Flying down from the hill, Nie Yan approached the frontline of Zhandaosixue, whose warriors were spread across the entire mountainside, extending all the way down to the foot of the distant hills. Slowly approaching them from the rear, Nie Yan observed the scene.
In front, magic spells flew through the air and fierce battle raged, while behind, players sat leisurely on the ground discussing the ongoing battle, as they were not yet needed in the fight. Scattered in small groups, these players were not elite; at best, they were of above-average skill. They felt no concern about being attacked from behind, as Zhandaosixue had excellent intelligence. If any large forces approached, they would have ample time to respond.
Nie Yan observed briefly, then moved toward the most densely packed area behind the lines.
A group of around twenty-five Zhandaosixue players sat chatting casually.
“Do you think we’ll win, or will the Niuren Tribe come out on top?” asked a Holy Word Mage wearing a gray robe, clearly uncertain about Zhandaosixue’s chances.
“It’s hard to say. Although we’re fighting on foreign soil and are outnumbered, we do have trebuchets with a 500-yard range. If we defend well and push forward, can we really be afraid of the Niuren Tribe? Look at how the Niuren Tribe has stayed holed up in Krips Fortress, too scared to come out. If we keep bombarding it like this, Krips Fortress will eventually become a pile of rubble. I wonder how many rounds of ammunition Kuangdao has prepared to carry out such relentless bombardment. Our guild has been preparing for this battle for at least five or six days, and I estimate we have enough ammunition to last three or four days.” Said a level 45 Fury Swordsman wearing a full set of golden gear. Clearly the leader of this group, he seemed to know more than the others.
He sounded more optimistic, and his words lifted the spirits of the nearby players.
Defeating the Niuren Tribe wouldn’t be that easy, Nie Yan thought coldly as he stealthily passed by them. They continued chatting, completely unaware of his presence. With their perception levels, they couldn’t detect him unless he entered a one-yard radius.
Nie Yan quickly moved toward a cluster of Priests. Priests were key strategic assets in guild wars and usually gathered in large groups. Nie Yan estimated there were at least 500 Priests nearby, with similar clusters elsewhere.
The Priests were walking around and discussing the siege. Their leader had warned them that if they lost this battle against the Niuren Tribe, Zhandaosixue would have to disband and its members would be absorbed into the Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians, a bitter fate that motivated them to fight with everything they had.
Nie Yan slowly entered the group of Priests, maintaining a distance of two to three yards from each of them. He could clearly see their faces from this proximity, dangerously close to being detected. He activated Vanish to enhance his stealth.
Suddenly, Nie Yan froze. Three Priests were walking straight toward him, closing to within three yards. With nowhere to go, he quickly sent a message to Cui Lancanguang: “Now!”
On the distant hilltop, Cui Lancanguang was observing the battlefield below, filled with swarms of players like ants.
“I wonder how Nie Yan is doing. He should be in position by now,” Cui Lancanguang said, glancing at the other twenty-nine players who had gathered around a magical teleportation circle, eager and ready.
Soon, Zhandaosixue would learn the meaning of pain.
Shuise Yantou approached and asked, “Still no word from Nie Yan?”
At that moment, Cui Lancanguang received Nie Yan’s message. His expression changed as he commanded in the party chat, “Initiate teleportation!”
Excitement lit up the faces of all present as they stepped into the magical circle. Cui Lancanguang took out a scroll from his bag and began chanting. A dazzling beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping the thirty individuals. In an instant, they vanished.
Three Priests from Zhandaosixue were heading straight toward Nie Yan, closing to within a yard. Suddenly, one of them sensed something and shouted, “There’s a rogue!”
Before the words had finished, Nie Yan sprang into action. His sword, Zeennarde’s Blade, slashed across the Priest’s throat.
Throat Slashed!
-1637, a critical kill!
The Priests, suddenly under attack, fell into chaos.
“There’s a rogue!”
“Kill him!”
Nie Yan dashed through the group in stealth, leaving chaos in his wake. Some Priests began casting Holy Light spells, unleashing beams of light.
Within the blinding glow, a figure darted through the crowd. These Priests had low defenses, and Nie Yan was like a tiger among sheep, surrounded by targets.
