Chapter 832: Honor Kill

The underground passage has many branches, some leading to the Empire of the Dead, while others lead to the demonic tribes.

After walking only a few steps, a system message suddenly appeared.

System: You have discovered the Desolate Marsh.

The ground here was extremely damp, with mud pits everywhere and black aquatic plants growing in the water. Some mud pits had the decaying corpses of animals lying at their edges, emitting a foul stench.

According to the map, he should be within the territory of the Demonkin tribe.

Nie Yan walked forward along the dry and hard edges of the mud pits. Looking into the distance, he saw black snake-like creatures moving about in some of the nearby mud pits. These were the 120th-level Swamp Black Snakes. They posed no threat to him at all.

As Nie Yan continued on his way, several Swamp Black Snakes crawled closer. However, they stopped at a distance of about five or six yards from him, hissing and flicking their red tongues. After lingering for a moment, they slowly retreated. In their eyes, Nie Yan was an extremely dangerous being, not an easy prey.

Nie Yan ignored them and continued forward. After a short while, a faint red light flew up and began circling around him.

For a long time previously, Bennett’s spirit had not appeared. Nie Yan had thought it had disappeared, but unexpectedly, it had returned.

Guided by Bennett’s spirit, Nie Yan traversed the swamp for about twenty minutes.

The area was filled with dense dark magical energy, exuding a cold and corrosive aura that Nie Yan found very uncomfortable.

After crossing a clearing about five or six hundred yards in diameter, Nie Yan suddenly sensed something unusual in the air. He smirked coldly but continued walking forward without showing any reaction.

The area was filled with waist-high shrubs, all pitch black in color. It was unclear what sustained their growth. In the shadowy corners of the bushes, several figures flashed by.

Nie Yan took a few more steps forward when suddenly five rogues ambushed him from all sides, completing a full encirclement.

After following him for so long, they had finally decided to make their move!

These five rogues were agile, clearly top-tier players. Without exception, each had a pair of silver-white wings on their backs.

Five Silver Wing-class players!

After five or six months, with the full implementation of advanced class transformations, the number of top-tier classes in the Granlan Empire and the Sathen Empire had surpassed two hundred. The demonic tribe’s Silver Wings were undoubtedly even more numerous. Running into five Silver Wing rogues at once didn’t surprise Nie Yan in the slightest.

Nie Yan still did not move. Just as they were about to close in, he suddenly created several illusions with a Phantom Dance Step, dodging the attacks of three of the rogues.

A dagger shot toward Nie Yan’s chest. Nie Yan swung his right-hand weapon, the Bloodbath Dagger, and with a crisp clang, the two daggers collided.

Nie Yan spun around and, with his left-hand weapon, the Carnage Dagger, moved like a flash of lightning toward the rogue’s throat.

The rogue quickly raised his dagger to block, but Nie Yan’s dagger suddenly changed direction, dazzling the rogue’s eyes with a flash of white light. In the instant the rogue lost sight, the dagger pierced through his throat.

The rogue’s eyes widened in disbelief. He died without even seeing how Nie Yan had attacked him. His vision darkened, and he collapsed.

As this rogue fell, the other four quickly moved to block Nie Yan’s path and attacked.

“Damn, I’ve lost half my health—it’s the Carnage Banquet!”

“Kill him!”

Storm Assault!

Nie Yan suddenly accelerated and lunged toward one of the rogues.

“Damn, die!”

Just as they were about to reach Nie Yan, he activated Death Exemption, becoming immune to control skills. He endured the attacks of the four rogues and roared, using Shadow Phantom Strike combined with the Carnage Aura. With a series of “pops,” blood splattered from the four rogues’ bodies. Their health dropped to zero simultaneously, and they collapsed to the ground.

A series of system messages appeared.

System: Honor kill, Myriarch, gained 723 Honor points.

System: Honor kill, Myriarch, gained 921 Honor points.

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The amount of Honor points gained from an honor kill depends on the enemy’s strength, so the points varied.

Killing these five Silver Wings earned him a large amount of Honor points. Nie Yan’s current Honor rank had dropped back to Myriarch. During his time in the underground world, he wondered whether he could rise to the rank of General or High General. However, he realized that since he didn’t often participate in battles, even if he reached General or High General rank, it wouldn’t be of much use. Without participating in battles, his military rank would quickly drop again.

After collecting all the loot dropped by the five Silver Wings, he walked a few steps forward when he suddenly sensed something. Activating True Sight, he immediately locked onto the positions of seven rogues.

These rogues quickly stealthed and approached Nie Yan, launching an ambush.

Additionally, more than a dozen mages and warriors were approaching from all directions.

Another group of fools coming to die. Nie Yan smirked coldly. In his eyes, no matter how many of them came, they were just here to die.

He suddenly accelerated, dodging the encirclement of the seven rogues, and rushed toward one of the warriors. The warrior instinctively swung his greatsword to block, but Nie Yan suddenly executed a Shadow Dance Step and performed a reverse backstab.

