The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?! Chapter 801 - 801 565 Husband and Wife Mixed Doubles2

801: Chapter 565: Husband and Wife Mixed Doubles_2 801: Chapter 565: Husband and Wife Mixed Doubles_2 With his full strength unleashed, Lind now dares to challenge a 6-ring superior, confident that if his opponent can’t kill him with one blow, then it’s the opponent who will die.

The Undead soon realize that no matter how they concentrate their attacks, it’s all in vain; the damage they do is rapidly healed in the blink of an eye.

Flas, Undead Knights, there are many options for wearing down a BOSS, but Lind is not one of them.

Suddenly, he catches a glint of a brilliant teor hurtling towards him at an astonishing speed, striking Lind’s head nearly instantaneously and leaving a deep mark on his helt visor.

Lind’s body staggers; his imnse stature draws the attention of everyone present, so when they see Lind attacked, all eyes, friend and foe, are on him.

Unfortunately for them, Lind does not fall.

His visor quickly repairs itself, and his Life Points are visibly regenerating.

His right hand clutches the Battle Axe, Flas surge from Lind’s body, converging on his right side and arm, his armor scales standing erect as if gathering all the energy they can muster.

The Battle Axe in his hand trembles and turns scorching red, as if it is being roasted in Purgatory, the intense heat causing the nearest Undead to suddenly receive a loss of Life Points notification.

Lind lifts his axe and slashes toward the direction of his attackers; the scorching flood turns into a crescent blade, plowing through the ground, flipping both friend and foe Undead in its path, until it hits the figure that initiated the sneak attack.

That figure, several tis taller than an average person, still appears minuscule in Lind’s eyes.

His expression changes, wanting to dodge, but his body instinctively tells him that evasion is futile; the crescent of fla will pursue and bite him relentlessly.

He has no choice but to brace for impact.

Raising his hand to block, the flood is not as he anticipated; it lacks strong cutting power or irrestistible brute force, but instead bursts violently.

Boom!

A mushroom cloud arises, then smashes against the “ceiling” of the fortress, with the flas spreading outwards, enveloping the sky with a sudden glow of red.

In the dim red light, the Undead can clearly see the state of the battlefield.

When they realize that all around them, save for the Dwarf Temple, there’s nothing but scorched earth, everyone instinctively takes a deep breath.

The figure that survived the fiery bombardnt gasps for breath.

As vision is restored and looking ahead, Lind’s arms are surprisingly hoisting the Battle Axe aloft.

With both hands attacking, the Flas erupting from him double in intensity.

A crescent Fla, even more exaggerated than before, sweeps forth, faster and more ferocious than imagined; if the first crescent was a probing shot, the second was already detonating the mont Lind swung his axe.

Another fla mushroom cloud rises.

The splattering flas force the Undead to hastily dodge.

An Undead closest to the blast carelessly gets hit, his shield lting in an instant.

Everyone can feel Lind’s excitent at this mont, his intense killing intent, and the temperature rising from his fervor.

The Undead swarm towards their dying enemy, ever eager to claim a kill, for it never goes out of fashion.

But this is, after all, a 6-ring superior.

Even heavily wounded by Lind, he’s not soone that a crowd of Undead can easily finish off.

Instead, their hasty assault leads to a rapid decrease in their numbers.

Fortunately, the Respawn Point is not far from here.

His Platinum hair unfurls, eyes fiery red as he leaps towards the sky, and only then does everyone clearly see his true appearance—a “monkey” with long arms and legs but very slender, his speed rapid as he leaps onto the walls.

Energy converges, taking aim once again at Lind’s head.

Other Deities try to help Lind against the “monkey,” but Lind has already charged onward.

“Mine!”

His giant feet stampede across the battlefield, every step causing the grievously wounded Undead on the ground to be thrown into the air like dust, the ground collapses, they’re flung into the air.

Boom——!

The light strikes Lind again.

“Didn’t hit?” soone exclaims in shock.

Given Lind’s massive size, how could it miss?

But sohow, it did.

At the critical mont, Lind dodges by tilting his head; only his neck is grazed.

