Chapter 229: Meeting of Giants

Nieyan and Shuiseshitou’s decapitation maneuver threw the BiLuo CangQiong guild into chaos.

Shuiseshitou’s earlier charge was perfectly timed and angled, sending Haotian straight into Nieyan’s clutches. Nieyan’s final finishing move, a clean and decisive throat slash, successfully eliminated Haotian. Their coordination was breathtaking; if posted online, it would surely become a classic.

“Nice teamwork,” Nieyan smiled slightly, activating his stealth.

Shuiseshitou also felt the exhilaration from their coordination and smiled knowingly, “Great teamwork indeed!”

The sacrifice of Lengfengjuejian and Mu’en ensured the success of this decapitation mission. A brief wave of sorrow flickered through Shuiseshitou’s mind, but it vanished instantly. On this battlefield, he had little time to waste. He swung his great sword and charged forward—this was now the counterattack time for KuYe Studio.

“Brothers of KuYe Studio, charge!” Shuiseshitou surged forward like an unparalleled weapon, leaving carnage in his wake.

Nieyan moved surprisingly fast, stealthily approaching the priests and swiftly eliminating several with his dagger.

At this moment, the elite players from NiuRen Tribe rushed in, pushing BiLuo CangQiong into a continuous retreat.

Shabuzhi de Huaicai cast a Rain of Fire directly in front of Shuiseshitou, causing massive damage and reducing his health significantly.

Heibai, Wufeng, and others charged forward, linking up with Shuiseshitou and Nieyan.

“Boss, we’re here,” Heibai said. Their names were heavily red, indicating they had killed many enemies along the way.

Nieyan nodded and asked, “What’s our casualty count?”

“Only eight members down, and we retrieved their equipment,” Wufeng replied. This loss was minimal. Before charging in, they had meticulously planned their strategy—melee classes provided cover while mages like Xiaochongyubing, Shabuzhi de Huaicai, Wudong Qiji, and Xihuan Jiangnan used AoE magic to clear the way, achieving excellent results.

However, the AoE magic caused the kill counts of Xiaochongyubing and others to skyrocket.

At this time, Haotian, BiLuo CangQiong’s guild leader, had already resurrected in the city. To be killed by Shuiseshitou was an enormous humiliation!

Enraged, he roared in the guild chat, “Spare no cost, kill Shuiseshitou!”

He deeply hated Shuiseshitou, and despite knowing that NiuRen Tribe was on its way, he remained determined at all costs.

Haotian’s orders were quickly executed, and BiLuo CangQiong’s players rapidly gathered.

Haotian was known for his ruthlessness and vengefulness, but he was also skilled in commanding his subordinates. Soon, BiLuo CangQiong’s players surrounded Shuiseshitou and his group.

With eight to nine thousand players, they could simply overwhelm Shuiseshitou and his team!

“Boss, there are at least eight or nine thousand BiLuo CangQiong players surrounding us!”

“Our priests and mages are almost out of mana; we’ve used all our magic potions.”

The team members reported to Nieyan one after another.

The team continued eliminating BiLuo CangQiong players, having already killed nearly seven or eight hundred, yet more kept coming! Facing an endless stream of enemies, even they felt helpless despite their strength.

Nieyan glanced at the surrounding terrain. To the south, the trees were denser, making it a suitable location to hold their position temporarily. If they could hold out a bit longer, NiuRen Tribe would definitely arrive for rescue.

“We retreat south!”

Nieyan’s group charged southward. Warriors held key positions while priests and paladins provided healing, taking turns resting. Meanwhile, the mages exchanged long-range fire with BiLuo CangQiong players, taking turns to sit down and recover mana.

Outside, BiLuo CangQiong players surged in like a tide, continuously attacking, but were repeatedly repelled by Nieyan and his team.

The battlefield was ablaze with flying spells and explosions. Occasionally, a member from KuYe Studio or NiuRen Tribe fell.

Outside, BiLuo CangQiong players gathered in large numbers, wave after wave.

“Sorry for dragging you all into this,” Shuiseshitou apologized. The NiuRen Tribe players were heavily red, unable to return to the city, trapped here. If NiuRen Tribe didn’t arrive soon, they would certainly be worn down and eliminated by BiLuo CangQiong.

“Boss Shuise, saying that makes you an outsider. Ask our NiuRen Tribe brothers if any of them blame you. Although KuYe Studio joined NiuRen Tribe not long ago, our friendship is solid. When a friend is in trouble, righteousness comes first—we NiuRen Tribe would never stand idly by,” Shabuzhi de Huaicai looked at Nieyan and said, “Nieyan Boss, I’m right, aren’t I?”

“Yeah, that’s right,” Nieyan nodded approvingly. Shabuzhi de Huaicai’s words were indeed reasonable.

