Nie Yan charged forward under the barrage of magic from the group of mages, slaying one priest after another with a single strike, wiping out seven priests in an instant.
Nie Yan’s valor and might were unmatched; none could withstand his onslaught. Ten steps, and another foe fell! None of the squishy spellcasters could survive his attacks.
The onlookers from the Bloodthirsty Blade guild felt their hearts sink. Engaging in battle against such a rogue would undoubtedly be a terrifying experience.
The notorious rogue, Nie Yan, lived up to his reputation!
Who in this world dares to challenge him?
“If I had the chance, I’d like to test my strength against his, but only when he doesn’t have his spell immunity skill active,” Feng Yanxin thought, looking at Nie Yan in the center. Nie Yan was definitely a worthy opponent. If Nie Yan didn’t activate his spell immunity, there might be a chance to win, but if he did, victory would be impossible.
Just then, Feng Yanxin received a voice call—it was from Bloodthirsty Blade. He answered the call.
“Feng Yanxin, what the hell are you doing!” Bloodthirsty Blade’s voice was low and menacing, his expression dark and stormy.
“This is my respect for Nie Yan, the rogue!” Feng Yanxin replied. A rogue who could achieve such feats as Nie Yan certainly deserved the players’ admiration!
“Pfft! I give you two minutes—take him down! I don’t believe that hundreds of shield warriors charging together can’t kill a single Nie Yan. We’ll literally overwhelm him!” Bloodthirsty Blade coldly commanded.
“Two thousand people surrounding one? What’s the point? Even if we win, the Bloodthirsty Blade guild will still lose face among the players,” Feng Yanxin retorted firmly. He was a person who valued principles. In a duel, fighting one-on-one was the way to go. Defeating someone with a group was not honorable.
“I don’t care about honor or not. Anyone who dares to stand in the Bloodthirsty Blade’s way must be eliminated by any means necessary—assassination, ambush, or siege! I order you to take down Nie Yan immediately! Damn it, the Bull Tribe is making moves. Hurry up!” Bloodthirsty Blade growled impatiently.
“I will not issue such an order. It’s an insult to me! Unless you expel me from the guild!” Feng Yanxin firmly refused. This was his principle, and the very reason he often clashed with the rest of the guild.
“You son of a bitch, get lost!” Bloodthirsty Blade roared furiously. This stubborn fool! Talking about principles during a guild war was laughable!
System: Player Feng Yanxin has been removed from the position of vice-guild leader!
Bloodthirsty Blade issued orders to all the players present, commanding them to advance and eliminate Nie Yan as quickly as possible.
Nie Yan stood firm with his blade, his health reduced to only 500 points. He had used up all his consumables, even his bandages. The ground beneath him was littered with corpses, blood flowing like a river. More than twenty-five or twenty-six players had fallen by his blade.
Most of these corpses belonged to spellcasters, all of whom had been instantly slain in a single strike!
Nie Yan’s red name shone brightly, his equipment seemingly soaked in blood, a terrifying sight.
He had become enraged, slashing at anyone who approached, exuding an aura of death like a killing god, sending chills down the spines of the surrounding players.
The nearby group hesitated to approach. Nie Yan’s attacks were too fierce, even capable of slaying heavily armored warriors.
Just then, the outer group of players began to advance. Hundreds of shield warriors led the charge, closing in. The area they occupied gradually shrank, forming a tight encirclement.
At this rate, if they used their shields to block Nie Yan’s movements, he would have virtually no chance of survival. It would be difficult even to shift his position, let alone attack his enemies.
Watching the tightening encirclement, Nie Yan realized that breaking through was absolutely impossible!
The cold shield walls slowly closed in, only five yards away. If not for the spell immunity granted by Divine Arbitration, he would have been obliterated by magic by now. Surviving this long was already impressive, having slain dozens of opponents.
Nie Yan gave a bitter smile. He somewhat understood the mindset of the Hegemon who had committed suicide at Wujiang River. A hero’s life ended in vain.
He thought he was safe with a random teleport scroll, but his downfall came from a Warlock’s Binding spell. He had assumed that few shadow priests at this level would have learned the Binding skill, but there were always exceptions.
Bloodthirsty Blade must have plotted this for a long time, planning to use the Binding spell against him from the very beginning.
This time, he had to admit defeat!
Death was approaching Nie Yan. Just as he was preparing to surrender to fate, a sudden commotion erupted within the Bloodthirsty Blade’s ranks, causing their formation to fall into chaos.
Nie Yan was startled. What was happening?
Looking up, he saw massive dark clouds gathering in the sky, their oppressive presence causing panic among the Bloodthirsty Blade players.
“Damn, who’s casting magic!”
“It’s a high-level spell! It’s from the Bull Tribe!”
The Bloodthirsty Blade players panicked, scrambling to escape the spell’s area of effect.
Meanwhile, from the opposite side, a group of more than a dozen players charged into the Bloodthirsty Blade formation.
