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 wilderness had become a desert of death, where the power of a Grade 6 mighty one had erupted, drawing thousands of Undead to gather for a war comparable to that of a Demigod.


Now, a swamp of death, made of intense flames and death incarnate, devoured all life, leaving only ashes behind.


Lind stepped into it, following his body's reaction to something, his foot stepping over a pitch-black skeleton. A red mist of decay billowed toward him, but as it was about to envelop him, a slash of the Soul Blade cut through the mist.


He felt the burn in the depths of his soul; instead of fear, his body felt excitement. The sense of danger enveloped him completely, making every step he took heavy and difficult.


Ahead, in the darkness, a skull, having been completely consumed by power and barely holding on, turned to ash as the wind from Lind's approach swept over.


Chapter 445: Demon Lord and the Old Dragon