Chapter 721: The Royal Gryphon Legion! Attack!

The dazzling blade light was repelled by a tremendous force as he flipped and landed on the ground.

“Cursed, weak humans! You dare challenge the followers of Death? Die!” The lich Bodeman roared furiously as the bone dragon took a step forward and stomped down heavily.

As the bone dragon was about to act, streams of magical blasts struck its body. The explosive power contained in the spells caused the bone dragon to stagger backward a few steps.

Bodeman steadied the bone dragon, his gaze locking onto several figures in the distance.

Atop arrow towers, atop city walls, and on distant rooftops, several magi stood proudly, waving their staves. Swirling halos of magic circled around them, their robes flapping in the wind.

A team composed of fourteen top-tier classes scattered around the bone dragon.

Bodeman’s expression turned grim as he urged the bone dragon forward. The dragon’s massive tail swept outward, demolishing several buildings. The walls of Krips Fortress were shattered, leaving a gaping breach.

Cui Can Dao Guang (Cui Can Daoguang) and others quickly leaped aside to evade the attack.

The great battle had begun.

Inside Krips Fortress, catapults continuously bombarded the bone dragon, but their iron projectiles dealt minimal damage. The creature seemed forged from steel. After chanting a spell, Bodeman summoned raging flames from the sky, smashing and destroying over a dozen armored catapults.

Cui Can Dao Guang and others could only stall the bone dragon but were unable to stop it from wreaking havoc within Krips Fortress.

Qin Han stood atop a distant peak, gazing toward Krips Fortress. The fortress walls had been blasted into pieces, and the warriors of the Bull Tribe could only desperately defend from behind the buildings inside. Before long, Krips Fortress would be swallowed by the skeleton army.

Qin Han sneered coldly. No matter how powerful these top-tier classes were, they were still no match for a formidable NPC like the lich Bodeman.

He admitted that the Bull Tribe was indeed strong, but ultimately destined for destruction.

If the skeleton army conquered the Bull Tribe, then the Greenlan Empire would fall into the hands of the Mone Consortium. Thinking of Xie Yao, who was now by Nie Yan’s side, and the lost opportunity to join the Heaven Kings organization, a surge of satisfaction welled up in his heart. If Crazy Thief Nie Yan eventually became a thing of the past, would Xie Yao still be willing to stay beside a loser?

The fervor and hatred in Qin Han’s eyes made others, including Shen Jian Wu Shuang, feel frightened.

In the Council of Elders in Karol City.

Nie Yan submitted an application to relocate the guild headquarters and glanced at the time. He had three hours left before logging off. If he could hold out for three hours, the Bull Tribe’s guild headquarters would successfully relocate to Okolen City.

He finally activated a privilege of the Great Prophet: mobilizing Karol City’s army.

Compared to the city guards of other cities, Karol City’s city guard was the largest and strongest. With over 3,000 soldiers, including more than a hundred top-tier classes and the rest being elites of level 180 or higher, even some lord-class warriors. They wore standardized elite armor, far superior to the ragtag army Nie Yan had recruited in Okolen City. Each soldier was equipped with a Royal Griffin mount, at least grade six, with some even reaching grades eight or nine.

After submitting the application to the Council of Elders, Nie Yan hurried to the military camp in the northern part of Karol City and entered the camp.

At that moment, over 3,000 fully armed NPCs had already gathered inside the camp, lined up in neat formations.

Nie Yan walked forward. The mage corps, paladin corps, and warrior corps were clearly visible.

Several tall NPCs approached Nie Yan.

“Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, I am Santler, commander of Karol City’s city guard,” a tall paladin bowed.

“Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, I am Wayne, commander of the Royal Mage Corps.”

The NPCs introduced themselves one by one, showing great respect to Nie Yan.

“Brave warriors! The vile undead have entered Karol City. Our comrades inside Krips Fortress are fighting fiercely against the skeleton army. The evil lich Bodeman has appeared. We must strike first; otherwise, these bone creatures will threaten our Karol City. Follow me, and fight for the glory of the Greenlan Empire!” Nie Yan declared, knowing exactly how to ignite their fighting spirit.

“Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, we are ready to follow your command. For the glory of the Greenlan Empire!”

“For the glory of the Greenlan Empire!”

The NPCs roared deafeningly.

“Come on, brave warriors! Defend the dignity of the Empire with your blood!” Nie Yan summoned his Darkwing Dragon and soared into the sky.

With a loud flapping sound, over 3,000 NPCs summoned their Royal Griffins. Over 3,000 strong, golden-feathered Royal Griffins stood neatly on the square, presenting a magnificent sight.

