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 cat with hands on hips suddenly stopped talking, giving Lind a disdainful look when he looked over.


"Let's follow them and see before we make a move."


Today was definitely a day for robbery, the opposing side looked intimidating by numbers, but their strongest was only equivalent to a William.


Nur leaned on his cane as he walked in front, as the gods receded and vanished, the influence of those who adhered to the Mechanical God Cult gradually crumbled.


Unlike other factions, the Mechanical God Cult was extremely strict in selecting members and required very high mental standards; ordinary Wizards couldn't meet their standards, and some could even see the true nature of the elements of Magic World the moment they opened their eyes.


They were natural Mages, and each of them was very adept at research and learning, which was the only way they had a chance to join the Mechanical God Cult.


Chapter 453 Underground Specters_2