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?!

Lavee clasped his sword with both hands, his eyes fixed ahead, taking a deep breath.


A black, massive shadow circled in the sky.


Both regarded each other as prey, the only difference being that Lavee was cautious enough.


His gaze followed the shadow as it moved rapidly and, when it dived, Lavee raised his Longsword high.


The Scorpion Flea had long since fled. As the most primitive means of transport in the desert, it had many advantages besides being cheap, but its disadvantages were also clear—it had almost thrown Lavee to the ground just a moment ago.


Enveloped in fierce flames, the black shadow dove towards him, and Lavee forced himself to discard all distractions.


The colossal creature, twirling a storm of death, crossed the skies, but Flowing Fire was quicker.


Flames plunged into the desert, quickly swallowed by the sand, then the ground began to bulge, swelling in an instant to its limit before exploding.


Chapter 428: On the Other Side of the Mountain, There is a Group of Terrifying Undead