Quickly, one squadron after another of Royal Griffins took flight, maintaining neat formations even in the air.

This was what a real regular army looked like!

Watching this well-trained force, Nie Yan couldn’t help but feel a surge of confidence.

Over 3,000 Royal Griffins flew swiftly across the sky.

However, the players in Karol City didn’t pay much attention, as they often saw groups of Royal Griffins flying by. They assumed these were just routine training flights, although some players happened to notice Nie Yan’s Darkwing Dragon.

The Royal Griffin Legion flew rapidly toward the direction of Krips Fortress.

The bone dragon’s destruction of Krips Fortress intensified, and the Bull Tribe’s casualties rapidly increased, surpassing 300,000. Without over a thousand catapults desperately counterattacking and eliminating numerous skeletons, Krips Fortress would have already fallen.

Seeing the battered walls of Krips Fortress, Qin Han’s heart pounded with excitement. He could no longer contain his joy, commanding the skeleton army to launch a frenzied assault. More and more skeletons poured into Krips Fortress.

This fortress, the strongest defensive stronghold of the Greenlan Empire, was now on the verge of collapse amidst the flames of war.

Just as Qin Han ordered the skeleton army into a fierce offensive, a group of soldiers appeared on a distant hill. They wore mismatched equipment and numbered around 3,000. They were the NPC forces from Okolen City, just arriving. Leading them were Knight’s Lament and Alorop.

“Brave warriors! Who gave you work? Who gave you dignity?” Alorop shouted.

“Lord Nie Yan!”

“Yes! Lord Nie Yan gave us stable jobs, allowing us to earn money to support our families. It’s time for us to repay Lord Nie Yan by defeating these vile undead!” Alorop raised his greatsword, his passionate energy infecting the NPCs present.

Seeing the battle fervor in the NPCs, Knight’s Lament shouted loudly, “Before Lord Nie Yan left, he entrusted me with a message. Every person here will receive five gold coins for each skeleton they kill. Those who kill over a thousand skeletons will be awarded an Okolen City medal and the title of Baron.”

Hearing Knight’s Lament’s words, all the NPCs’ eyes gleamed with excitement. Earning five gold coins per skeleton was a tremendous incentive. For NPCs, five gold coins could cover a common citizen’s monthly expenses or even allow them to enjoy a good time at a tavern with a nice girl. More importantly, reaching a thousand kills would grant them a baron title, which was far more enticing than gold coins. In the Greenlan Empire, the class system was extremely strict. Holding a noble title would grant them special rights. For these homeless wanderers, attaining a noble title in their lifetime was something almost unimaginable.

The NPCs immediately became fervent, sharpening their weapons eagerly.

Seeing their enthusiasm, Knight’s Lament couldn’t help but admire Nie Yan. Nie Yan truly understood the psychology of these NPCs. Mentioning the word “noble title” alone made their eyes turn green.

“Brave warriors! Slaughter these skeletons!”

“Make these skeletons go home and eat shit!”

The NPCs roared furiously like a pack of raging wolves.

Alorop swung his sword downward, and the 3,000 NPCs surged forward like a flood, launching a fierce assault.

Alorop led the charge, charging into the skeleton horde. Skeletons in his path were sent flying.

The other NPCs were no weaklings either. Charging forward relentlessly, their efficiency in slaying skeletons was quite high.

The weakest among them were elite NPCs of level 130-140, while the strongest were level 180 elites, holding a significant level advantage. Soon, around 5,000 to 6,000 skeletons were cut down.

On the hilltop, Qin Han noticed the situation and frowned, asking, “What’s happening over there?”

“Boss Qin Han, over 3,000 NPCs have descended. They’re the NPC forces recruited by Crazy Thief Nie Yan in Okolen City,” Shen Jian Wu Shuang quickly replied.

“Pitiful ants trying to shake a great tree! What can 3,000 NPCs possibly accomplish!” Qin Han sneered coldly, immediately dispatching some elite and lord-class skeletons to encircle them.

“Boss Qin Han, we’ve got trouble,” Shen Jian Wu Shuang anxiously whispered through private chat.

“What now?” Qin Han’s tone turned displeased. He hated anyone spoiling his moment.

“The Royal Griffin Legion from Karol City is approaching. Over 3,000 fully armed NPCs, led by Crazy Thief Nie Yan,” Shen Jian Wu Shuang replied. He felt a strong sense of unease. Could it be that the Greenlan Empire had decided to completely eliminate the skeleton army? If Qin Han were defeated, the Zhushen Sect would undoubtedly suffer the same fate.

“What!” Hearing Shen Jian Wu Shuang’s words, Qin Han’s heart suddenly tightened.