Chapter 268: Divine Magic Power

In the Battle of the Molten Forest, Nie Yan achieved great fame in one fell swoop, becoming an indelible memory in the hearts of players.

In that battle, Nie Yan killed Hei Zhuo in front of everyone and then left arrogantly.

From then on, Nie Yan’s reputation as the “Rogue Bandit” began to spread.

So many years later, Nie Yan performed that iconic gesture again. What did it mean? Could it be that he wanted to kill the priest Ye Po Shen Gun?

More than ten guilds nearby were watching. They personally witnessed Nie Yan summoning the Golden Earth Serpent, sweeping through the entire Light Holy Flame guild with it, throwing them into chaos. They also witnessed Nie Yan making that gesture toward Ye Po Shen Gun.

This was a declaration of war, a provocation!

Was Nie Yan attempting to reenact the events of the Molten Forest once again?

The Light Holy Flame was not Zongheng Tianxia, and Ye Po Shen Gun was not Hei Zhuo!

When Nie Yan was still unknown, Ye Po Shen Gun had already gained great renown as an acknowledged expert, although he rarely fought personally.

Ye Po Shen Gun’s formidable strength was displayed before everyone while he was in the Magic Combustion state. Under his fierce and sharp attacks, Nie Yan had been desperately retreating, nearly killed several times.

Although the Light Holy Flame suffered heavy losses, Ye Po Shen Gun still had many people around him, including warriors and paladins. With so many people protecting him, Ye Po Shen Gun was indeed carefree and secure.

Could Nie Yan still turn the tables and achieve victory under such unfavorable circumstances?

It’s too easy to say that one wants to kill Ye Po Shen Gun.

No one believed it, and Ye Po Shen Gun’s face darkened as his cold eyes locked onto Nie Yan.

Finally, Nie Yan had stirred anger in Ye Po Shen Gun’s heart.

Ye Po Shen Gun’s body radiated flowing magical power, spreading a powerful magical aura. Slowly, his body lifted and hovered approximately half a meter above the ground. Everyone nearby felt an immense pressure.

Several nearby warriors and paladins instinctively stepped back, their hearts filled with fear. It was that magic! A skill whose state they couldn’t even identify.

“Rogue Bandit Nie Yan, you want to kill me? Come forth!” Ye Po Shen Gun’s deep voice thundered like rolling lightning. At this moment, Ye Po Shen Gun resembled a celestial deity, looking down upon the world.

Divine Magic!

Ye Po Shen Gun’s throat emitted a series of deep syllables. The magic within a hundred-meter radius violently surged.

Seeing Ye Po Shen Gun’s state, Nie Yan’s expression finally changed slightly. This guy actually learned Divine Magic! Magic Combustion and Divine Magic were rewards from a six-part chain quest, somewhat similar to the Blessing of Karls. Magic Combustion and Divine Magic were rewards for completing two of those parts, and the difficulty was extremely high. Reportedly, in Nie Yan’s previous life, it was extremely rare for anyone to complete even two parts.

Divine Magic could grant a mage infinite mana for a specific period and make three designated spells (non-advanced spells) instant-cast with greatly reduced cooldown times. Of course, using Divine Magic also had strong side effects.

Magical halos in the sky intensely rubbed against each other, emitting faint humming sounds.

Magical elements in the air flowed back into Ye Po Shen Gun’s body. His body resembled a vortex, rapidly absorbing surrounding magical energy.

Ye Po Shen Gun waved his staff. “Blizzard!”

Suddenly, the sky darkened, cold winds howled, and violent snowflakes fell like a storm from the heavens.

Damn, turning a wide-area spell like Blizzard into an instant-cast move—how ruthless.

Seeing the raging Blizzard approaching, Nie Yan jumped down from a tree, vanished into stealth, and activated Death Dance, fleeing outward at full speed.

The Blizzard engulfed the tree behind Nie Yan, instantly freezing it into an ice sculpture.

Nie Yan began considering whether he should use the Divine Arbiter, as only the Divine Arbiter could counter Ye Po Shen Gun’s violent magical attacks! If he had known this earlier, he would have spent some time unlocking skills from the Shadow Dancer class. He never had enough skills!

Ye Po Shen Gun’s magical assault did not stop. Endless spells continued to rain down. “Frost Touch!”

Unable to sense Nie Yan’s position, he could only judge the direction of the attack based on his strong intuition.

A pair of icy hands shot toward Nie Yan’s escape route. Nie Yan quickly dodged sideways, rolling away. With a loud bang, Frost Touch exploded, spreading frost rapidly. Like a giant lotus of ice and snow blooming on the ground, it covered an area of approximately five by five meters.

Fortunately, Frost Touch was slightly off-target. Ye Po Shen Gun had clearly underestimated Nie Yan’s speed. Just a tiny bit closer, and Nie Yan would have been hit.

As Ye Po Shen Gun and Nie Yan fought, the moment Nie Yan entered stealth, the Golden Earth Serpent’s aggro shifted again.

Ye Po Shen Gun accelerated his attack frequency, launching a continuous series of ice magic spells, leaving people dazzled.

While fighting the Golden Earth Serpent and watching the battle, the guild leaders from the surrounding factions wore stunned expressions. They never imagined that the usually low-key Ye Po Shen Gun could be so fierce when he erupted.

Under such violent attacks, probably only Nie Yan could still be alive at this point.

“Frost Wolf!”

Ye Po Shen Gun uttered several heavy syllables. The surrounding ice elements rapidly converged, transforming into the shape of a giant ice wolf. Made entirely of ice crystals, the wolf stood two meters tall, its translucent body emitting a deep growl and revealing sharp fangs.

The giant ice wolf lunged toward Nie Yan, bringing with it a frigid chill.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! White orbs of light soared into the sky, and silver-white radiance announced Nie Yan’s name. The white light poured onto the giant ice wolf, refracting into colorful beams, creating a dazzling display of light.

The Golden Earth Serpent’s aggro was no longer on Nie Yan. It was now attacking Zongheng Tianxia and Heian Shalü nearby.

The area cleared by the Golden Earth Serpent nearby became Nie Yan’s battlefield.

Seeing the giant ice wolf charging toward him, Nie Yan quickly retreated. The ice wolf had a total of 600 hit points and was protected by ice armor, making it highly resistant to physical attacks. Nie Yan dared not underestimate it.

Ye Po Shen Gun was so low-key yet possessed so many formidable magical skills, even surpassing several mages in Nie Yan’s guild. In his previous life, no one had ever seen him use them, revealing his deep and calculating nature. If not for Nie Yan’s provocation, it would have been difficult to force him to reveal his true strength.

“Today, this place shall be the burial ground of the Rogue Bandit Nie Yan!” Ye Po Shen Gun’s icy voice sounded as if it came from hell itself.

If the Rogue Bandit Nie Yan were to die here, would he still be the Rogue Bandit Nie Yan?

A myth would collapse, leaving only ruins behind.

The ice wolf leaped, pouncing toward Nie Yan, a frigid chill rushing toward him.

The ice wolf’s claws shimmered with chilling light. Its sharp fangs aimed directly at Nie Yan’s throat, moving as fast as lightning. In the next moment, Nie Yan would be drenched in blood.