Chapter 537: Removing the Firewood from under the Pot

Nie Yan examined the three pieces of equipment. They were all warrior gear, one of them being sub-legendary, and the other two dark golden level, level 70 equipment. The gear was inlaid with gems, enhancing defense, attack, and magic resistance. Each gem used in these three pieces was worth at least a thousand gold coins. Moreover, all the equipment had been upgraded to +9, with excellent attributes. Nie Yan estimated that each piece of such equipment would cost at least several ten thousand gold coins. That sub-legendary piece was worth more than 100,000 gold coins.

Was this the standard gear for every member of the Wolf Studio? If that were truly the case, then Century Financial Group must be rolling in money!

In the Bull Tribe, there wouldn’t be more than ten people who could use such expensive equipment. If a full set of gear were crafted to this standard, it would cost no less than 500,000 to 600,000 gold coins. Nie Yan planned to give these three pieces to Heibai and Wu Feng to see if they could use them.

Nie Yan turned around and saw that the ground was now a mess, with over a dozen corpses lying around. Yuwang Ran Zhi Qing Chun had collected all the equipment dropped by the fallen players. After finishing the cleanup, he walked toward Nie Yan.

Nie Yan stood still and asked, “Well, did you finish collecting everything?”

“Yeah, more than thirty pieces. We really hit the jackpot this time. I estimate that all this equipment can sell for at least 200,000 gold coins,” Yuwang Ran Zhi Qing Chun replied. With three pieces of equipment dropped each time, the punishment was indeed harsh. Looking at the gear dropped by those players, he felt a bit uneasy inside. If he had been killed just now, it would have been a disaster.

“Let’s go,” Nie Yan said. The loot from this fight was pretty good.

After Nie Yan and Yuwang Ran Zhi Qing Chun eliminated these people, they continued moving eastward. For the next ten minutes or so, the two of them didn’t encounter anyone else, indicating that this map was quite large.

Nie Yan saw a towering mountain range in the east, with a magnificent castle halfway up the mountainside. It served as a prominent geographical landmark.

Nie Yan set the meeting point there. More and more players from the Bull Tribe noticed the castle on the mountain and began gathering toward it.

As for the Mage Alliance, they had gathered in the western part of the map.

Nie Yan and Yuwang Ran Zhi Qing Chun climbed up the mountainside, which was about a thousand yards high, and looked back. Finally, they had a complete view of the entire map. It was a massive basin with various terrains in the center—hills, streams, rocks, and highlands—with mostly desert terrain. Apart from the castle they occupied, there were nine other castles scattered in different locations. These ten castles were the ten points mentioned by Karur. To win the battle, one needed to occupy these ten points and hold them for more than an hour.

When players were locked in a stalemate without a clear winner, the battle would revolve around these castles.

This was a standard guild battle map. Nie Yan had heard of it in his past life, but since he had been a casual player back then, he had never participated in large-scale guild battles. This was his first time encountering such a map.

The Bull Tribe would face off against the Mage Alliance here for supremacy!

Players from the Bull Tribe gathered at this castle, making the area lively.

The ancient castle, having gone through countless years, had walls covered with cracks and various plants climbing over them.

Nie Yan pushed open the heavy door and walked inside.

Cui Can Dao Guang and others followed behind.

“How many have we lost?” Nie Yan asked. The losses along the way should have been quite significant.

“Twenty-three have been killed,” Cui Can Dao Guang replied. He had just received the statistics from Qi Shi de Wan Ge.

“The Mage Alliance side is worse off than us. We’ve recorded thirty-seven kills on our side,” Shui Se Yan Tou, standing nearby, added. He had just killed two players himself.

Players from the Bull Tribe were resting around the castle, scattered in groups.

Nie Yan and others climbed up to the castle’s watchtower. The watchtower was over twenty yards high, magnificent and grand. The flat platform of the watchtower was scattered with broken weapons, evidence of an ancient battlefield. At the edge of the watchtower, there was an old and worn telescope, the functionality of which was unknown.

Nie Yan walked over, leaned in, and looked through the ancient, worn lens into the distance. Far away, the members of the Mage Alliance looked like ants moving across the map, gathering in increasing numbers. They had occupied three castles, and it was estimated that Kuang Fa was deploying his forces.

Through this telescope, Nie Yan could overlook the entire battlefield.

So, in his past life, the guild leaders had commanded their forces like this.

Nie Yan’s thoughts transcended time and space. Those guild leaders had dominated the history of Faith, but now, everything would be written by Nie Yan himself!

Trampling the Mage Alliance underfoot, how much of a threat could the remaining Holy Guardians pose? The entire Glinlan would become the Bull Tribe’s domain to roam freely!

“What’s the plan next?” Cui Can Dao Guang looked at Nie Yan and asked, noticing that Nie Yan seemed a bit distracted.