At the forefront were Cui Can Dao Guang and Shui Se Yan Tou. Cui Can Dao Guang surged ahead, sweeping aside five or six players. Shui Se Yan Tou activated his Charge skill, then unleashed a spinning slash, sending a group of six or seven players flying through the air.
Behind them were Leng Ao Ying, Yi Yan, and others, who charged forward, carving a bloody path through the Bloodthirsty Blade ranks, which scattered like water.
Sun emerged from the side, having just eliminated five or six players.
“Boss.”
“Boss, we’re here!”
“Brother Nie Yan, we’re here!”
The team members shouted in unison. Seeing these familiar faces, Nie Yan felt a sudden warmth in his heart.
“You didn’t even invite us to such an exciting event. You’re really not being fair,” said Shui Se Yan Tou. The world was indeed strange—Nie Yan had once led many members to rescue them from the Bi Luo Cang Qiong guild, and now the roles had reversed.
This was how relationships worked—only by giving could one receive. If Nie Yan hadn’t fought desperately to save them back then, they wouldn’t have become true members of the Bull Tribe.
“Remember, no matter what, you’re never alone. You’ve got all of us in the Bull Tribe!” Cui Can Dao Guang smiled slightly.
Hearing Cui Can Dao Guang’s words, Nie Yan felt touched. Indeed, no matter what happened, he was never alone. He had a large group of brothers—his Bull Tribe, their Bull Tribe!
“Sorry,” Nie Yan apologized. He was simply used to handling things on his own, rarely thinking about troubling others.
Cui Can Dao Guang was reminding Nie Yan that as a guild leader, he shouldn’t take such extreme risks alone!
The dark clouds in the sky finally took form, and torrents of flame rained down. The flames swept across the battlefield, leaving devastation in their wake. The destructive power of high-level magic was astounding, instantly turning five or six hundred players into beams of white light.
Wave after wave of area spells rained down, quickly crippling the two to three thousand Bloodthirsty Blade players.
The powerful magic relentlessly consumed them.
“How many of you came?” Nie Yan asked Shui Se Yan Tou.
“Not many, just about twenty or so. These Bloodthirsty Blade guys don’t seem to put up much of a fight,” Shui Se Yan Tou glanced at the scattered Bloodthirsty Blade players with disdain.
But against high-level magic, no one could withstand! Whether it was two or three thousand, or even ten thousand, if they were caught in a barrage of high-level spells, they would be wiped out in an instant.
During this period, the Bloodthirsty Blade guild had caused the Bull Tribe quite a bit of trouble. The Bull Tribe had indeed suffered some losses, but that was only when their elite members were absent. Now that the Bull Tribe’s top-tier players had arrived, the Bloodthirsty Blade guild would have no chance of gaining an advantage. When faced with large numbers, they could simply use high-level magic to counter.
Sun took down a mage with a few skills and walked over to Nie Yan.
“Where have you been lately, kid?” Nie Yan smiled, watching the Bloodthirsty Blade players fleeing in panic. The Bull Tribe’s high-level magic and Tang Yao’s area spells were too brutal, sweeping away entire groups with a single strike.
Within moments, two to three thousand players were reduced to a mere fraction.
“I went to gear up, Brother Nie Yan. Check out my new equipment,” Sun said excitedly, wearing a set of level 45 Hunter’s Mark leather armor, a great set for control rogues.
Sun had reached level 47, placing him on the leaderboard. He must have gained some new insights recently, as his movements were noticeably smoother than before.
Seeing everyone’s levels, Nie Yan thought he should level up a bit more. Otherwise, as a level 30-something player facing level 40+ opponents, while he wouldn’t necessarily be at a disadvantage, the damage he took would be quite painful.
Shui Se Yan Tou, Cui Can Dao Guang, Leng Ao Ying, and others began clearing out the scattered players on the periphery, cutting them down one by one.
After the area spells ceased, a group charged from a distant hill—Tang Yao, Li Li Hua Sha, Xia Chong Yu Bing, and others.
Li Li Hua Sha, clad in a white priest robe, was particularly noticeable at the center.
“Hey, pretty lady, heal me up,” Nie Yan joked. After spending some time together, Li Li Hua Sha had become quite familiar with everyone.
“Five hundred guild contribution, no discount!” Li Li Hua Sha playfully replied with a smile.
“That’s so expensive,” Nie Yan frowned.
“You’re the guild leader. Don’t tell me you can’t spare a bit of guild contribution.”
“Alright, five hundred guild contribution it is.”
The team members probably didn’t care much about such a small amount of guild contribution. It was just a harmless joke.
A beam of white light enveloped Nie Yan, restoring his health to full. Looking around, the Bloodthirsty Blade players had been scattered and decimated by the area spells, with only a few remaining.
“Everyone, clear out the remaining enemies, and then we leave!” Nie Yan ordered. As the Bloodthirsty Blade players were unsure when reinforcements might arrive, he suddenly vanished and reappeared dozens of yards away, cutting down a Bloodthirsty Blade priest with a single strike.
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