The sudden appearance of Nie Yan threw the members of Angel Despotism into chaos. However, being the top guild in the Saturn Empire, they quickly recovered and reacted. They contacted Angel Wing, the leader of the guild headquarters, while simultaneously summoning their pets to surround Nie Yan.
Nie Yan’s attacks were too strong for them to approach directly. Therefore, they summoned various pets to block his way, as only those pets with high health could withstand Nie Yan’s attacks.
Although these summoned pets weren’t as powerful as the Golden Earth Dragon, they were still quite troublesome. There were Silver Wolves, Polar Bears, Succubi, and various other types.
Nie Yan activated Sacred Hire and summoned the Paladin Lefus.
“For the Holy Light!” Paladin Lefus cast several beneficial spells on himself and charged toward the summoned pets.
Nie Yan quickly retreated, murmuring a series of incantations. The golden body of the Golden Earth Dragon appeared before the members of Angel Despotism.
“It’s the Mad Thief Nie Yan’s Golden Earth Dragon!” Some players from Angel Despotism shouted in panic.
“Don’t panic! The Golden Earth Dragon of Mad Thief Nieyan has Counter Storm. Don’t charge directly. Bring out a couple of Polar Bears with high health to tank! Mages, use magic attacks!” Among the Angel Despotism players, a nearly forty-year-old, slightly overweight shaman named Qing’an calmly directed the battle.
Qing’an was one of the high-ranking members of Angel Despotism and was heavily involved in many of the guild’s development plans.
Two massive Polar Bears charged at the Golden Earth Dragon.
The Golden Earth Dragon roared, knocking the two Polar Bears back a few steps. It then released its dragon breath, blasting away more than ten mages behind the bears.
Spells rained down on the Golden Earth Dragon, causing damage values of eight or nine hundred, even over a thousand, to float above its head.
Nie Yan controlled Paladin Lefus to heal the Golden Earth Dragon, instantly restoring its health.
Qing’an looked in Nie Yan’s direction and locked his gaze on Paladin Lefus, who was surrounded by dozens of shield warriors and druids.
“Damn it, such high healing! Aim your spells at that paladin first! We need to take him down!” Qing’an yelled in the group chat. He suddenly realized that the combined healing output of their dozens of priests couldn’t even match Paladin Lefus! Where the hell did Mad Thief Nieyan find such an overpowered NPC subordinate!?
They had always assumed that Paladin Lefus was Nie Yan’s servant and didn’t know about Nie Yan’s Sacred Hire skill.
A barrage of magical attacks focused on Paladin Lefus.
While charging into battle, Paladin Lefus continuously healed himself, eliminating five warriors and seven druids. His combat capability was not inferior to some boss-level creatures.
Nie Yan didn’t stop attacking either. He charged toward one of the massive 130-level Polar Bears. With a thrust to the bear’s neck and a knee strike, a loud crack was heard as the bear’s neck broke, letting out a low, painful cry.
Top-tier melee players possessed such limb-based critical strike techniques that could inflict severe damage on enemy creatures.
The Polar Bear lay on the ground whimpering, unable to rise.
Nie Yan was definitely not easy to kill, but for Su Youyou, Sanjie Buliu, and others, things were getting complicated. Ziye was ambushed and killed by two rogues while fleeing. Another two orc warriors were surrounded and killed by several druids from Angel Despotism. Only Su Youyou, Sanjie Buliu, and a shaman remained.
“Can you guys escape?” Nie Yan asked in the party chat.
“Probably we can’t escape, but it’s fine. It’s worth dying today,” Sanjie Buliu laughed. Fighting side by side with the infamous thief Nie Yan was a great honor.
“If you die, you can resurrect by running to your corpse after half an hour. That way, you’ll lose less experience,” Nie Yan replied.
“Do you think you can take them down?” Sanjie Buliu asked hesitantly. If Nie Yan could eliminate these Angel Despotism players, resurrecting by running to their corpses would result in less experience loss. However, if Angel Despotism players were still nearby, they would likely be camped if they tried to resurrect.
“I think I can manage,” Nie Yan said calmly, exuding confidence.
“Brother Three, do you have a Rebirth Insignia?” Sanjie Buliu turned to the shaman.
“Yeah.” The shaman checked his bag.
“Good, use it,” Sanjie Buliu smiled slightly.
Hearing Sanjie Buliu and the shaman’s conversation, Nie Yan suddenly remembered the item. Shamans could use the Rebirth Insignia, a rare consumable with a low drop rate. It was expensive and thus rarely used by ordinary players. Using the Rebirth Insignia, shamans could set a resurrection timer, allowing automatic revival after a set period. Besides self-resurrection, shamans could also revive teammates, so a Rebirth Insignia could prevent several wipes.
