The Lightning Storm of Cold Flame is a second-tier advanced magic with a larger area of effect, reaching approximately 150×150 yards.
Advanced magic is typically an instant-kill skill, invincible in most cases. Unless a player possesses special life-saving abilities, it’s nearly impossible to escape from such an attack.
Each syllable uttered by Cold Flame was like the final countdown of a time bomb. Once the countdown ended, the bomb would explode.
There were only twenty seconds!
Each passing second meant the players of the Bull Tribe were one step closer to death!
“Paladins, warriors, charge and silence them!” Nie Yan commanded solemnly. The members of the Bloodthirsty Blade were indeed formidable. With only twenty seconds available, it would be difficult for ordinary Bull Tribe players to break through. His eyes scanned the dozen or so opponents—each was a first-class advanced player, tough to handle. It seemed he would have to handle this himself. He activated his stealth ability and gradually blended into the background.
Charge!
Full of momentum!
The warriors and paladins at the front of the Bull Tribe charged toward the Bloodthirsty Blade group, around thirty players in total. Their objective was to interrupt Cold Flame’s Lightning Storm!
“A bunch of trash!” Xingshuo, the Arcane Mage, mocked. With a wave of his staff, he cast an Arcane Flame Explosion.
As advanced players, their stats allowed them to look down upon these sub-50-level players.
The Arcane Flame Explosion traced an arc through the air and struck a Bull Tribe paladin. With a loud bang, the spell exploded on impact, sending the paladin flying with immense force.
One-shot kill!
The overwhelming advantage in level, stats, and gear allowed Xingshuo to deliver a devastating blow that left a strong impression.
Incredible damage!
“Silence us? Do you think we don’t exist?” Three Elemental Shamans placed various totems, immediately boosting the attributes of their teammates.
Chain Lightning!
Chain Lightning!
Three bolts of Chain Lightning crossed through the air, crackling with electricity. Several Bull Tribe paladins and warriors fell immediately, though healers in the back quickly revived many.
Knight’s Elegy scanned the battlefield and commanded in the guild group chat, “All mages, two o’clock position, focus on the Elemental Shamans and mages, take those two down now!”
Upon hearing Knight’s Elegy’s command, the front-line mages unleashed their spells, streaks of magic soaring across the sky.
Darkshade, the Elemental Shaman, sensed danger as countless spells hurtled toward him. He tried to flee, but it was already too late.
Under the horrified gaze of his allies, over thirty spells struck him simultaneously, sending him flying without a chance.
Another mage was also caught in the crossfire.
Even the strongest couldn’t withstand such concentrated firepower!
Bloodthirsty Blade held off six or seven warriors and paladins before roaring and unleashing Blazing Shock!
Cracks spread across the ground as a surge of flame erupted outward. The warriors and paladins took over a thousand points of damage each, forced to retreat under the immense force.
Bloodthirsty Blade glanced around and realized he had lost sight of Nie Yan, immediately feeling a strong sense of danger.
Nie Yan’s videos had shown his incredible speed. There was a popular saying on the forums: Once Nie Yan sets his sights on a target, there’s no escape!
“Priests, Illumination!” Bloodthirsty Blade commanded.
Beams of light descended from the sky. Within the white glow, a figure swiftly darted toward the center where Cold Flame stood.
About ten seconds had passed.
Time was running out!
No matter what, they had to eliminate Cold Flame first!
“Protect Cold Flame!” Bloodthirsty Blade shouted in the team chat. He tried to break free and defend Cold Flame, but the warriors and paladins kept him engaged.
“Rogue Nie Yan!” Xingshuo, the Arcane Mage, suddenly released a blinding black flame from his pupils—Arcane Gaze! Under his gaze, no one could hide. With a wave of his staff, he shouted, “Die!”
A magical bolt shot toward Nie Yan.
As the spell launched, he pulled out a scroll from his bag—Minor Shadow Bind!
With a crack, the scroll shattered into pieces. Shadows surged like invisible hands, closing in on Nie Yan.
Feeling the anomaly around him, Nie Yan glanced at Xingshuo, who stood beside Cold Flame. The timing of the attack was impressive!
“Got him!” Xingshuo’s face lit up with excitement. Just as he was about to say that Rogue Nie Yan wasn’t all that, Nie Yan activated Dash Step, dodging the shadow bindings. The spell exploded harmlessly against Nie Yan, dealing no damage.
At the moment Dash Step activated, Nie Yan was invincible!
