The Dragon of Shadowed Wings seized a Ghostly Black Hawk, its claws tightening with a sudden force. A piercing scream erupted as the hawk was torn into pieces, its blood raining down in a crimson shower.
“Damn it, block it!”
“This one is even fiercer than before!”
“How could this happen!”
The players panicked. Seeing Nie Yan’s Dragon of Shadowed Wings charging toward them, they had no choice but to fight back.
Another Ghostly Black Hawk lunged at the Dragon of Shadowed Wings, its razor-sharp claws slashing downward. With a sharp clang, the hawk’s claws struck the dragon’s scales like hitting an iron block, barely leaving a scratch. The Dragon of Shadowed Wings remained unharmed, but the hawk’s claws nearly snapped.
The player riding the Ghostly Black Hawk was stunned. He never expected the dragon’s scales to be so tough. What kind of defense was this!
Before he could react, the Dragon of Shadowed Wings rammed its body sideways. With a loud thud, the hawk was sent flying.
The Ghostly Black Hawk was no match for the Dragon of Shadowed Wings in terms of size. Compared to the massive dragon, it was like a helpless child, utterly defenseless. This was the gap between a level six and a level eight mount.
After knocking the hawk aside, the Dragon of Shadowed Wings immediately turned toward another Darkwinged Bird. The player riding the Darkwinged Bird was horrified and quickly steered it to flee.
The Dragon of Shadowed Wings lunged onto the Darkwinged Bird’s back, biting down hard. The bird’s wings were severed in one bite, emitting a piercing shriek that echoed through the sky, sending chills down the spines of those who heard it.
The level six flying mounts were no match for the Dragon of Shadowed Wings!
As everyone looked at the dragon, they noticed it had changed completely. Its body had grown by more than half, its massive wingspan powerful and muscular. Its entire body was covered in nearly black scales, translucent like crystals, with waves of dark energy flowing across its form, as if it had been forged entirely from crystal.
The Dragon of Shadowed Wings was as fierce as a blood-soaked warrior, its body smeared with blood.
A powerful aura radiated from the dragon, causing the level six mounts to tremble in fear, unable to move.
Nie Yan stood atop the Dragon of Shadowed Wings like a god overlooking the mortal world, an awe-inspiring sight.
The sight of this left the players atop the level six mounts terrified and demoralized.
“We can’t beat it, retreat!”
“Run for your lives!”
“My mount won’t obey me!” shouted one panicked player.
“Same here!”
They were frantic and helpless. Their level six flying mounts were unresponsive, unable to fight back. Only a few mounts that were far enough from the Dragon of Shadowed Wings managed to escape without being affected by its aura, fleeing without looking back.
Nie Yan locked his gaze on a Venomous Silver Ringed Fly below. The Dragon of Shadowed Wings dove sharply toward it.
“Mad Rogue Nieran is here!”
“Quick, dodge!”
The warrior riding the Venomous Silver Ringed Fly looked up and saw the Dragon of Shadowed Wings descending like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over him and nearly crushing his spirit with its oppressive presence.
The Venomous Silver Ringed Fly let out a terrified screech.
Seeing the dragon diving toward him, the warrior somehow found the strength to yank the fly sideways, flapping its wings desperately to veer away.
Seeing the fly trying to escape, Nie Yan sneered. Escape? Not so fast. He adjusted the dragon’s course.
The Venomous Silver Ringed Fly was too slow. The Dragon of Shadowed Wings swooped down and clawed at its abdomen, tearing it open with a sickening squelch as dark green fluids sprayed out.
The fly shrieked in agony, flapping its wings in a desperate attempt to flee, but the Dragon of Shadowed Wings struck again, this time crushing its head with a single claw.
Without its head, the fly still flew a short distance before plummeting downward.
The Dragon of Shadowed Wings roared and unleashed a stream of dragonfire, engulfing a Nightmare Butterfly in its path.
The Nightmare Butterfly flapped wildly in the flames before spiraling down lifelessly.
One by one, the level six flying mounts were slaughtered by the Dragon of Shadowed Wings. Creatures that seemed invincible to ordinary players were utterly helpless against the dragon. After evolving to level eight, the Dragon of Shadowed Wings had undergone a massive power surge.
The players around had already lost all will to resist. The dragon’s ferocity left them trembling in fear. They wanted to escape, but their flying mounts refused to obey, leaving them helpless as the dragon mercilessly tore through their mounts one by one. They looked at Nie Yan atop the Dragon of Shadowed Wings. His gaze was cold and merciless, his actions ruthless.