“Have them set traps within a radius of a thousand yards around this castle and draw up a defense map. We’ll hold our ground here! Shouldn’t Guo Huai already be in action?” Nie Yan said. Before entering the Death Realm, he had instructed Guo Huai to purchase a large amount of trap-setting props and some trigger-based attack items, such as totems.

If they defended this castle firmly, the Mage Alliance wouldn’t be able to enter without at least double the forces.

“The Bull Tribe has more than 20,000 members escorting sixteen Frost Iron Catapults toward Moonlight City,” Cui Can Dao Guang said. From this moment on, the Bull Tribe would launch a full-scale war against the Mage Alliance!

“Good. We’ll hold out for a few days. Kuang Fa should be more anxious than us!” Nie Yan smiled. With the Bull Tribe’s sixteen Frost Iron Catapults deployed, he was confident Kuang Fa wouldn’t be able to stay calm.

“I heard that the battle with Angel Empire is intense. If they don’t come to rescue, our Frost Iron Catapults will definitely reach the gates of the Mage Alliance’s city!” Cui Can Dao Guang said, his mood somewhat excited. Back then, the Bull Tribe could only passively defend, repeatedly being pushed to their doorstep. Now, it was finally their turn to strike back!

“Gather all the thieves. I have a mission for them,” Nie Yan said.

Cui Can Dao Guang and Shui Se Yan Tou sent messages to all the thief players below. A group of thieves entered the castle and assembled in the main hall, numbering around five or six hundred.

Nie Yan divided them into teams of five, forming a hundred teams. Among them, the strongest five teams were composed of the top-tier thieves, including Sun, Wang Zhe Tian Xia, Wu Dao, and others. Nie Yan assigned them a mission to freely move around the map, assassinating members of the Mage Alliance. They were not to miss any isolated targets. If they encountered tough opponents, they were to avoid confrontation and not engage in prolonged battles. The remaining thieves were to be responsible for setting traps around the castle using various trap-setting props.

Nie Yan had several of his players bring out various props purchased from outside—flame traps, toxic totems, shuttle arrows, and so on. These items would be used to set traps in jungles, rocks, and streams. If players triggered them, they might lose their lives. Therefore, the trap locations needed to be carefully studied to avoid friendly fire, which would be a significant loss. Nie Yan only told each thief team where to set traps but didn’t reveal the total number of trap locations to prevent information leaks. Nie Yan knew there were definitely spies from the Mage Alliance within the Bull Tribe, and similarly, he had planted several spies within the Mage Alliance. This was a battle of wits between the two sides.

In a castle on a gentle slope in the western part of the Death Realm, the leaders of the Mage Alliance had all gathered.

“Boss Kuang Fa, the Bull Tribe has occupied a castle in the east and has been inactive. They seem uninterested in starting a battle and have been setting up defenses around the castle,” Xiao Yao Feng Tian said. The spy embedded within the Bull Tribe had already reported the Bull Tribe’s movements, which surprised him. Logically, battles in the Death Realm usually concluded within a day. Given the Bull Tribe’s current posture, could they really be planning to drag things out for several days?

Kuang Fa was also puzzled about the Bull Tribe’s intentions when he suddenly heard one of his subordinates urgently report, “Boss Kuang Fa, headquarters has sent news. More than 20,000 members of the Bull Tribe, accompanied by over a dozen Iron Catapults, are heading toward our Moonlight City!”

Upon hearing this news, Kuang Fa’s expression changed. What a clever move—diverting the tiger from the mountain and striking at the cauldron’s base! The Bull Tribe’s target was Moonlight City!

It would take the Bull Tribe two or three days to reach Moonlight City, and by then, the entire Moonlight City would be thrown into chaos. A dozen Iron Catapults were no joke. If the Mage Alliance’s main city were breached, even if they won the battle in the Death Realm, they would still suffer a significant loss.

“Boss, what should we do now?” Xiao Yao Feng Tian looked at Kuang Fa. “According to headquarters, the Bull Tribe’s Iron Catapults are somewhat different from ours. They seem more advanced than ours.”

Kuang Fa furrowed his brows. Since he wasn’t at the guild headquarters, he couldn’t command the battle. Unlike Nie Yan, who was a hands-off leader rarely involved in guild management, the Bull Tribe had a dedicated team to handle guild affairs in his absence. However, the Mage Alliance was different. Kuang Fa didn’t trust those around him, as there had been many instances of guild takeovers in the past. Therefore, he had always tightly held the command authority within the guild. Without his presence, a major incident at headquarters could potentially cause chaos.

After a moment of silence, Kuang Fa solemnly said, “Call everyone. We’ll go and confront Kuang Zei Nie Yan!”

Under these circumstances, he had no choice but to launch a proactive attack and engage the Bull Tribe in a decisive battle! Since the confrontation was inevitable, let the storm come even more fiercely!