Silky White Grandma

The Ring of Magic had shattered.
Calamities emerged.
Lind, who had crossed over to become a wild monster NPC at a stronghold in the apocalyptic Magic World, saw a group of undead shouting "Pass the flame" arrive at his territory. They held lofty ideals and were willing to sacrifice themselves to save the world.
Therefore, Lind prepared to masquerade as the village chief of Newbie Village.
Lind: As a remnant of the old era, I will craft a ship that can carry us to the new era.
Player: After enduring endless hardships, we finally met the BOSS, and then the BOSS just knelt down and swore fealty to the lord.
...
"I, the King of Game BOSSes, Just Want to Be a Good Newbie Village Chief"
"Player: Every NPC on Our Side is as Strong as a BOSS"
"Player: That BOSS Actually Can't Beat the Quest NPC We're Supposed to Protect?"
Tags: Lord, Farming, Kindombuilding, Fantasy, Fourth Apocalypse

The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!

Wrapped in hatred, the empress exuded a powerful aura, her shapely figure clothed in a black dress, arms enveloped in black lace gloves.


Her delicate face was pale, yet her lips were a vivid red.


Her favorability remained nearly maxed out, just as he had anticipated.


It was not Lind who probed her, but she who tangibly entwined her emotions around him, making him feel as though he were facing a spiderwoman exhaling a pink mist of poison.


Her being radiated both sensuality and death.


But Lind could harbor no improper thoughts towards her, for a simple reason: she was a corpse!


A corpse of the former queen of the Black Marsh Kingdom, later revived with new limbs through bizarre magic by a wizard, yet even that could not change the fact of her death. Afterwards, Lind had granted her a Blood Clan body.


Chapter 387 Equipment Transformation