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?!

"King of Black Phosphorus," the voice sounded again.


The mountain range quivered as a massive yet extremely aged cage lifted its own head, its scales, which had completely lost their vitality like charcoal, stood on end.


Its body was too old and heavy, making it time-consuming to regain flexibility in its neck.


"We should continue to cooperate, just as we did before," the voice said. "The barriers of those continents are very weak, we can go there to explore more possibilities, rather than wandering here aimlessly."


"Do you think I am here to watch over you for no reason?" the Old Black Dragon shed a few broken charcoal scales, which began to smoke upon hitting the stones, rolling out Dark Flames, and when they landed, they turned into a clump of flames.


Flames Never Die, a small piece of rotting scale could provide endless energy, allowing the fire to keep burning.


In the flickering firelight, something in the darkness was approaching.


Chapter 451 ends, updating...