The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 659 - 659 496 If Only We Knew Watching a CG Would Le

659: Chapter 496: If Only We Knew, Watching a CG Would Lead to a Total Party Kill_2 659: Chapter 496: If Only We Knew, Watching a CG Would Lead to a Total Party Kill_2 The answer is, the Undead probably can’t hope to reach Level 6 anyti soon.

Thinking about it, when he was once called a big bug traveling through ti, hadn’t he seen countless bubbles?

And weren’t there tens of millions of those bubbles?

“Once we have unified Magic Land, we’ll announce that we have tens of millions, even billions of freely generated worlds for exploration, completely random, with automatically generated civilizations and storylines.”

This sort of promotion sounded familiar.

Boom!

The roar of a fist and the sound of chest armor being crushed by imnse force interrupted Lind’s train of thought.

He clutched his chest with his right hand.

Thump thump thump thump thump!

His heartbeat accelerated; it was ti to unleash the big move.

Otherwise, continuing to fight like this, he was very likely to get seriously injured by the lted Armor, ultimately leaving him no choice but to flee.

Running away was absolutely not an option.

For an NPC, presence is everything!

If you always show up at critical monts, you beco an important character in the story; but if you disappear for a long ti, you’ll be seen as an insignificant side character.

As is well known, for insignificant NPCs, quite a few players choose to get rid of them.

The lted Armor sensed the sudden increase in the opponent’s strength.

A bitter Abyssal Curse spread out from the Black Knight, wildly sweeping through the surroundings.

Earlier, it had only felt like there were black tentacles present, but now the writhing black tentacles had beco tangible, completely engulfing the Black Knight.

Amidst the dazzling light of flas, the brilliance was gradually devoured by darkness.

The lted Armor drew the long blade from his waist, though it was clear that the weapon and armor did not match.

But it was still a very excellent weapon, for it contained a Magic Ring Shard.

As the long blade sliced through the gelatinous tentacles, it was like popping a balloon, bursting open in an instant and releasing a faint mist, with the tentacles vanishing like ashes.

However, within the haze, a blood-red and black silhouette appeared.

Its shape was vastly different from the previous fierce armor; originally, the armor only looked a bit more savage, but anyone could tell the Black Knight was still human.

But now, completely different, his fierce armor shed its savageness, turning into pulsating flesh and blood, his facial armor being replaced by spirally growing flesh that occupied it and eventually ford a single eye emitting golden light in the center of his face.

Arms spread wide, his body floated.

His golden hair flowed from the back of the “helt,” drifting in the wind.

The Black Knight now looked more like a humanoid demonic knight that had completely fallen into the Abyss, about to destroy his formidable enemy with all his might.

At the sa ti, many live strears’ channels beca lively.

“Holy crap, phase two?”

Turns out the Black Knight did have a second phase; it’s just that us guys never managed to reach it.

“It’s over, turned ugly, probably about to log off soon.”

According to the unwritten rules of gas and comics, a character that appears later will be stronger than those who appear earlier, and if a handso man suddenly turns ugly, it’s when the other party is about to go offline.

The demonized Black Knight stepped on the ground, and Abyssal Power rapidly spread, with his newfound confidence in his powerful strength making the lted Armor’s complexion look ugly.

The Abyss, that’s the real enemy that the Knights of the Apocalypse should be dealing with.

Even if the legends were true, the lted Armor was nothing more than the Battle Armor of one of the Knights of the Apocalypse, the Molten Fla Knight, the gap in power was too great.

Fortunately, everyone just possessed a part of the power of those mighty beings, weak against weak.

Clashing again, launching an offensive burst.

Black and red energies of fire rose from the ground, grazed and collided with each other, flying higher and higher.

The Black Knight seized the opportunity, throwing punch after punch at the lted Armor’s faceplate.

And the lted Armor struggled fiercely in resistance, suddenly, in the blink of an eye, it beca He who was ferociously hamring the Black Knight’s head.

Both were enveloped in fire and Abyssal black mist, brutally slamming into the ground.

BOOM!!

The earth shook.

The impact of the blaze and the sweeping corrosion were worst for the nearby Undead who were killed instantly, collecting their boxed als at the scene.

So with boldness decided to co and sneak a strike, but the disparity in strength made even that a wishful thinking.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!”

