The lord is red again

"Old Black took out a big black and hard shield and bounced back all the attacks of the Undead King."

The undead danced in front of the great shield.

"Biubiu!"

"Bounce!"

Several people were in a playful mood, laughing and gesturing.

The great shield remained silent.

Until now, only a few undead insisted on going in to fight the boss. Most of the undead just watched the fun. Anyway, there was no need to fight since they couldn't get the boss.

The undead didn't care when facing NPCs stronger than themselves.

But when facing undead who were stronger than themselves, they would only shout "cow leather 666" and offer their own waves of flattery.

"Damn, these two brothers are too strong."

"Is there such an operation?"

"Something's wrong, it can't be a plot weird."

The undead watching the live broadcast expressed their confusion. The blood bar can't be faked, and the scale of destruction can't be faked. Then why can two level 30 undead fly kites and fight each other?

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

"Ah--!" The magic bull also saw this scene, and changed from the initial lack of confidence to strong confidence.

I can do it too.

"There must be enhancements in this map copy, watch me kill it with one sword!"

The wind blew.

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

Lind:?

Lao Hei:?

[Great Shield] A figure appeared at the resurrection point under the mountain where Rodvid was.

Magic Bull:?

"I was killed instantly?"

It turned out that he was not strengthened, it was really those two thighs that were too hard, hard enough to fight the BOSS.

"Damn, my experience, my equipment, my..." The magic bull immediately rushed to the location of the Great Shield, squeezed the undead around and rushed to it, "Lao Luo, let me in, do you still remember me?"

The Great Shield remained silent.

He could tell that Linde and Laohei were too powerful to be provoked by him. He just opened a door. It was not important. They could find a way to enter without him.

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

"The live broadcast is interrupted!"

There was a wail at the scene.

Others looked at Magic Bull and hated him for not fighting.

What a good time to increase fans. It would be great to be a little jerk with a camera on his head and slowly get traffic. Why rush out to die? Now everyone has no fun to watch.

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

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

"Ask them and ask them to start a live broadcast."

"Okay, I'll ask."

The Kingdom of the Dead, the City of the Dead, no matter what this place is called, this war is like an annoying child, jumping in the sand castle on the beach and destroying everything.

The green ghost ocean surged, they piled up in one place, their bodies rolled and entangled, tightly pressed against each other, and rushed towards Lind and Lao Hei from all directions.

Without the undead on the scene, Lind did not need to hide his strength.

His initial plan was to let the undead use the Kingdom of the Dead as a copy to improve their strength, and then stimulate the undead's subjective initiative, so that the undead would "first role-play to investigate the plot" and then "open up branch copies" as the game process.

Unfortunately, the undead with expanded strength turned their faces and directly attacked the gods in various places, turning the era of the awakening of the gods into the era of red-named BOSSes in the whole map.

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

Lind's copy development plan can only be temporarily shelved.

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

He wanted to capture the gods for his own use, not to kill them all the time. Even if Lind could wake the gods up again, when the number of gods with hatred increased, it would eventually get out of control.

The green wave rolled up to the sky, and the green snake formed by hundreds of thousands of ghosts opened its mouth in the air and pounced down at Lind's position.

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

He raised his sword to meet the attack.

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

Left foot stepped on the ground.

Lunge.

Lind stretched his left hand forward and pointed at the Undead King in the distance, and his right hand grabbed the soul blade and pulled it back, which seemed to be a bow and arrow posture, but also seemed to be accumulating strength to prepare for the next full-strength attack.

Flames erupted from Lind's back, and his raging wings of flame spread out like a blooming flower, 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 still shook his body, trying to raise 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 behind him that erupted with powerful propulsion rotated and adjusted the direction, from horizontal to top-down, helping Lind to step on him.

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

If there were any undead at the scene, they would definitely see the undead king who was very difficult to kill. At this moment, half of the health bar disappeared out of thin air.

The Immortal King opened his mouth and tried to struggle but couldn't move.

Linde, who was carrying the sky-high flames, kept his foot on his head, making it impossible for him to turn over. The soul edge kept weakening the power of his soul.

Met his nemesis!

"What's wrong?" Linde suddenly said.

The magic cow actually chatted with herself privately.

"Boss, do you want to start a live broadcast? Otherwise it would be a pity to miss the BOSS fight. Have you already defeated the BOSS in seconds?"

Start a live broadcast? He is just a tourist now, has no login account, and is not qualified to start a live broadcast.

"How is it possible? The Immortal King is too strong and I have no power to fight back." Linde said solemnly, "The two of us can give it a try at most, but I still feel like we can't beat him."

The Immortal King who was stepped on by Linde: "..."

It wanted to move, but the blue soul blade reminded it that it was best to accept the flattery from Linde honestly.

"You and Lao Hei both killed so handsomely, I thought we were certain to win."

"Later, the monsters in this dungeon are too strong. We will go out later."

The Immortal King: "..."

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

The wave of ghosts behind him was still rushing here, but it was blocked by Lao Hei, and a gap opened in the space.

As Lao Hei waved forward with one hand, the Black Phosphorus King's dragon claw appeared and hit the ground.

The green wave that seemed capable of destroying everything was easily shattered by the dragon's claws.

The Immortal King: "..."

You are so strong, why didn't you tell me earlier?