With a “pop,” the warrior’s head floated a damage number of over 17,000.

This warrior was level 145, with high defense and thick health.

After taking one of Nie Yan’s attacks, the warrior was about to counterattack when Nie Yan struck again with a Spinebreaker.

Nie Yan’s Carnage Aura caused all twenty or so surrounding enemies to fall to the ground.

With corpses littering the ground, Nie Yan picked up the better pieces of equipment dropped and continued on his way.

The individuals arriving now were merely scouts dispatched by various factions. Their main forces had yet to make an appearance—the true confrontation still lay ahead. Moreover, the Blood Demon Knights had not yet taken action. Nie Yan remained somewhat wary of them after their previous encounter. A united group of Silver Wings indeed posed a formidable threat. Having been forced underground by the Bullman Tribe, they would undoubtedly devise strategies to counter both him and the Bullman Tribe.

Guided by Bennett’s spirit, Nie Yan ventured deep into the Desolate Mire Swamp. The monsters here were far more formidable, with levels ranging from 150 to 170 or even 180. He summoned the Golden Earth Dragon and set it loose to hunt and gain experience in the area.

Nie Yan had not had time to help the Golden Earth Dragon level up. Its level and power had somewhat fallen behind. In previous battles, it had died several times, and its loyalty had dropped to 67. He needed to spend some time with the Golden Earth Dragon to raise its loyalty back up.

The area was densely populated with monsters. Nie Yan summoned the Headless Knight, Doro, and mounted a crossbow, continuously firing at distant monsters to draw them closer, then letting the Golden Earth Dragon tank them.

The Golden Earth Dragon continuously breathed dragonfire, drawing in large groups of monsters, then used Counter Storm, mowing down waves of them.

With countless monster corpses littering the ground, occasionally some foolish players attempted to ambush Nie Yan, but they were quickly defeated, with only one or two managing to escape.

At this moment, the sixty members of the Blood Demon Knight Order were riding their flying mounts, swiftly soaring toward Nie Yan’s location.

“Blood Demon Leader, we just received news that the mad thief Nie Yan is currently at the center of the Desolate Mire Swamp. This guy is too fierce. He has already killed at least five or six hundred players sent by various guilds,” Shen Qiu De Leng Feng said, sitting on a black eagle. Mentioning Nie Yan, he felt a sense of fear.

“Mad Thief Nie Yan is truly audacious. Wielding both the Deathbringer Blade and the Paternoster Hammer, yet he still refuses to lay low. He’s just standing there, waiting for members from the various guilds to come,” sighed Hei An Yin Ying (Dark Shadow).

“He indeed has the capital to be arrogant. Even though everyone knows he is there, no one can do anything to him,” Blood Demon said. He felt admiration for Nie Yan, who was truly worthy of being the top player in the game. However, admiration aside, it did not change their current adversarial relationship.

Thinking of the top player in the game, Blood Demon’s thoughts wandered to another figure. Two months ago, he had clashed with someone but suffered a crushing defeat. That person was Shen Wang from the Tribe of Gods. Shen Wang had already advanced to the Golden Wing class.

In the Demon Descendants tribe, Golden Wing was an evolved form of Silver Wing, akin to Nie Yan’s Holy Shadow Dancer or Xiao Rong Bu Shi Wei Ni’s War Shadow Dancer. However, attaining Golden Wing was even more challenging than achieving Holy Shadow Dancer or War Shadow Dancer, with very few players succeeding. Currently, in the entire Demon Descendants tribe, only Shen Wang had completed the quest.

In the Empire of the Dead and the Demonkin tribe, there were three exceptionally powerful masters. One was the Divine King, another was the leader of Fallen Angels, Duoduo, and the third was a rogue who was elusive and renowned, yet no one knew his true strength. The Divine King and Duoduo’s power was confirmed to surpass that of the Blood Demon, while regarding the rogue, even the Blood Demon couldn’t say for certain.

Between the Divine King and Duoduo, who was the top-ranked in the Evil Order?

The mad thief Nie Yan is coming underground. Will the God-King take action?

Blood Demon dismissed these thoughts. If possible, he wanted to intercept Mad Thief Nie Yan before anyone else and seize the Deathbringer Blade. That way, he could complete the mission ahead of everyone and ascend as the Lord of Hell, surpassing the Divine King and Duo Duo.

Mad Thief Nie Yan was indeed formidable, but with the sixty members of the Blood Demon Knights, if they set up an ambush against him, there was still a chance of victory!

Nie Yan did not understand what the Deathbringer Blade meant to players in the Evil Order. The secret of the Deathbringer Blade was known only to a few in the Evil Order. Other players only knew that the Deathbringer Blade was a divine artifact. Carrying the Deathbringer Blade to find the Evil Regent, a lich, would grant a huge reward.

I must get the Deathbringer Blade! Blood Demon clenched his fist firmly, thinking. After being driven back underground by the Bullman Tribe, they had learned from their shame and worked hard for five or six months, constantly improving their strength, all for this day!