if she were to lose this comfortable life, she would certainly lose her appetite for 5 consecutive days…

or 3 days…

or 6 hours…

well, maybe she would eat half a piece of at less for the next al.

In any case, it would greatly impact her.

If Lord Lind were still here, he would certainly tolerate her doing so, but now that Rania her Majesty was in charge and the Finance Minister Tao Lexi was always thinking of cutting costs, many had fallen under her financial blade.

It was said that Morena, the Witch from Crying Town in Ghost Valley following the Death Path, had her budget cut due to not producing results in Soul Magic research and practicing with large beast corpses and even corpses of formidable enemies like the Great Knight from wars; now, she could only use the corpses of pigs, dogs, and cattle.