Before turning into a Giant, his forte was skill and speed!

The Dwarf Temple behind him is hit; the last ruins are buried in the explosion and vanish without a trace, the backdraft of the blast echoing through the vast space of the Dwarf Fortress.

Sensing Lind’s imminent approach, “Monkey” made a quick leap, but Lind’s palm appeared on the path of the jump as if he had foreseen it, slapping down fiercely and smashing the leaping figure into the ground, creating a deep crater.

Bend over, bombard with flas.

Soul piercing.

Battle Axe cleaves down.

When they saw that half of the corpse, everyone knew that Lind had dealt with his enemy.

He made his stance clear with his actions.

“Attack!”

…

Lind’s arrogance would greatly boost the morale of his own side, but as his enemies, they were sure not to appreciate his cockiness.

A nun with a tall figure, dressed in a slim-fitting black robe, watched Lind’s massive form with her cold eyes.

The Silent Nun, the leader of this operation, while not the strongest, was very adept at strategic deploynt and enjoyed high popularity among the Undead.

High popularity ant that more Undead were willing to fight desperately for her, that’s not an absolute statent, but certainly more adored than those with ugly features and treacherous personalities.

Watching Lind slaying left and right, the Silent Nun had already raised her Longsword, with blue Magic Flas erging from the tip; the Flas, like a snake with its own will, coiled upwards, enveloping the sword entirely and began to spin rapidly.

The rotation stirred up a Gale, blowing up the dusty soil on the ground.

Her dangling hair fluttered in the wind as well.

The Silent Nun’s high-heeled boots touched the ground, her body transforming into a black Thunder clad in blue flas, dashing toward Lind – all the obstructing Undead in front were blown away.

But suddenly, a silver-white light flashed in the sky, a fierce Burst thundering down right in front of the Silent Nun.

Her eyes widened as she saw the figure, clothed in a nun’s long skirt, clutching a golden Longsword.

Blade against blade, it seed as though so terrifying force montarily landed on the Silent Nun’s sword.

Boom!

A mushroom cloud erupted, the huge explosion sent the Silent Nun flying back even faster, her hands trembling as she struggled to hold the sword.

Thump thump thump – footsteps approached.

The incoming wind was extraordinarily sharp, followed by the familiar sight of the golden Longsword, she hastily lifted her sword in defense, then that familiar and terrifying power Burst forth.

Centred on the Silent Nun’s sword, an uncompromising mushroom cloud erupted.

The overwhelming brute force sent her flying back, smashing into the underground and creating a long trench.

She propped herself up, flinging her sword to repel the Undead, her gaze turning toward the enemy ahead, the terrifying and formidable nun.

Their gazes t, and the Silent Nun took the initiative to charge in.

Her speed was lightning fast, but the opponent’s attack carried a heavy and overwhelming power, each resulting mushroom cloud explosion causing panic.

The ground, flattened by Lind’s bombardnt, broke apart once again.

The Undead on the battlefield couldn’t stop turning their heads.

This was a visual feast, with a dozen BOSSes in a chaotic battle, and they were here enjoying it all, able to clearly see every BOSS’s Skills and moves as if they were at a gladiatorial arena.

Or as if they entered the center of a super fantasy blockbuster, a rare and unrepeatable experience.

So were even planning to use this video material to feast for a month, dissecting battle styles, outfit cosplays, skill interpretations, timing-edits…

it can spawn too many products.

Elsewhere, Lind had also found a new opponent, no one was truly idle.

But it was clear to everyone that the Undead under Duke Hein’s command were nearly wiped out.

Perhaps it’s difficult for the Undead to take down a BOSS on their own in battle, but if one side has an endless supply of resurrecting Undead, and the other has none, the outco of the war will hold no surprises.

The Silent Nun was blasted away by the mushroom cloud once again, but this ti, her trajectory was unfortunate, in Lind’s direction.

The Battle Axe showed no rcy as it ca crushing down.

Blood spattered, boiling Flas dried up the blood, transforming into a hot, bloody wind, blowing across the battlefield.

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