“It’ll be much easier for you guys with the Rebirth Insignia. You can just resurrect after twenty or thirty minutes,” Nie Yan said. The Rebirth Insignia reminded him of something, but it slipped his mind.
Under the cover of Sanjie Buliu and Su Youyou, the shaman sprinted toward the distant jungle. After running over 300 yards, he was ambushed and killed by three rogues.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Magical explosions erupted on Sanjie Buliu and Su Youyou, sending them flying.
System: Your teammate Sanjie Buliu has died.
System: Your teammate Su Youyou has died.
Nie Yan showed no expression upon seeing these system messages. He locked his gaze on Qing’an in the distant crowd. He had some knowledge about several high-ranking members of Angel Despotism. Among all the Angel Despotism players here, this slightly overweight shaman was definitely the most significant.
Qing’an looked into the distance and noticed Nie Yan’s sharp gaze fixed on him. Their eyes met, and a chill ran through his spine.
“All warriors, charge! Block the mad bandit Nie Yan!” Qing’an swiftly retreated, positioning himself behind a group of mages and blending into the crowd. Nervously, he commanded the nearby players, “Cover me!”
When Qing’an searched for Nie Yan again, he realized Nie Yan had already disappeared, and a strong sense of unease surged in his heart.
Dozens of mage players formed a human wall, shielding Qing’an within. Qing’an understood it was unrealistic to expect these mages to hold off the Mad Bandit Nie Yan. They were merely disposable pawns to buy him time.
“Damn it, the paladin and the Golden Earth Dragon are too troublesome. Quickly locate Nie Yan’s position!” Qing’an scanned the backline shamans and asked, “Are you ready? Druids, search for Nie Yan’s position!”
The druids cast Perception Enhancement and began scanning for Nie Yan’s location.
“There he is!”
They spotted Nie Yan, but before they could react, he vanished into the distance.
“Boss Qing’an, the mad bandit Nie Yan is heading your way.”
Qing’an narrowed his eyes. “Nirvana Flame, you damned thief! If you dare come here, I’ll finish you off!” He raised his staff, swiftly retreating while several shamans around him planted totems.
Nie Yan rapidly approached Qing’an, with three elven mages blocking his path.
As Nie Yan drew closer, the three Angel Despotism elven mages panicked, raising their staves to attack Nie Yan.
Nie Yan suddenly accelerated, leaving behind afterimages. In an instant, he reached the three elves. Flashes of cold light streaked through the air, and before they could react, their throats spurted blood. They fell lifelessly, eyes wide in disbelief at Nie Yan’s incredible speed.
This was a speed that could make any mage despair.
After eliminating the three mages, a gap opened in front of Qing’an.
Qing’an quickly retreated, waving his staff. BOOM! A Wind and Thunder Totem exploded at Nie Yan’s position, unleashing crackling lightning.
Almost simultaneously with the explosion, Nie Yan activated Dash, instantly closing the distance to Qing’an. His sword, Ze’nnadar’s Blade, pierced Qing’an’s heart like a meteor.
Instant kill!
Qing’an didn’t even have time to cast a spell.
As Nie Yan killed Qing’an, he seemed to catch a faint smirk on Qing’an’s lips.
Almost the moment Nie Yan killed Qing’an, a shaman about five yards away cast Soul Bind on Nie Yan, preventing him from using a random teleport scroll.
“Die! You damned thief, Nie Yan!”
Thirty or forty shamans simultaneously detonated nearby hidden Wind and Thunder Totems. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Explosions roared, unleashing a violent storm of lightning that swept through Nie Yan’s position, engulfing him in blinding electric arcs.
Thirty or forty Wind and Thunder Totems detonating simultaneously was an awe-inspiring sight. Uncontrollable lightning swept across a thirty-yard radius, emitting blinding flashes that illuminated the surroundings like daylight. Several nearby Angel Despotism players, unable to escape quickly enough, were engulfed and instantly killed.
“Mad Bandit Nie Yan is dead!”
“He’s dead!”
The Angel Despotism players around him erupted in joy. They had witnessed Nie Yan caught in the lightning storm, struck by the bolts. Thirty or forty Wind and Thunder Totems! The most powerful offensive skill of the shamans, and in such a massive quantity! Under these circumstances, even if Nie Yan had immense health and high defense, he was undoubtedly dead. They had witnessed the fall of a legend!
No matter how strong a player was, they weren’t a god!
The news of the defeat of the notorious thief Nie Yan would become the biggest sensation on the entire server.
Their group had executed a perfect counterattack, and this moment would be remembered by players forever.
“Watch out for the corpse of the mad bandit Nie Yan! Don’t let him resurrect by reaching it!”
The lightning from the Wind and Thunder Totems continued to rage wildly, and they still hadn’t determined Nie Yan’s exact corpse location.
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