The body of an Undead who attempted to co close suddenly contorted violently, turning into an Abyss Monster, disconnecting.

But imdiately, the flas of the lted Armor swept over and exploded into a cluster, automatically flying towards the Black Knight.

In an instant, the control over the body was seized, completely banned, and the only option left for this Undead was to start leveling from scratch.

“Watching a CG also cos with the risk of getting banned?”

The Undead started to curse, but the speed of their escape didn’t slow down, and so who couldn’t escape simply went offline.

When Deities fight, mortals suffer.

They were like dust on clothes, insignificant whether it be one grain or a dozen, easily brushed off without a thought in the fight between the Black Knight and the lted Armor.

The ground cracked open.

At this ti, the lted Armor was still blocking and then punching to attack.

In its combat style, there was no escape – after all, it was just a set of Heavy Armor which couldn’t perform agile movents.

But the Black Knight was very good at this, with his storm-like attack speed, combined with the strength provided by the Abyss, the lted Armor was increasingly struggling to defend.

Boom!

Another collision.

Fists t, both sides retreated.

The battle was starting to sway towards the powerful side of the Black Knight; everyone present could see it.

“Fuck, how many layers of negative status have been applied to the lted Armor?

How did he manage to inflict burn wounds on an armor specialized in Flas?”

“Be vigilant for other Deities of the Alliance attempting to sneak attack!”

Sneak attack?

Other Deities didn’t dare to try a sneak attack; everyone was of the 6th ring, but the differences were substantial.

If the lted Armor won, great, but if it lost and the Black Knight was also critically injured, then everyone would swarm to help and claim a reward.

If the situation turned out to be the worst-case scenario…

the existence of the Alliance wouldn’t be so necessary, right?

Finally, with one punch, the lted Armor succeeded in shattering the Black Knight’s upper body armor, which crawled and continued to regrow while the lted Armor, with its own thod, gripped the enemy, tearing at it, peeling off chunks of Abyssal flesh like scales.

Finally rid of that portion of the Abyssal influence, the intricate Crest on the Black Knight’s chest was revealed.

Each ti it would flicker three tis in succession, go out, and then flicker three tis again.

Lind Armand!

Even though the helt wasn’t removed, the unique tattoo on the chest was almost as good as wearing a na tag.

With another punch from the lted Armor, his helt finally burst open, revealing a face that most people felt familiar with.

A handso and rugged face, eyes filled with crimson light.

His fierce expression cald down in an instant.

What NPCs need most is the sense of belief, of acting.

Lind admitted to himself that he wanted to act at that mont, but the punch from the lted Armor that shattered the Abyss’s shackles did indeed restore his heart for a fleeting mont, though brief and being consud by the Abyss to such an extent that even if Lind beca a Deity, it would be impossible to break free.

The lted Armor didn’t care what the person behind the mask looked like; it continued its assault.

But from Lind’s chest, a burst ca again, with viscous Abyssal Power pouring out.

And in the distant Scholar Ancient Ruins, at the Sealing Place guarded by the King of Black Phosphorus, the Abyss was studying how to plant more Abyss Hearts of Calamity with minimal sacrifice, but suddenly felt that its most capable subordinate was in mortal danger.

He was frantically draining the Abyssal Power from his heart in a near-self-destructive manner.

“If you lack power, ask for it!”

The Abyss was getting anxious.

Despite the Abyss always threatening Lind with life, in truth, the Abyss had given him many Legendary Level Hearts of Calamity, and afterwards granted him Abyssal Power, resources, power, etc., at too high a cost.

Under such circumstances, anyone could let Lind die, except the Abyss couldn’t bear to.

The Abyss requested a private chat.

But the private chat request was denied.

Lind was currently reciting lines, of course he wouldn’t pay attention to the Abyss.

He used his last burst of energy to go for mutual destruction with the lted Armor, although most of the explosive power ca from the Abyss, equivalent to using the power of the Abyss to perish together with the lted Armor.

“Do not halt your progress.”

He looked at the Undead and said, “The Abyss awaits us in the Magic Land.”

The next mont, an explosion, a fiery mushroom cloud swept across the sky.

“If only we had known, even watching a CG could lead to a group annihilation!”