The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 870 - 599 Sea God

Chapter 870: Chapter 599 Sea God

The giant prey crashed to the ground.

The hardworking ’ants’ swarmed up, searching for all possible nutrients on the prey.

This was a group of crazy and perfect warriors, Soc Red Furnace thought once again.

Moreover, when the lord to whom he pledged allegiance said he would be given such a team, he was both surprised and honored.

Lind watched the undead harvest the Rock Earth Giant Lizard, a massive creature devoured in a short time.

Bones, flesh, organs, blood vessels, and anything useful were taken away. In face of the vast number of undead, resources were far from enough.

He had already completed his debut, and staying in one place for too long was not suitable for Lind’s development.

Quickly occupying this continent, gathering all resources and population to support the extensive consumption of development.

"We’re pressed for time."

In just a few days, Soc watched as they cleaned up the entire restricted area of the Rock Earth Giant Lizard, one beast after another being humiliated and muzzled.

Choosing to become a mount or become a meal.

"They want to ride everything; they can eat everything."

It was morning again.

After washing his face with clean water, Soc headed to Lord Lind’s tent.

After a brief report, he was allowed inside.

A huge sandbox was placed in the tent.

Soc instinctively glanced at the sandbox, then froze.

The terrain and some marks in the sandbox revealed that it was a miniature map of the Eastern Continent.

Golden [!] flagged markers represented Lind Armand’s military forces.

Nowadays, flags with peculiar markers were planted in positions of all forces on the sandbox, including each giant beast restricted area.

"You’re here?"

Lind looked at Soc.

"My lord, I received your summon."

"Don’t be nervous." In Lind’s hand appeared a Spirit Sword forged from a Magic Ring Shard, "It won’t hurt much, but you can undergo a complete transformation."

What power lurked in the bloodline of the Old Nobility could be revealed after becoming a Ring Knight.

Soc kneeled on one knee.

"I said don’t be nervous." Lind pointed to the bed beside him, "Lie down, lay on your stomach if you prefer, and no need to undress."

His little joke did not receive an immediate response, and Soc’s palm sweat with tension.

Because Lind had told him of a method to quickly transform him to reach the 4-ring level, even possibly 5-ring, 6-ring, or 7-ring strength if he could endure.

No risk of failure, and the cost of success would be borne by Lind; Soc only needed to offer his loyalty.

Lind also gave his assurance that as long as Soc’s body could sustain it, he would continuously enhance Soc’s strength.

Endlessly.

A fierce energy surge penetrated the spine. With Soc’s long-term experience dissecting corpses, he could clearly identify where the power was being inserted into which bone.

He felt his bones greedily accept the power, trying to merge with it.

Soon he could no longer feel it, as the scorching power enveloped his body, feeling like being in a fiery purgatory, Soc panicked.

But a hand pressed onto him, guiding the power to move gently within his body.

The heart regained vitality.

The power surged more intensely, yet remained gentle inside his body.

He did not know how long had passed, but when he heard "get up," he raised his hand and got up.

"I..."

He looked down at his body, his clothes torn due to his sudden size increase.

His palms were twice as large, and his palms were bright red.

His body was solid muscle.

When he got off the bed, he found himself taller than Lind.

"My lord?"

"Your body talent is excellent, perhaps due to the royal bloodline?"

Lind raised his right hand, showing five fingers.

"Five Spirit Swords, now your strength should be just short of reaching 6-ring."

Pure bloodline and body talent, if Soc continued to train himself, reaching 6-ring would not be difficult.

Such strong body talent was wasted on being a wizard.

"Thank you for your cultivation; I will be the sharpest sword in your hand!"

"Go select a set of armor for yourself, the battlefield needs you."

Soc picked a set of blood-red armor, fully blood-red, the heavy armor worn by undead laborers made him empathize, since even moving the undead required his fine control.

But now wearing the heavy metal armor, producing loud crashes when hitting the ground, he felt it light as a feather, his body extremely relaxed and unaffected.

When he appeared in the small square, the undead gathered around him.

He wanted to believe it was his charisma, but seeing the golden [!] rune floating above his head, Soc knew what the real key was.

"I need a team, wizards, knights, flying ones; to conduct a blitzkrieg."

Soc aimed to bring the first victory to Lind, responding to Lind’s expectations.

Clearing the way to Red Furnace Castle, conquering everything along the path.

Of course, they would start with goodwill, a peaceful resolution being the best outcome.

Iron Plains.

Close to the inland sea, it was once possible to live by fishing, the resource-rich sea meeting people’s needs, especially in Iron Plains, where the land was as stingy as iron blocks, and crops always grew sparsely.

Soc Red Furnace led a chaotic army away from the giant beast restricted area.

"This is not a good place."

Among the warriors, someone was intensely curious; he did not hesitate to impart his knowledge.