The thick stench of blood lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate.
For a long time, none of them would dare oppose Mad Rogue Nieran again.
At the headquarters of the Tribe of Gods, Shen Wang was discussing strategies with his players regarding conflicts with Angel’s Fall when he suddenly received a message. His expression changed as he read it.
“Boss, what’s wrong? What happened?” one player asked.
“Boss?”
The players noticed Shen Wang’s expression and were concerned.
Shen Wang shook his head. “Nothing. Continue with the discussion.”
The players exchanged puzzled glances but decided not to press further.
Shen Wang had just received news that the thirty-odd level six flying mounts he had sent to intercept Mad Rogue Nieran were almost completely wiped out, with only a few managing to escape. He couldn’t reveal this to his team, as the mission was supposed to be secret and couldn’t be known by the Tribe of Legends. The loss of over thirty level six mounts was a heavy blow to the Tribe of Gods.
Death’s Blade. Shen Wang clenched his fist. Initially, he had no intention of provoking Mad Rogue Nieran again, but the temptation of Death’s Blade was too great. He never expected Nie Yan’s Dragon of Shadowed Wings to eliminate so many level six mounts. This was far beyond his expectations. A level eight flying mount was an incredibly powerful existence. There were probably only a handful of mounts in the entire server capable of matching the Dragon of Shadowed Wings.
Shen Wang ordered his subordinates to keep an eye on Mad Rogue Nieran but dared not launch another attack himself. He now pinned his hopes on the Half-Demon Angud.
Nie Yan rode atop the Dragon of Shadowed Wings, gazing into the distance. A few flying mounts had escaped too far to be pursued.
The Dragon of Shadowed Wings wavered in the air, showing signs of instability. It might have been exhausted or suffering from some other issue.
Nie Yan chanted a spell and recalled the dragon, then leaped downward.
As he neared the ground, Nie Yan activated his Feather Fall ability.
He landed lightly and surveyed the area. The carnage was enough to shock many onlookers. The battlefield was littered with the remains of flying mounts—broken wings, severed heads, very few intact. Most of the corpses still dripped blood, a testament to the Dragon of Shadowed Wings’ ferocity.
Nie Yan remained unaffected by the sight. He had seen far worse carnage before. Approaching a level six mount’s corpse, he stabbed it with his dagger, skillfully extracting a black crystal core that gleamed with dark energy. He pocketed it—another level six dark-element core.
Most flying mounts in the Underworld were dark-element creatures, so dark-element cores were abundant—exactly what Nie Yan needed!
After collecting one dark-element core, Nie Yan quickly searched for others to prevent others from claiming them.
About twenty minutes later, Nie Yan had collected a total of twenty-six cores, twenty-one of which were dark-element. They lined up neatly in his inventory.
A thought crossed Nie Yan’s mind. Since most flying mounts in the Underworld were dark-element, it was likely that some players were actively hunting them for dark-element cores to feed their high-level mounts. Even the Light faction often hunted lower-level mounts for cores, so it was even more likely that the Dark faction, with its high concentration of single-element mounts, would do the same. In the future, when riding the Dragon of Shadowed Wings in the Dark faction, he would need to be cautious of ambushes.
Looking at the crystal cores and then at the Dragon of Shadowed Wings in his pet space.
The dragon looked tired and listless. Nie Yan pulled out a dark-element core and tossed it into the pet space. The dragon bit into it with a crunch, swallowed it, closed its eyes, and lay down.
Soon, the energy from the dark-element core was absorbed by the dragon. Its scales shimmered with an even brighter glow than before.
The risk of the dragon being overwhelmed by the core’s energy had passed. The Dragon of Shadowed Wings had grown so strong that it could now store dozens of times more energy than before, eliminating any concerns about energy overload.
It was uncertain when the dragon would awaken. Nie Yan would have to wait until then before feeding it more dark-element cores.
A level eight Dragon of Shadowed Wings was an enormous gain for Nie Yan.
Reaching level nine was extremely difficult, but for now, the level eight Dragon of Shadowed Wings would dominate the skies for a long time.
The aerial battle had taken place in a remote area, so few players were aware of it. Nie Yan sent a video of the battle to Guo Huai and messaged him: “Help me find out who they are.”
After receiving the video, Guo Huai quickly began his investigation and soon replied: “We had some leads when we were investigating Half-Demon Angud. All the clues point to the Tribe of Gods.”
“Just as I suspected,” Nie Yan said with a faint smile. With Death’s Blade in his possession, the Tribe of Gods wouldn’t sit idly by.
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