“Who knows? The Chief has always been unpredictable, and he never tells anyone where he goes. Hermit, let’s fight back! Wipe out all the members of the Mage Alliance!” Duenkeng Simenü shouted. Since Nie Yan had arrived, what was there to fear?
After eliminating that warrior, Nie Yan immediately lunged toward another player, an Arcane Mage.
Seeing Nie Yan charging toward him, the Arcane Mage’s heart sank. He quickly raised his staff and cast a Slow spell. At the very moment he began casting Slow, Nie Yan suddenly vanished from his sight with a Dash Step.
Slow—Miss!
“What the hell? Isn’t Slow an instant-cast spell?” the Arcane Mage cursed. Normally, instant-cast skills like Slow were extremely hard to dodge. Yet, the moment he lifted his staff, Nie Yan had accurately predicted his spell based on his movement. In Nie Yan’s previous life, this wasn’t a particularly impressive technique; many level-100 players could do it. But to these players, it was unimaginable.
The moment Nie Yan vanished from his sight, the Arcane Mage sensed danger and tried to flee, but it was already too late.
A gleaming dagger slashed across the back of his neck. With a throat-slice maneuver, blood splattered everywhere, turning his vision red before he collapsed to the ground.
Against these fragile mages, Nie Yan could easily take them down in one strike!
In no time, Nie Yan had eliminated three players in a row, cutting through them like a hot knife through butter. The remaining players tried to flee, but Nie Yan was like a god of death, instilling fear in their hearts. They had completely lost their will to fight.
They had no chance of resistance against Nie Yan. Even when they occasionally managed to land a control skill, Nie Yan dodged them effortlessly.
The Mage Alliance’s morale was completely crushed. They no longer had the heart to fight, let alone perform at their usual level. The members of Niuren Tribe chased them down, and anyone who attempted resistance was instantly eliminated by Nie Yan’s sudden appearance.
Nie Yan chanted an incantation, and the massive form of the Golden Earth Dragon appeared within the players’ view. It opened its mouth and unleashed streams of dragon breath, sending Mage Alliance players flying.
Five or six minutes later, all the Mage Alliance players were defeated. Only about a dozen Niuren Tribe members and seven or eight Jiulan Shrine members remained standing.
“Where are the others?” Duenkeng Simenü asked after defeating an Elemental Mage from the Mage Alliance.
Kuaile Yinshi gave a bitter smile and replied, “They’re running back to their corpses now.” Their losses had been severe.
Scattered across the ground were the corpses of Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians players. No one dared to run back to their corpses here because Nie Yan, the Rogue King, was present. Who would dare to resurrect?
The players watching from the sidelines were stunned. They had expected the chaotic battle to last at least two or three more hours, but suddenly there was a dramatic twist. Nie Yan’s unexpected appearance led to an outcome no one had anticipated.
The Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians players were too scared to resurrect at their corpses. They understood that running back would only result in another death. Looking at the distant open ground where countless corpses lay piled up, Nie Yan and his Golden Earth Dragon approached, creating a scene that was truly awe-inspiring.
Nie Yan’s overwhelming power once again deeply impressed them.
Duenkeng Simenü, Kuaile Yinshi, Wuyue Xianzi, and others approached Nie Yan.
“Boss, how come you’re here?” Duenkeng Simenü asked excitedly. He had only seen Nie Yan once during a guild gathering, and back then, he hadn’t had the chance to speak with him. Meeting Nie Yan so suddenly today, he couldn’t hide his excitement.
Nie Yan glanced at Duenkeng Simenü, Kuaile Yinshi, Wuyue Xianzi, and others. He recognized them as members of Niuren Tribe but didn’t know their names. Looking at their names—Duenkeng Simenü? Kuaile Yinshi?
Nie Yan furrowed his brow in thought. Those names sounded familiar, but he couldn’t place them right away.
“I’m here to complete a quest. Have our people resurrected already?” Nie Yan asked, noticing the Niuren Tribe players sitting up while only Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians corpses remained on the ground.
“Two more to go,” Kuaile Yinshi replied after checking. Without Nie Yan’s intervention, they would have suffered a major defeat in this battle.
After a while, the corpses of the Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians players gradually disappeared, removed by the server. Those players had chosen to resurrect at the graveyard and returned directly to the city.
Knowing that Nie Yan was here, who dared to cause trouble?
Players couldn’t fight at the graveyard, or else Duenkeng Simenü and Kuaile Yinshi would definitely lead people to block the graveyard entrance. Each of them had been killed two or three times, so naturally, they felt quite upset. Fortunately, resurrecting at the graveyard only cost them about 20% experience loss, which wasn’t too bad. However, for the Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians players, choosing to resurrect at the graveyard meant losing a full level of experience, which would definitely hurt.
