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 cries came again, even more numerous than the last time.


Owen inhaled the air tainted with the scent of beast blood greedily, already sensing the unusual nature of this group of people.


He had heard of the Undead in the North, not for their strength but for the absurd things they did.


No bottom line, no respect for rules, fearless.


As it turns out, when the number of Undead reaches a certain scale, they can be more terrifying than a Beast Tide!


If their numbers were to increase, could they surpass the Beast Tide? With tens of millions, even Duke Hein would have a headache.


He abandoned the idea of continuing the attack; since the Undead were helping, there was no need for him to fight desperately.


Leaving at the right time, not risking his life if unnecessary, that was Owen Strong Beast's way to survive. He would fight when there was no chance to live, but as long as there was a chance to survive, he would certainly protect himself.


Chapter 514 Ambush_2