The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 654 - 654 493 The Person Behind the Mask is Lind Arm

654: Chapter 493: The Person Behind the Mask is Lind Armand_2 654: Chapter 493: The Person Behind the Mask is Lind Armand_2 No matter who it was, nobody wanted to surrender easily before the very last mont.

“Boom!”

A sudden flash of sword light attacked.

The fierce and towering Gatekeeper was actually blocked.

“Miss Tione?”

In Lind’s absence, Miss Tione, known as the “Nuclear Bomb Nun,” was unequivocally the darling of the group; the NPCs of the chanical God Cult treated her with great respect, and even the Undead feared her trendous power to sprout mushrooms with a re wave of her hand.

Unfortunately, she was not as warm-hearted as Lind, willing to volunteer as a at shield.

Previously, if the Undead couldn’t hold on, Lind would have stepped forward to take the hit, which is why everyone called him “Dad,” Daddy for anything, Lind the dog for nothing.

Miss Tione was different; she never took action from start to finish, unless Lind ordered her to do sothing.

Otherwise, she would remain motionless even if the whole army perished.

Now, she had actually taken the initiative.

Soone couldn’t help but ask, “Holy shit, Huanqu, when did you boost your favorability with Tione?”

Increasing the favorability of an NPC so that they would help you for free or take extra care of you on the battlefield was a unique gaplay aspect.

But if it was Tione, who had never received a single point of favorability from anyone, it was completely different.

Could it be that Tione’s favorability wasn’t fixed at zero but could actually increase?

At that mont, Miss Tione held a golden Rune Sword ford from fragnts of the Ring of Magic, lightly swinging it and landing a mushroom on the Gatekeeper.

Thunderous roar!

“Rescue!

Save the equipnt!”

Seizing the chaos created by the Gatekeeper’s stomping, soone pushed through and grabbed my “Huanqu Will Not Lose”, quickly administering a Magic Potion with swift hands and eyes.

The others also sprang into action, unsure if Miss Tione could hold off the behemoth, they sought to rescue so first, lest they lose the boss fight and all their precious items.

The Undead rapidly retreated, watching the diminutive Miss Tione next to the Gatekeeper, unleashing powerful attacks that could stir up storms with their re remnants.

The Gatekeeper’s body wobbled.

Tione swung her sword again.

The Gatekeeper began to retreat slowly, roaring furiously, but with an air of bravado.

Its mouth suddenly opened wide.

Everyone present noticed the Gatekeeper’s abrupt motion.

So exaggerated, it was as if it was gathering so kind of energy at the tip of its tongue; people were already comparing it with gas and ani they knew, looking for similarities.

“It can’t be unleashing a special move, right?”

“Is Miss Tione still using a basic attack?”

“She couldn’t possibly be without a new combat module and only able to swing her sword, right?”

If that was the case, the ga developers really didn’t care about their players, utterly wasting potential.

Tione didn’t know what the Undead were saying, and even if she did with her personality, she probably wouldn’t care.

That sword, as if composed of golden runes, swung again, gathering its power into a thunderous roar.

Its material was the legendary fragnts of the Ring of Magic; with no forging technique, it simply plumted from the sky and hit Tione on the back of her head.

This power could transform into any weapon.

The sword suddenly morphed into a scythe with a long handle.

Tione’s body swayed slightly, easily evading the Gatekeeper’s assault, then rushed forward as the Gatekeeper clumsily tried to defend.

She gripped the scythe with both hands, her expression calm as she lifted and spun the long handle before slashing diagonally.

Amidst the explosions, smoke, poison, and the energy being gathered on the Gatekeeper’s tongue, the scythe swiftly slashed through.

A rapid assault.

She landed lightly, as if stepping onto clouds, her figure graceful.

In the next mont, a dozen or so points suddenly appeared on the still charging Gatekeeper.

Those points rapidly expanded, crushing and deforming the Gatekeeper’s armor, and everyone could clearly see with their own eyes the Gatekeeper’s bones twisting and breaking under the brightening gleam of the glowing “points.”

Blood sprayed from the wounds.

The Gatekeeper continued to try and spew energy from its mouth, willing to exhaust its dying body.

At this point, Tione had her back to him; it was the perfect ti for a sneak attack.

The Undead were sweating on her behalf, and so were even opening their mouths ready to warn her.

But everything was happening too fast.

Boom, boom, boom!

The points of light expanded, and everyone saw mushroom clouds exploding on the body of the Gatekeeper.

