The lord is red again.

Chapter 532: Undead Version of Synthetic Watermelon
"Old Black took out a big, hard black shield and bounced back all the attacks of the Undead King."

The undead danced in front of the huge shield.

"biubiu!"

"Bounce!"

A few people were in a playful mood, laughing and gesticulating.

The great shield remained silent.

Up to now, there are only a few undead who insist on going in to fight the boss. Most of the undead are just watching the fun. There is no need to fight since they can't get the BOSS anyway.

Faced with NPCs that are stronger than themselves, the undead don't care.

However, when facing undead beings who are stronger than themselves, they can only brag and offer wave after wave of flattery.

"Damn, these two brothers are too strong."

"Is there still such an operation?"

"Something's wrong. Could it be that the plot is weird?"

The undead who were watching the live broadcast expressed their confusion. The health bar could not be faked, and the scale of destruction could not be faked. Then why could two level 30 undeads kite and start a war with each other?

Judging from the situation, they are in complete control of the rhythm of the battle.

"Ah——!!" The magic bull also saw this scene, and changed from being unconfident at the beginning to being extremely confident.

I can do it too.

"There must be an enhancement in this map copy. Look, I'll kill him with one sword!"

A strong wind came.

Lind hid behind Lao Hei's shield and watched the magic bull being overturned by the storm, smashing to the ground and turning into ashes and being killed instantly.

Lind: ?
Lao Hei:?
[Great Shield] A figure appeared at the resurrection point under the mountain where Rodved was.

Magic Cow:?
"Am I being killed?"

It turned out that I was not strengthened, it was really because those two thighs were too strong, so strong that they could fight against the BOSS.

"Damn it, my experience, my equipment, my..." The magic bull immediately rushed to the location of the great shield, pushing aside the undead around and rushed in front of it, "Lao Luo, let me in, do you still remember me?"

The great shield remained silent.

He could tell that Linde and Lao Hei were too powerful to be provoked by him, so he just opened a door. It was not important, as they could find a way to enter without him.

There is no need to pay attention to the weak undead.

"The live broadcast is interrupted!"

The scene was filled with wailing.

Others looked at the magic bull and hated it for not fighting.

What a great time to increase your followers. It would be great to just be a little jerk with a camera on his head and slowly gain traffic. Why did you rush out to die? Now there is no fun for everyone to watch.

Someone asked: "Will those two big guys start live streaming?"

Magic Bull: "No, they are all lone wolves, and a little socially anxious."

"Just ask, and let the boss start a live broadcast."

"Okay, let me ask."

The Land of the Dead, the City of the Dead, whatever this place is called, this war is like an annoying child, jumping around in a sand castle on the beach, destroying everything.

The green ghost ocean surged, they gathered in one place, their bodies rolled and entangled, tightly pressed against each other, and pounced on Lind and Lao Hei from all directions.

Without the undead on the scene, Lind no longer had to hide his strength.

His original plan was to let the undead use the Kingdom of the Dead as a dungeon to improve their strength, and then stimulate the undead's subjective initiative, so that the undead would use "first role-playing to investigate the plot" and then "opening up side dungeons" as the game process.

Unfortunately, the undead, whose strength had expanded, turned against them and directly attacked the gods from all over the place, turning the Age of Awakening of the Gods into an era of red-named BOSSes throughout the map.

This is not a real game world, so there is no absolute favorability system. In the eyes of the gods, if 100 out of 70 undead are rebels, the remaining 30 will also be classified as betrayers by default.

Linde's copy development plan had to be shelved temporarily.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

He wanted to capture the gods for his own use instead of killing them all the time. Even if Lind could revive the gods again, the number of hateful gods would increase, leading to a loss of control in the end.

The green wave rolled towards the sky, and a giant green snake formed by hundreds or thousands of ghosts opened its mouth in the air and swooped down towards Lind's position.

Lind held the sword with both hands, and the soul blade condensed in his hands.

He raised his sword to meet the attack.

The green ghost snake collapsed, and the azure soul light blade cut it in half horizontally from the snake's mouth. The ghost that came into direct contact turned into ashes on the spot, and the remaining ghost turned into scattered dry bones, falling down with a crash, bringing a green rain to the dark sky.

Place your left foot on the ground.

Lunge.