Duenkeng Simenü and Kuaile Yinshi and others cleaned up the battlefield.
Nie Yan looked at the equipment they had collected and said, “You don’t need to hand these over to the guild warehouse. Divide them among yourselves, and remember to give more to those who suffered heavier losses.” The looted gear would be a windfall for them.
“Got it, thanks Boss,” Duenkeng Simenü nodded. They regrouped, thanked the Jiulan Shrine members who had come to assist, and prepared to head to the underground mine.
“I’ll be going first,” Nie Yan said, recalling his Golden Earth Dragon and heading toward Gold City.
As Nie Yan walked away, the surrounding spectators were astounded. Nie Yan’s presence had lasted only five or six minutes, yet it completely turned the tide of the entire battle. Originally, the Niuren Tribe members were destined to lose, but the outcome became a one-sided massacre. The Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians were wiped out, leaving the battlefield littered with corpses. While the dramatic reversal was shocking, it also instilled deep awe toward Nie Yan.
One person alone could change the heavens!
Seeing Nie Yan enter Gold City, Kuaile Yinshi asked Duenkeng Simenü in surprise, “Isn’t the upper area of Gold City filled with level-90 monsters?” Gold City was divided into two areas: the lower underground mine dungeon, which was level 60, and the upper castle area, which was filled with level-90 monsters. No players had ever entered the upper area. What was Nie Yan doing there? Could he actually handle level-90 monsters now?
“It’s definitely level-90 monsters, no mistake. But don’t judge Nie Yan with our own standards. Level-90 monsters might really be nothing to him,” Duenkeng Simenü replied. He had once seen Sun defeat a level-90 elite monster using a strange method. When that video was released, they had regarded Sun as a godlike figure. No one had expected that someone so young could possess such skilled techniques. If Sun could do it, Nie Yan definitely could too.
Venturing alone into high-level zones, Kuaile Yinshi couldn’t help but feel admiration. He was also a rogue, naturally aspiring to be as legendary as Nie Yan and Sun. Nie Yan was his goal and dream.
At the headquarters of the Light-Dark Empire in Flame City.
Light-Dark Yongzui had brought all his subordinates to Flame City, acquired five guilds there, and established the Light-Dark Empire. The guild began to rise, capturing over a dozen strongholds in Flame City. Unlike other guilds, the Light-Dark Empire didn’t need any financial backing because many of their workshop members were wealthy individuals. For example, the founder himself, Light-Dark Yongzui, and the guild’s top rogue, Candy, both came from wealthy backgrounds, rivaling Century Capital Group.
Century Capital Group had approached them multiple times with acquisition offers, but were all rejected. With financial support from several capital groups, the Light-Dark Empire became the undisputed ruler of Flame City.
Light-Dark Yongzui received a video from his subordinates showing Nie Yan’s massacre of Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians players in Gold City. After watching the video, he turned to Candy beside him and said, “I never expected that a small rogue we encountered back then would now be the leader of Niuren Tribe. His strength is truly remarkable. If you were to face him, how much chance do you think you’d have to win?”
Candy shrugged helplessly and smiled bitterly, “Maybe less than ten percent. Hey, what are your plans? Should we join the Mage Alliance and Divine Guardians, or ally with Niuren Tribe? It seems we have no other choice but to align with one of these two major factions or be swallowed up.”
“The current situation is still hard to predict. At the moment, the two largest forces are Niuren Tribe and the Mage Alliance. Our Light-Dark Empire and Moonlight City’s Zhushen Zhijian are still newly rising. We have enough strength to defend ourselves. Why not wait and see?” Light-Dark Yongzui smiled mysteriously. He had his own plans.
Nie Yan entered Gold City. The dark castle exuded a strange, bloody atmosphere. Every wall and pillar was made of gold, embedded with giant luminous pearls, making the place extraordinarily luxurious and extravagant.
Nie Yan used the search skill on the Holy Light Stone. The stone emitted dazzling light, seemingly conveying some kind of message. He could confirm that one component of the Abak Set was indeed within this Gold City.
Walking through the vast hall, it felt like stepping into an ancient world, with the old patterns on the walls representing historical accumulation.
Suddenly, a system notification rang out.
System: You have entered the Cursed Land of the Slave Miner Igrin. Attributes reduced by 10%.
Nie Yan felt a bit of strength being drained from his body, making him feel slightly weak. Fortunately, his attributes were strong enough. Even with a 10% reduction, the impact wasn’t significant. If an ordinary player suffered such a curse, they wouldn’t dare to proceed further.
In the distance, several tall giants, about three yards high, appeared in Nie Yan’s vision. Their skin was dark red, and they carried huge hammers, guarding the door and pacing back and forth.
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