The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 112 - 112 103 The Crow Ulted

112: Chapter 103: The Crow Ulted 112: Chapter 103: The Crow Ulted Aluna gazed at Lind, watching as he manipulated two forms of power within his palm.

Mico had already approached Lind, and she couldn’t resist reaching out to poke his chainmail armor, causing a slight dizziness to assault her head.

“What’s going on here?” Mico quickly backed away from Lind, shaking her rabbit head.

“Lost Soul Knight,” Lind gently tapped on his chainmail, which clattered, “Lost Soul is the most crucial power.”

Targets bound by the chains are gradually controlled and subsequently submit, while passive contact with the chains also affects them, plunging their spirits into a “Lost Soul” state, albeit subtly, better than nothing.

Mico pouted, somewhat reluctantly praising, “Not bad.”

“Hahaha,” Lind packed away the chainmail, maintaining the armor was also quite draining on his energy, estimating with a Senior Grand Knight’s energy, he could wear it for a maximum of three days and nights.

The increase in physical strength was the greatest; if he did not wear the chainmail, he could probably fight for seven days and nights.

Turning to look at the walls of Star Dragon Ridge, he couldn’t help but lament, “The walls are still too short.”

The Sun Halo on his chest and the Moon Halo were like two completely independent energy bars, which he could use with ease, the only restriction being that they couldn’t be mixed, although using them at the same time was fine.

The increase in strength put Lind in a great mood.

“Too bad there’s no Earth Dragon,” Lind felt very regretful, as taming an Earth Dragon would undoubtedly make Star Dragon Ridge much stronger and more formidable.

Speaking of taming, how could a Lost Soul Knight not tame a mount?

Who should be the first to be tamed?

Lian, how about that?

…

On the path of Dragon Tooth Mountain, Lind climbed up to the crater.

The path, difficult for the undead to traverse, was like flat ground under his feet.

Having been delayed by the impenetrable Volcano Playground for too long, Lind was very curious about the existence of the Supply Flame Knights inside it.

Moreover, Miss Miko had urged him several times to make the trip personally, making it hard for him to ignore the Supply Flame Knights who thrive and strengthen through flames.

The steaming, ready-to-erupt active volcano was indeed like a sprawling red dragon, always ready to spew dragon flames.

Standing on the edge of the crater, Lind witnessed the force of nature; even a Senior Grand Knight was merely a slightly larger ant in comparison—if this was truly once a dragon, how powerful had it been, level 100?

He heard the whistling of the wind, the stormy sound billowing up from the bottom of the volcano, the bursts of hot air causing a thunderous rumble each time.

Carrying the Broken Sword, Lind refused his subordinates’ company, as a Great Knight without means to counter airstrikes was just a tougher punching bag.

The magma wouldn’t treat a Great Knight any differently either.

Descending along a narrow path from the crater, the temperature visibly increased, but Lind didn’t feel uncomfortable; the Sun Halo didn’t make him immune to flames, but it did increase his tolerance considerably more than an ordinary person.

Beneath him was a stunning sight, he loomed over a vast hollow inside the volcano, like hanging between the teeth of a beast big enough to swallow the world, the surging heat waves merely the breathing of this giant creature.

He descended rapidly, his vision quickly capturing a huge platform clinging to the bottom of the volcano.

The undead had to climb from the bottom of the mountain to the crater and then from the crater down to the bottom, a round trip wastefully taking more than a day, and that was without counting the assaults by Volcano Monster Birds, no wonder they chose to focus on farming points first.

The sound of the wind and the flapping of wings reached him, Lind turned his head to see a large bird comparable in size to a human, bald and very ugly, and capable of emitting a woman’s wailing cry from its mouth.

Its thick three-pronged claws were sharp as spears.

It saw Lind, and Lind saw it.

The “Lost Soul Chains” soared high, successfully grabbing the Volcano Monster Bird by the neck.

The Volcano Monster Bird, not expecting Lind to have a ranged method, flapped its wings trying to break free, but the force from the chains held it in place.

Suddenly, wave after wave of psychic attacks bombarded the bird’s head, striking directly at its soul.

The chains wrapped tighter, and the Volcano Monster Bird slowly lost its will, with the “submission” transmitted through the chains being very strong, its confused and furious brain blurred into compliance.

Taming successful.

Lind tugged at the chain, somewhat surprised.

Probably because the strength of the Volcano Monster Bird was not strong, just a low-level Calamity creature.

“Flap, flap,” the sound of beating wings came again.

This time, it was a dozen Volcano Monster Birds.

Lind shook the iron chain in his hand, releasing the Lost Soul Chains that had tied up the Volcano Monster Bird, leaving behind a segment, the rest of the chains being flung out in circles as he turned his wrist, looping around the approaching Volcano Monster Birds, straining them into a straight line like kite strings.

Together they flapped their featherless meaty wings to struggle upward, the slapping sound resembling the smack of a spanking.

But with the huge gap in strength between the two classes, even if their power increased tenfold, they could not escape Lind’s chains.

The taming was still very swift.

A dozen Volcano Monster Birds, their claws and necks entwined with Lost Soul Chains, circled above Lind’s head.

“Lost Soul Chains, indeed handy!”

Lind flung out the chains again, this time only binding the claws of three Volcano Monster Birds.

He leaped high, calling, “Let’s go!”

Amidst the mournful, eerie wailing of the Volcano Monster Birds, Lind easily bypassed any troubles on the way down, slowly flying towards the platform of the Volcano Playground.

Standing on the platform, he could feel that instant terror of being burnt to a crisp.

The platform was about three times the size of Star Dragon Ridge’s outpost, divided into several smaller areas by blocks of volcanic rock.

Lind’s arrival immediately attracted the attention of a large number of Volcano Monster Birds, and he equally noticed their…

eggs.

“Hiss, so many?” Eggs the size of a human head were nested together, easily counting up to a hundred.

Beyond that, the nests also contained various animal bones.

There were not many human bones, probably because no human would venture near the path of Dragon Tooth Mountain.

Regrettably, Undead were not on the new menu of the Volcano Monster Birds, nor was Lind.

Lind’s arrival excited the remaining dozens of Volcano Monster Birds, but what awaited them was not a feast but an accursed Lost Soul Chain that robbed them of their freedom.

Lind, having gained the power of the “Lost Soul Knight,” was also curious to see where his own limit lay.

Clearly, dozens of Volcano Monster Birds couldn’t exhaust him; he could control even more, and from Lady Serene’s condition, his limit was definitely no less than that of an Earth Dragon…

…

At the foot of the volcano, in front of a temporary shop affectionately called “Voldemort’s Little Shop” by the Undead, Loves White Silk, having just completed a trade of mutated food, was calculating how much longer she needed to amass the Points required for the Wizard’s curse.

“Wah wah~”

“Wuwu”

Mournful female crying came from overhead.

She looked up to see dozens of Volcano Monster Birds rapidly heading towards the foot of the mountain.

“What the heck is going on?!”

Just as she readied herself for battle, she noticed that these Volcano Monster Birds seemed to be tied with chains, and the figure pulling the chains looked familiar.

Lord Lind.

Thump.

Lind landed.

Dust flew, and the ground shook.

Dozens of Volcano Monster Birds, tethered by chains, circled overhead, neither attacking nor leaving, flying in a smooth formation.

They were just following that one figure.

“Gulp,” she swallowed saliva.

“Damn, Crow’s massive move?

Kind of cool.”