Lind stretched out his left hand and pointed at the Undead King, while his right hand grabbed the Soul Blade and pulled it back. It looked like he was bending a bow and shooting an arrow, but also like he was accumulating strength to prepare for the next full-strength attack.

Flames erupted from Lind's back, and his arrogant flaming wings spread out like blooming flowers, forcibly tearing a large hole in the green wave.

Whoosh, the flames shrank, and Lind's figure turned into a beam of light with blue in front and red in the back.

The Undead King was still shaking his body, trying to lift the Sword of the Undead King in his hand to swing the next sword, but the sense of crisis in his soul reminded him that the enemy had already rushed to his face.

Lind stepped on the Undead King's head with both feet, and the fire column with powerful propulsion force ejected from behind him rotated and changed direction from horizontal to top to bottom, helping Lind to knock him over.

The soul blade pierced through the neck of the Undead King.

If there were any undead people at the scene, they would have definitely seen the Undead King, who was very difficult to kill. At this moment, his health bar had disappeared by half.

The Undead King opened his mouth and tried to struggle but was unable to move.

Linde, with flames rising up into the sky on his back, kept his feet on the man's head, making it impossible for him to turn over. The soul blade continued to weaken his soul power.

Met my nemesis!
"What's wrong?" Linde suddenly asked.

The magic cow actually chatted with me privately.

"Boss, do you want to start a live broadcast? Otherwise it would be a shame to miss the scene of fighting the BOSS. You have already killed the BOSS in seconds?"

Live broadcast? He is just a visitor now, without a login account, and is not eligible to broadcast live.

"How is that possible? The Undead King is too strong. I have no power to fight back." Lin De said solemnly, "The two of us can only try, but I don't think we can beat him."

The Undead King who was stepped on by Lind: "..."

It wanted to move, but the azure soul blade reminded it that it was better to accept Lind's flattery obediently.

"You and Lao Hei fought so handsomely, I thought you were sure to win."

"Let's do it later. The monsters in this dungeon are too strong. We'll get out later."

The Immortal King: “…”

Lind ended the private chat and looked down at his enemy.

The ghost waves behind were still rushing towards this side, but they were blocked by Lao Hei, and a gap appeared in the space.

As Lao Hei swung his hand forward, the Black Phosphorus King's dragon claw appeared and smashed on the ground. The green wave that seemed to be able to destroy everything was easily shattered by the dragon claw.

The Immortal King: “…”

You are so strong, why didn’t you say it earlier? Just say it earlier!

The undead are not brainless, they can also think.

"Make them all stop," said Lind.

The Undead King roared, and the green ghosts stopped reluctantly. It was obvious that their IQ was not high, and they still followed the dead's instinctive pursuit of life, trying to get close to Old Black and tear something off him, no matter what it was.

"Roar!" The Undead King had no choice but to roar again, and this time he finally got the situation under control.

Lao Hei walked up to Lind and asked, "How's my shield?"

Lao Hei was very satisfied with this battle. He showed off his shield very well. It had 100% rebound ability and even enhanced power. From now on, when talking about top equipment, the one that comes to mind must be the King of Black Phosphorus!

Lind didn't quite understand the King of Black Phosphorus's idea. Was it a good thing to associate himself with the materials for forging equipment? Based on his understanding of the undead, at this stage the undead would definitely complete the task obediently just to obtain the King of Black Phosphorus's weapons and equipment, but when their strength increased again, the King of Black Phosphorus would become a must-kill enemy.

No one can get along with equipment materials. Even if you say you are my favorite NPC, you will not show mercy when you sneak attack, and you may even poison the sword.

It’s just that Lao Hei can’t see through this, or maybe it’s not important to him, as his current strength is enough to suppress the undead.

"Yeah, that's great." Lind nodded.

"Your armor isn't as good-looking as mine!" Lao Hei smiled innocently.

Linde no longer paid attention to Lao Hei, and his eyes were completely on the Undead King.

"Do you know the great shield Rodvid?"

"Rodvid."

The Undead King's expression was dazed for a moment. It was not easy to read the change of expression on the face of the undead, but Lind knew very well that the other party was reminiscing about the past.

"How is he?"

"Became a god."

"Oh my god, that's terrible."

"Yeah." Lind nodded.

Although he knew very well that what he said was terrible and what the Undead King said was terrible were completely different things.

Becoming a god and becoming a red-named hostile target of the undead is terrible.

