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?!

Rania sat in front of the mirror and saw through it Lind, who was leaning against the bed, frowning in thought.


She had to admit that she shouldn't have been drinking. Last night, she just wanted to cuddle with Lind and revisit the sense of security she felt when she first threw herself into his arms. Being companions by agreement, this was reasonable.


Then they talked about the war at the Great Rift. Now, the Undead dressed in Abyssal sets were operating throughout the Rand Kingdom, causing a great deal of panic.


While some of the Undead learned to immediately change their gear after discovering that walking around in those things would decrease their likability, others still chose to do as they pleased.


So Lind and she discussed the issue of creating Abyssal weapons together.


Chapter 405: Limb Attaching Worm in the Royal City Dungeon