He charged at a Priest who turned to flee, but Nie Yan’s flaming sword struck his back, slicing effortlessly through his cloth armor in an instant kill.
Holy Light spells rained down toward Nie Yan, seemingly about to hit.
Burst of Speed!
Nie Yan used the invincibility of Burst of Speed to evade the Holy Light, swiftly closing in on another Holy Word Priest. Zeennarde’s Blade slashed down, and another instant kill followed as the Priest stared in terror.
Nie Yan’s assault was ruthless and unmatched!
“It’s Kuangzei Nieyan!” someone finally recognized him, shouting in panic.
“It’s Kuangzei Nieyan from the Niuren Tribe!”
They never expected Nie Yan to appear here suddenly. This was Zhandaosixue’s rear area, surrounded by many players, yet no one detected his stealth approach.
But for Kuangzei Nieyan, nothing was impossible!
His terrifying assault chilled the Priests’ blood.
Some Priests panicked and fled while others began casting spells in retaliation.
Nie Yan, leveraging his unmatched speed, slashed through them, each strike an instant kill.
“Don’t run! Team up and kill him!” a Priest shouted.
Dozens of Priests began casting spells, using Holy Light and offensive magic. If they coordinated their attacks, even Nie Yan would be instantly overwhelmed.
As they began chanting, a massive beam of light descended from the sky, and suddenly thirty more figures appeared—Cui Lancanguang and his team!
Chaos erupted as the thirty quickly adapted to the situation. The warriors charged first.
Charge!
Impact!
The warriors charged in all directions like tanks, breaking through the enemy lines.
Caught completely off guard, the Priests had no time to escape. Once engaged in melee, their fate was sealed, especially under such sudden circumstances.
Suddenly, Shuise Yantou leaped high into the air, soaring five or six yards like a fierce eagle diving downward. His sword, Mecas Stormblade, slashed down, surrounded by violent whirlwinds and lightning. The blade’s arc extended five yards, and upon impact, dozens of Priests perished instantly.
Wufeng casually killed another Priest and glanced over, astonished. “Boss Shuise, what was that move?”
“Storm Slash. Pretty cool, right?” Shuise Yantou grinned proudly before charging again, knocking five or six Priests back.
At this moment, Heise Tiantang and Daibiao Dage Qizai activated advanced blessing spells. Beams of light descended, enveloping all Niuren Tribe members and significantly boosting their attributes.
Sun, Yichui Dingqing, and other Rogues rushed toward the Priests like meteors.
The Priests were nearly wiped out in an instant. The suddenness of Cui Lancanguang’s team’s arrival and their ruthless assault left Zhandaosixue players unable to react within the first minute. The group teleportation was a complete surprise.
The thirty-one Niuren Tribe members split into four groups, attacking in all directions like four knives piercing Zhandaosixue’s heart.
They rampaged through the battlefield, leaving corpses in their wake.
On the distant hilltop, Shexue Kuangdao received news from below and looked toward the Priests’ location, now in chaos. Zhandaosixue’s formation had been torn open, with over 300 Priests killed in under a minute.
“What happened?” Ang Yi Tian Shi asked Shexue Kuangdao, noticing the chaos on the distant plains.
“It’s the Niuren Tribe. Kuangzei Nieyan led dozens of them in a sudden teleportation using a group teleportation skill!” Shexue Kuangdao replied gravely. He had been wondering why the Niuren Tribe had remained quiet until now. Nieyan’s appearance signaled the start of their counterattack!
Ang Yi Tian Shi looked toward the chaos, observing Zhandaosixue’s losses. He wore a contemplative expression. Kuangzei Nieyan—what kind of person was he? He had seen some of Nieyan’s records, and the rogue’s reputation was legendary.
But what of it?
Ang Yi Tian Shi suddenly smiled. “Let’s go meet him.”
He slung his Parrent Flamebird Bow behind his back and dashed toward Nie Yan’s location at incredible speed, like a fleeting shadow. Hunters were known for their speed. Shexue Kuangdao and dozens of other players followed closely, sweeping across the plains.
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