“As expected of you.”

Soone sighed in admiration.

During a normal attack, one swing would plant a mushroom cloud, but now when unleashing a powerful move, she planted an entire field of mushroom clouds with a single strike.

Simple and direct, even knowing her attack style, no one could withstand it.

Pure brute force output.

Miss Tione might appear as an elegant Swordsman, but in reality, she was all about heavy swords and critical hits; her lethargic swing was even more effective than the Great Knight’s gritted-teeth chopping.

The airwaves surged, and the closest Undead Wizards were pushed backward by the stormy gale.

So were even buried accidentally.

“For Tione!

Attack!” The Undead were finally reacting.

They charged forward, shouting.

Stealing the kill!

The battered Gatekeeper knelt on the ground, his eyes wild with a strong impulse to destroy his enemies.

The Undead would never pass up the opportunity to beat a dog when it’s down.

The fight ended quickly.

“We won!”

They excitedly stood in front of the Gatekeeper’s corpse, posing for pictures to commorate the mont.

This was a very important part of the “side quest.”

“Keep moving forward!”

The Undead, with smiles on their faces, walked through the gate but ca scurrying back a few minutes later.

Because inside, there were several more “BOSS” creatures just like the Gatekeeper!

From a distance, the Black Tortoise Shield said, “See, I told you before, that wasn’t the BOSS.

But I didn’t expect that sothing on the level of a Gatekeeper would not even count as an Elite Monster, at most it’s just the lowest level of ordinary minions in the castle.”

Dragon Scale Sword: “Really?”

If ordinary minions were this strong, what’s the point in playing?

They’d die upon contact.

“The situation might be worse than we thought, retreat!”

One by one, they began retreating, and it seed the attack on Misty Rain City had ended in an anticlimactic manner.

However, everyone failed to notice that sparks were flying in Tione’s eyes.

…

Shilu Continent.

Outside the Bloodline Blood Pool Cave of Sekapus Kingdom.

Dressed in an elegant gown, the Crimson Lady placed her hands on her lower abdon and asked, “Are you ready, Undead?”

“Wait, can I take a mont?” The Undead didn’t nod but asked instead.

The Crimson Lady nodded gently.

“Okay, just a mont, I’ll be right back!”

He said and ran a few steps outside.

Even before this, people had noticed them chatting for a long ti.

There had been precedents of Undead lingering with NPCs, so no one minded.

“I’ve exchanged for the Black Knight Greatsword!”

The Undead held up the Black Knight Greatsword high in the air, instantly drawing the attention of the other Undead around him.

During this ti, he had been grinding vigorously, using the ti others spent sleeping to grind on quests.

Of course, that included a “trivial” amount of money; if he couldn’t grind it out, he had to buy it.

9 exchange order fragnts, and he bought just 3 of them, not that many.

The most difficult No.

9 fragnt was the key to everything; others had already completed collecting No.

1 through No.

8.

The rest of the people imdiately sward around him.

“Dude, let have a look!”

“It really does look exactly like Magic Sword Dante.

What kind of company made this ga?

They don’t pay royalties?

But I haven’t heard of any collaborations.”

“Just say if you want it or not.”

“Of course, I want it.

Only a fool wouldn’t.”

“It represents massive attack power!”

Emotions were at a peak.

The crowd jostled and bickered non-stop.

“Wait another mont, I’ve already triggered the key quest.” The Undead holding the Black Knight Greatsword had finished showing off and said, “Let’s talk after I rescue lulan Queen.”

Rescue lulan?

Dude, what are you talking smack for?

But still, they cleared a path for him.

That’s right, they tacitly chose to step back and let him show off.

The Crimson Lady asked again, “Are you ready, Undead?”

“I am ready.”

The two entered the Bloodline Blood Pool Cave.

At the sa ti, countless people flooded into his live stream to watch the ensuing scene.

The Blood Pool surged.

The Undead suddenly perked up.

He knelt on one knee, propping himself with the greatsword, and called out, “I welco the Lady of Hatred, the creator of this sanctuary, I welco the Black Law Bloodsucking Queen, I welco—lulan!”

A graceful and noble figure slowly erged from the Blood Pool.

She wore a blood-red gown, infusing grace into her very bloodstream.

Now, she had truly beco the Bloodline Ancestor.

“I can grant you a wish.

What would you like to know?”

“The Black Knight, is it Lind Armand?”

The question was out, but the Undead was surprised because, starting from just a mont ago, he realized his body was not his own.

“It is him.”