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?!

Although the flames had taken their voices, Fulin Mueen's soul seemed to hear their wailing. Wave after wave of scorching heat brought the charred scent of death.


"Ugh," the veteran who had experienced many battles couldn't help but start vomiting.


This was the ghastly scene of thousands being roasted alive.


Fulin Mueen couldn't care less, she led her subordinates in another direction, leaving the battlefield ablaze behind them, letting them chaotically "perform" on the "stage."


Although she had witnessed the power of the deities numerous times, this was the first time she felt powerless, a force capable of erasing her greatest pride, her army.


The flames began to explode, turning into fireball meteors flying aimlessly everywhere.


No one knew how the war would end, but the intensity of the battle continued to escalate, with heatwaves dancing across the sky.


Chapter 482 Hunting Deities_3