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?!

The man paused, then raised his head with a smile, "More than you could imagine, my brother! I am the General's most relied upon warrior. Several times, facing perilous situations, I managed to accomplish great things, but I can't say too much in detail. In short, he thinks I am the most trustworthy soldier we can talk about anything!"


The man with one blind eye showed a smile, "Haha, I knew it. I can't wait to hear more about the news from the frontlines, as well as those glorious stories of yours."


"You come from the frontlines?" Om, who had been eavesdropping for a while, took the initiative to join in, "I've had dealings with the Undead merchant caravans from the frontlines, and heard that the war is anything but easy."


The man who claimed to be from the frontlines opened his mouth, appearing to find it difficult to answer this question.


Chapter 394: The Glory of the Fugitive Soldier_3