Xingshuo’s smile froze as he saw Nie Yan closing in. He quickly backed off, mentally counting down—1, 2, 3—waiting for the invincibility of Dash Step to end, then Dispel!
A strong force swept outward, attempting to push Nie Yan away.
Dispel could at least knock Nie Yan back!
A nearby paladin activated Divine Eye, spotted Nie Yan, and charged forward with a powerful aura.
Three people stood between Nie Yan and Cold Flame: a paladin, Xingshuo the Arcane Mage, and a warrior.
Cold Flame continued chanting, his voice low, slightly hoarse, rhythmic like a soul-summoning chant from hell.
Five more seconds passed from the remaining ten. The air thickened with lightning magic, growing increasingly volatile. Knight’s Elegy grew anxious, urgently evacuating Bull Tribe players.
Knight’s Elegy glanced back at the crowd. Seven barrels of black powder—was he really going to lose them all?
He couldn’t bear it! Knight’s Elegy’s eyes turned blood-red. He understood the importance of these black powder barrels to the Bull Tribe. If they were lost, he wouldn’t dare face the Executive Vice President or his comrades again. The Executive Vice President had personally assigned him to assist Nie Yan in transporting these barrels.
Knight’s Elegy placed all his hopes on Nie Yan, praying he could create a miracle!
Until the last moment, the outcome remained uncertain!
As the Dispel force was about to strike Nie Yan, he activated the Holy Descent skill from the Medal of Ten Paladins. During this state, he was immune to spells.
Dispel was a magical skill!
The Dispel force swept over Nie Yan but had no effect. Moving at incredible speed, Nie Yan’s figure blurred. Only a few seconds remained for Cold Flame’s Lightning Storm. If he hesitated, it would be too late! Under immense pressure, Nie Yan pushed his abilities to the limit, experiencing an indescribable sensation.
Suddenly, his steps quickened, reaching peak speed.
Why didn’t Dispel work? Seeing his spell fail to push Nie Yan back as expected, Xingshuo was momentarily stunned.
Sacred Strike!
The paladin unleashed a Sacred Strike.
Hit! The paladin’s face lit up with joy, believing he had struck Nie Yan. But at that moment, Nie Yan’s figure twisted and vanished. The strike missed—what he hit was just Nie Yan’s illusion.
The paladin felt a cold breeze pass by his ear as Nie Yan had already left him behind.
Nie Yan had studied Sun’s demonstration and perfected the Mirage Step from Shadow Dance, successfully deceiving the paladin and slipping past him.
Like a ghost, Nie Yan moved unpredictably, impossible to track.
By the time the paladin realized, it was too late.
Xingshuo tried to raise his staff, but Nie Yan was already gone, having circled behind him.
So fast!
This was the speed of Rogue Nie Yan!
Another shield warrior blocked Nie Yan’s path. Seeing Nie Yan approach, the warrior roared.
Charge!
Intercept!
He charged at Nie Yan, swinging his greatsword.
These players, having successfully advanced at this stage, were all skilled individuals. Elites had their pride, unwilling to be mocked like this!
Blazing Slash! The warrior’s greatsword ignited with flames, slicing through the air.
Three skills nearly launched simultaneously, displaying formidable power.
As the shield warrior was about to intercept Nie Yan, the blade rushing toward him, Nie Yan suddenly activated Shadow Step, dodging the attack and slipping past the warrior.
The warrior hesitated slightly, missing his strike. Behind him stood Cold Flame, still chanting his advanced spell. If Nie Yan got too close, the consequences would be unimaginable!
The warrior tried to turn and defend, but it was already too late.
Nie Yan dashed forward, skillfully evading three opponents, unimpeded. Within seconds, he reached Cold Flame. The nearby players had no time to react.
Three seconds, two seconds, one second—the final syllable was about to leave Cold Flame’s lips when Nie Yan suddenly kicked.
Using other interrupt skills would be too late. Fortunately, legs were slightly longer than arms, allowing him to just barely make it.
A dull thud echoed as Cold Flame grunted, staggering back a few steps. Yet his spell continued, unbroken.
Kick had a chance to interrupt spellcasting, but often only delayed it slightly. Cold Flame checked his spell’s progress—after the kick, he still needed three more seconds to complete Lightning Storm.
But Nie Yan was already upon him; there was no way he could secure those three seconds!
Nie Yan suddenly lunged, his dagger striking Cold Flame’s forehead, interrupting the Lightning Storm. Cold Flame entered a stunned state.
Nie Yan smiled slightly. He had succeeded.
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