The bad things the other party said may be related to losing oneself and becoming a synonym for a certain power. Gods can be replaced, and the image of gods will be determined by the inherent impressions of believers.

To be forgotten is to die.

"He is still guarding outside this country." Linde was not chatting with the other party, nor was he reminiscing about the past. "Pledge allegiance to me."

"Me? I can't. The minds of the undead are muddled, and every one of them is going crazy."

"It's ok."

If he gets crazy, throw him to the undead, or let him form a CP with the mighty big shield, called the king and the knight. The undead will always have a way, and it's very interesting.

Ever since William and the Beast Girl formed the Beast CP, Lind knew that morality and ethics could no longer stop the undead from letting themselves go. There are no censorship and no restrictions here.

"What do you want him to do?" asked Lao Hei.

The Undead King is quite powerful, but just quite powerful. Lind has a group of gods as his subordinates, and his minimum combat power is 5th ring. The Undead King occupies the kingdom of the dead, and with the help of the Green Tide, his strength is only in the middle level among the 5th ring.

It has strong survivability and can start an undead war, but it is far behind the top forces.

"A new Ring Knight."

There was an extra piece of magic ring fragment in Lind's hand. It came from the Ghost Valley where the Weeping Town was located, northwest of Star Dragon City, Land Kingdom, Xilu Continent. There, a ghost once jumped into the well water and merged into a new ghost.

It just happened a few years ago, but it gave him the illusion that it was a lifetime ago.

It is not easy to forge a new sword, but it is not difficult to let the Undead King master the method of integrating ghost power.

Under Lind's command, the Undead King controlled the ghosts to form teams of two. After a strong supply of energy, a new transformation followed.

The first to appear in front of them were two ghosts dressed as guards. Their strength was less than 1 ring. They should have been responsible for guarding the Undead King when they were alive, and after death they were also the strongest members of this undead team.

The energy swept through, and the two ghosts merged into a taller guard.

The strength is gradually improving.

Then more ghosts approached, this time they were two ghosts dressed as maids. Their jaws were torn and their tongues hung to their navels as if they had been pulled out before they died. Their dresses were torn into tatters, but they were definitely not sexy because under their clothes were ribs and rotten internal organs.

The two confused ghosts merged and transformed into a ghost with a slightly better appearance.

When another ghost came forward, Lind did not give the order to merge, but was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Old Black asked.

He had never seen such an interesting thing, allowing ghosts to merge into stronger beings. If he could continue like this and merge the ghosts of the entire undead kingdom together, would he be able to create a 6th or even 7th-ring undead?

"It consumes too much energy," Lind said.

It is true that the fragments of the magic ring have energy, but if one wants to activate the effect, one must infuse the energy oneself. With the energy that Lind possesses, he can only fuse it a few hundred thousand times at most.

Hundreds of thousands?
The number of ghosts in the entire kingdom of the dead is conservatively estimated to be several million. If you want to increase the number further after fusing two of them, you have to continue to fuse repeatedly. It is normal to have tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of fusions.

Lind can't hold on, the King of Black Phosphorus may be able to hold on, but the old black dragon is not willing to do boring things. The old black dragon, who has time to fuse ghosts, prefers to promote his new equipment.

A jacket made of belly leather, leather boots made of dragon buttocks leather, in short, the King of Black Phosphorus is covered with treasures.

"I'm going to let the undead do this."

"Immortal?"

Leeks should take the initiative to risk energy.

"Open a small game."

As he gained more and more divine power, Lind was able to do more and more things. For example, online games and web game modes that only existed in his memory could now be reproduced freely.

Everything depends on his story to dominate theocracy.

As you control more and more divine power in the future, you will naturally be able to do more.

It’s easy to do all this.

First of all, the Undead King's absolute obedience is required, and he must be the one controlling the situation from behind.

Secondly, he needs the cooperation of Great Shield. This is very simple because he does not need Great Shield's consent.

Finally, Lind needs an artist to help him create the interface for the mini-game. He can't let the undead enter the kingdom of the dead and stop the living from entering.

When Lind's idea came up, it was only a blink of an eye away from completion.

At this moment, all the undead discovered that a new option seemed to have appeared beside the mighty Great Shield.

An exclamation mark.

"We want to take on the mission!" The undead who were watching the fun came up to the tall shield.

Great Shield:?
He knows nothing.

(End of this chapter)