The undead are not brainless, the undead can also think.

"Make them all stop," Lind said.

The Immortal King roared, and the green ghosts paused for a while. It could be seen that they were not very intelligent and still followed the dead's instinctive pursuit of life. They tried to get close to Old Hei and tear something off from him, no matter it was Everything is fine.

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

Lao Hei walked to Linde: "How is my shield?"

Lao Hei himself was very satisfied with this battle. He showed off his shield fiercely. It rebounded 100% and even became more powerful. When talking about top equipment in the future, the King of Black Phosphorus will definitely be what comes to mind!

Linde doesn't quite understand the King of Black Phosphorus's thoughts. Is 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 will definitely complete the task obediently. In order to obtain the weapons and equipment of the Black Phosphorus King, wait until their strength increases again, and the Black Phosphorus King will become a must-kill enemy.

No one can get along with the equipment and materials. I keep saying that you are my favorite NPC. You will not show mercy when you attack me secretly. You may even quench poison on your sword.

It's just that Lao Hei can't see through this, and maybe it's not important to it. Now it's powerful enough to suppress the undead.

"Yeah, awesome." Linde nodded.

"Your armor is not as good-looking as mine!" Lao Hei smiled innocently.

Linde ignored Lao Hei and focused entirely on the Immortal King.

"Do you know the great Shield Rodweder?"

"Rodweide."

The Immortal King's expression was dazed for a moment. It was not easy to see the change in expression on the undead's face, but Linde knew very well that the other person was reminiscing about the past.

"How is he?"

"Became a god."

"Gods, that's terrible."

"Yes." Linde nodded.

Although he knew very well that what he said was bad was completely different from what the Immortal King said was bad.

It sucks to become a god, a red-named enemy target of the undead.

The bad thing the other party said may have something to do with losing oneself and becoming synonymous with a certain power. Gods can be replaced, and the image of the god will be determined by the inherent impression of the believer.

To be forgotten is death.

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

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

"It doesn't matter."

If he is crazy, just throw him to the undead, or let him form a pair of CP with the giant shield, call him a king and a knight. The undead always have a way, which is very interesting.

Ever since William and Beast Girl formed Beast CP, Linde knew that morals and ethics could no longer stop the undead from letting themselves go. There was no coding or restriction here.

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

The Immortal King's strength is good, but only good. Linde has a group of gods as his subordinates, and his guaranteed combat power is level 5. The Immortal King occupies the Kingdom of the Undead, and with the help of the Green Tide, his strength is only in the middle of the 5th level. .

It has strong survivability and can launch undead wars, but its top power is far inferior.

"A new ring rider."

There was a fragment of the magic ring in Lind's hand, which came from the Ghost Valley where Weeping Town is located northwest of Star Dragon City in the Rand Kingdom of Silu Continent. There were ghosts there who jumped into the well water and merged into new ghosts.

But what happened a few years ago made him feel like he was in another world.

Forging a new sword is not that easy, but it is not difficult for the Immortal King to master this method of fusing ghost power.

Under Linde's command, the Immortal 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, with less than 1 ring strength. They should have been responsible for guarding the Undead King when they were alive, and they were also the strongest members of this undead team after death.

The energy swept over, and the two ghosts merged and became a taller guard.

The strength was slightly improved.

Then another ghost approached, this time it was two ghosts dressed as maids, their jaws were torn, and their tongues seemed to have been pulled out before death, hanging down to the navel position, and their dresses were torn into tatters, but they were definitely not sexy, because under the clothes were ribs and rotten internal organs.

The two confused ghosts merged and turned into a ghost with a slightly better image.

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

"What's wrong?" Lao Hei asked.

He had never seen such an interesting thing, allowing ghosts to merge into a stronger existence. If it can continue, and the ghosts of the entire undead kingdom are merged together, will it create a 6-ring or even 7-ring undead?

"Too much consumption." Linde said.

It is true that the fragments of the magic ring have energy, but if you want to activate the effect, you must infuse energy yourself. With the energy that Lind has, he can only fuse hundreds of thousands of 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 it after fusing two by two, you have to continue to fuse repeatedly. It is normal to fuse tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of times.

Lind can't hold on, and 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.

Belly leather jacket, dragon hip leather boots, in short, the King of Black Phosphorus is full of treasures.

"I plan to let the undead do this."

"Undead?"

Leeks should take the initiative to risk energy.

"Open a small game."

As he gains more and more divine power, Lind can do more and more things, such as online games and web games that only exist in his memory, which can now be reproduced freely.

Everything depends on his story to dominate the divine power.

In the future, as more and more divine powers are controlled, what can be done will naturally increase.

It is also very simple to do all this.

First, the absolute obedience of the Undead King is required, and he must control it from behind.

Second, the cooperation of the Great Shield is required, which is very simple, because he does not need the Great Shield's consent.

Finally, Lind needs an artist to help him make the interface of the mini-game. He cannot let the undead enter the kingdom of the dead and stop the living.

Just when Lind's idea came up, it was actually just a blink of an eye away from the completion of the production.

All the undead found at this moment that the Great Shield seemed to have a new choice around him.

An exclamation mark.

"We want to take the task!" The undead who were watching the excitement came to the Great Shield.

Great Shield:?

He doesn't know anything.