Shuiseshitou looked around at the NiuRen Tribe players, feeling deeply moved. At this moment, words were unnecessary. KuYe Studio would never betray any true friends.

“Yaozi Boss has already led the NiuRen Tribe brothers into the Muese Forest; they’ll arrive soon!” Xiaochongyubing checked the guild chat and said.

Since they had already entered the Muese Forest, they were now close.

“Everyone, hold on a bit longer; reinforcements are coming!”

KuYe Studio had about 200 members left, while NiuRen Tribe had about 70 remaining. Such losses were indeed shocking.

“Boss Shuise, we’re all out of mana!” Lunhui Zhizhu anxiously reported.

BiLuo CangQiong’s magic users were too strong. To heal the front-line warriors, the priests’ mana was consumed quickly. Due to insufficient healing, a few warriors were killed.

BiLuo CangQiong’s attacks hadn’t ceased. If NiuRen Tribe arrived a few minutes later, they might face a total wipe.

Just then, the BiLuo CangQiong players on the outskirts suddenly became chaotic.

In the distance, a red cloud gathered, followed by a barrage of fireballs raining down. Only Tangyao could cast spells that fast.

“Brothers, charge!”

“Charge!”

The battle cries echoed from the outskirts as BiLuo CangQiong players were surrounded and heavily attacked by NiuRen Tribe. In terms of overall player quality, no guild could rival NiuRen Tribe. Once attacked by NiuRen Tribe, BiLuo CangQiong began a massive retreat, with their players slaughtered in droves. Surrounded from all directions, they had no chance to escape.

Inside the Muese Forest, the battle was intense. Outside, it was no less turbulent. A total of over 60,000 players from Triumph Empire and Holy Flame appeared at the edge of the Muese Forest, preparing to charge in. However, countless players emerged at the jungle’s edge, blocking their advance.

The Holy Roman Empire players had arrived in the Muese Forest first.

Leading this group was Banxian de Huli, his silver armor highly visible.

These Holy Roman Empire players were battle-ready. Groups of melee players blocked the gaps between the trees, while the backlines were filled with numerous magic users. They held the terrain advantage. Although Triumph Empire and Holy Flame had large numbers, breaking through was no easy task.

Standing proudly on a raised rock, Banxian de Huli surveyed the scene.

The Holy Roman Empire players looked at the dense, dark mass of Triumph Empire and Holy Flame players ahead, each feeling a bit uneasy.

“Today, both Holy Flame and Triumph Empire are here. If anyone is scared, they can go back now—we don’t want any cowards in the Holy Roman Empire. Brothers who stay here today, I’ll reward every kill of Holy Flame or Triumph Empire players with fifty contribution points. Anyone who kills more than ten will be allowed into the Holy Roman Empire Knight Corps! Today, we’ll show the brats of Triumph Empire and Holy Flame that our Holy Roman Empire, with only 20,000 men, can send them packing!” Banxian de Huli declared passionately. He had learned from Nieyan that when facing situations, being overly cautious and hesitant wouldn’t do—first, you must not lose the momentum.

His fiery speech ignited the Holy Roman Empire players’ fighting spirit.

“Fox Boss, you better keep your word. I’ve been wanting to join the Knight Corps,” a player shouted.

Banxian de Huli laughed and retorted, “When have I ever broken my word, kid? I remember you. If you can’t kill ten, I’ll drag you before the god of light to repent!”

“No way, Fox Boss. You’d better bury me in a hole than make me repent,” the player replied, shrinking his head.

Laughter erupted below, easing the heavy atmosphere slightly.

Banxian de Huli glanced ahead and saw two figures approaching. He was very familiar with them. One wore deep blue mage robes—Potian. The other, clad in purple armor, was Holy Flame’s leader, Yeboshen Gun.

Yeboshen Gun rarely appeared publicly, and few could track his movements, making him a mysterious figure with no available information.

“The leaders of Triumph Empire and Holy Flame have arrived. Let your leader go meet them,” Banxian de Huli jumped off the rock and strode toward Potian and Yeboshen Gun.

Glancing at Yeboshen Gun’s level, Banxian de Huli muttered a curse. Damn, this guy was level 30!

The meeting of the three giants was a first since the game Faith launched.

“I didn’t expect to see you here,” Potian said. He hadn’t anticipated that the Holy Roman Empire would suddenly appear and block their path.

“But I’ve been waiting for you here for a while,” Banxian de Huli countered.

Potian and Yeboshen Gun were old rivals of Banxian de Huli. They suddenly found today’s Banxian de Huli a bit different. Previously, Banxian de Huli had always been smiling and smooth in his dealings, even when upset, never revealing his sharp edge.

The sword was already drawn.