I Am A Legendary BOSS 133 Bleed

The next morning arrived.

Curry walked out of his room. His face was full of fatigue, and he leaned against the door, panting heavily. It was as if he had experienced an extremely unforgettable night…

Soon, a second figure appeared. William pressed his hand against the wall and slowly walked to the door.

But the most shocking thing was,

There was another person in the house. Marquis Chris also walked out of the house with bloodshot eyes…

Marquis Chris' subordinates were worried that there was something wrong with this overnight discussion. What if Marquis Chris encountered danger? But when they saw this scene, they silently muttered, "Damn?"

Their leader glanced at William, whose legs were the weakest. Then, he looked at Count Curry, whose mouth was wide open and was drooling non-stop. He could only gulp and support the Marquis. He did not dare to utter a word…

William watched Marquis Chris leave. He turned and said, "Curry, work well with Marquis Chris in the future. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes. Master, I will definitely remember your words." Curry could not help but shiver. He had been shocked yesterday. He had personally witnessed William use frightening magic to draw out Chris' soul again and again, before putting it back in.

His soul went in and out of his body… The endless pain caused Chris to lose control of his bladder. This kind of torture was unimaginable.

But what horrified him even more was that even though his master had already gained control of Chris, he continued to torture his soul. Chris howled the entire night. It was to the point that he even lost his voice…

His subordinates had not heard anything as they had used the sound insulating magic scroll.

"Simply said, demons, devils, perverts, and half-elves are evil. No wonder pure elves do not accept half-elves." Curry watched William leave with He was full of fear, and he did not dare to oppose William.

It was amusing.

Marquis Chris had come to the palace to give the second prince confidence…

But after he bumped into William, the Saint Soul Mage, he betrayed the prince. What was Marquis Chris going to do?

Of course, he was going to find the second prince and discuss some 'secrets'…

After William left the palace, he found a large tree and took a nap until he became full of energy. Then, he headed to his next destination, the border of the Black Lava Nation.

"Having attribute statistics is the best. As long as I still have my arms and legs, I am able to recover from any injuries very quickly. It was just that controlling his soul for the entire night was too tiring." William rubbed his aching head.

When he discovered the controlling method of 'psychological trauma', he had not expected it. He could only completely control his enemy's soul after using the method once a day for a long period of time.

In short, the continuous soul control had caused Marquis Chris' spirit to crumple. The Soul Mark was successfully formed.

"But there seems to be a problem with this method. If the spirit being controlled is too strong and their willpower is unyielding, it is possible that the Soul Mark will not be imprinted. It will not work even if they are tortured to death or until they turn dumb."

"Luckily, Marquis Chris' willpower is not that strong." William rubbed his chin.

One frog had been cooked in cold water, while one was still hard. The frog that was cooked in cold water would be easy, but it was inconvenient as it took up a lot of time.

But what William now lacked was time.

He walked on the streets of the Black Lava Nation. There were not many players in his surroundings, and he only saw a few civilians ploughing the fields.

No accidents occurred on the streets.

When he reached the border of the Black Lava Nation, he realized that many players and patrol troops were gathered there.

He picked his eyebrows and walked over in large strides.

"This is the 13th. The level 45 patrol leader was killed in seconds. The killer from the Iron Nation is too cruel."

"It is not that simple. I think that the Iron Nation is going to attack." A player vowed solemnly.

"Oh, the lord of the City of Dawn is here." Someone suddenly pointed at William.

The players all turned to look at him.

The players had understood that the City of Dawn occupied a neutral territory. Thus, it was unable to send out troops against the human nations.

William was not an honest person. He used the name of the mercenary troops to participate in the war.

What benefits would he stand to gain?

Other players did not dare to even imagine, but the players in the Black Lava Nation had discovered the backbone of his plans. The King of the Black Lava Nation was not interested in them. They could join the Dawn Mercenary Team and participate in the war.

Although the players could group up together, the guilds and clubs were not united. Deciding who would lead the war would be a problem…

Now, William, a legendary Boss, had suddenly appeared. It could be said that his timing was perfect.

Meanwhile,

A tall and muscular man walked out of the city with a cold expression on his face. He glanced at the players, whom he felt were a burden. He waved. "All of you, go away!"

"Aiyaya, how fierce. The legendary Boss has not said anything. You, an epic…"

"That's right, I will stand here. Attack me!" A player was very stubborn.

Bang!

A punch was thrown.

The player was sent flying dozens of meters away. The moment he landed on the ground, he turned into a ray of white light and disappeared.

The Iron Doll was dead.

The player beside the Iron Doll took a step back and flashed a thumbs-up. "I give in. If you have something to say, let's talk about it. Don't attack first."

The players did not leave to do missions. Instead, they gathered behind William.

On the Gods' forum, the players discovered a problem. The lord of the City of Dawn had never attacked any players. His attitude towards the players, in particular, had been very good.

"Dawn Team Leader, welcome. I have waited for you for a long time." The tall man spoke in a low tone. His gaze was fierce.

He was none other than the legion commander of the city, a count in the aristocracy system. But William preferred to call him by his nickname, Violent Dragon.

Although William was very familiar with this person, he still used his insight.

Violent Dragon

Level: 65

Bloodline Potential: Epic

Endowment: Iron Muscles. Defense increased by 20%. Any material attacks will be weakened by 130 points.

Endowment: …

"He is only level 65, but he has 25 thousand health. As expected of the most reckless person in the beginner's village." William nodded in approval.

The Black Lava Nation only had three legendaries.

The Iron Nation had a total of four.

But Violent Dragon was much more useful in the battlefield than other legendary Bosses.

It was not even a competition.

His iron muscles were too powerful. It was bad enough that his Defense was boosted by 20%, but damage taken by him was also reduced by 130 points.

130 points did not seem like much, but one had to keep in mind that this was a beginner's village. Most of the enemies were beginner or middle level professionals. Ordinary professionals did not have any advantage over Violent Dragon.

Furthermore, the damage inflicted on him would be reduced by 130 points. Even if they repeatedly attacked him, they would not be able to break through his shield.

He looked at the corpse on the ground. He could only say that the execution team from the Iron nation was very arrogant. They dared to unscrupulously kill at the gate. They did not leave the Black Lava Nation with any face.

"Legion commander Violent Dragon, I am happy to see you." William smiled and stretched out his hand.

Violent Dragon picked his eyebrows and stretched out his iron-hard hand. He firmly gripped William's small and slender hand.

Crack!

The sound was jarring. It was clear and piercing.

The players gasped in shock.

What they had been worried about had happened.

But…

Violent Dragon started to bleed…

Chapter end

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