Chapter 6 Sixth!

Nie Yan silently counted. Under his lead, the Blood Demon Knight Order had collapsed. They scattered and retreated, while the players of Niuren Tribe frantically pursued them.

Just then, the Blood Demon recovered from his ethereal state. However, the situation on the field was no longer under his control.

The Blood Demon Knight Order had been defeated!

"All members retreat! Save as many as you can!" the Blood Demon shouted in the team chat. He checked his attributes. The ethereal state had just ended, and he still had ten seconds of weakness. He quickly drank a super stamina potion, removing the weakened state.

"Everyone, keep an eye on one person, leave no one behind!" Nie Yan roared in the team chat with an assertive tone.

"Understood!" The team members shouted loudly, the battle cries shaking the sky. Their morale was high at this moment, victory was in sight, how could they not be excited.

"The Blood Demon is mine!" Nie Yan stared at the Blood Demon and pounced.

Several members of the Blood Demon Knight Order used random teleport scrolls, their bodies disappearing from the spot.

"Want to run? No way!" Undying Scoundrel snorted.

A group of magic instructors cast spells one after another, pulling back all the players who had run away using random teleport scrolls.

When those players saw that they had returned to the same spot, they were all dumbfounded.

Two more players from the Blood Demon Knight Order were knocked flying. To prevent them from running away, the players of Niuren Tribe used War Shackles scrolls one after another.

"You keep an eye on that mage, leave this dark elf thief to me!" Big Brother Seven said to Undying Scoundrel next to him and chased out.

Undying Scoundrel was stunned for a moment. Big Brother Seven was usually only in charge of healing and rarely PKed (player-killing). However, he thought about it, some of the priest's skills were indeed very suitable for tracking thieves. It was just that under normal circumstances, the priest's defense was too weak, and most PK techniques were not high, so they always became the target of thieves.

Everyone worked together, quickly chasing out.

"Kid, where are you running!" Big Brother Seven threw a Light Illumination spell, quickly locking onto the location of the dark elf thief, and with a wave of his staff, placed a mark on the dark elf thief.

After being marked, the dark elf thief would be discovered no matter where he ran.

The dark elf thief glanced back and found that it was actually a priest chasing after him, and snorted, "Damn, a priest is actually so arrogant! If grandpa doesn't show his power, you really think grandpa is a sick cat!"

In order to avoid being caught up by other Niuren Tribe players, he quickly used Gale Steps and ran wildly into the distance.

When the dark elf thief activated Gale Steps, he was still in a marked state, and the light standard on his head accurately broadcast his location.

Seeing the dark elf thief running far away, Big Brother Seven added an Extreme Wind Speed buff to himself. This was a special skill he had obtained in a mission, which greatly increased his movement speed. He saw that his feet seemed to be carrying a gust of wind, his feet basically didn't move, and his body swept hundreds of yards away, quickly catching up with the dark elf thief.

Big Brother Seven waved his right hand, applying a few debuff magic such as Slow to the dark elf thief, greatly reducing the dark elf thief's movement speed. After these magic were cast, he applied a Pain spell to him again.

Damage values of five or six hundred points floated above the dark elf thief's head. Although it was not much, the accumulated damage value was still considerable. After being attacked, the dark elf thief's Gale Steps immediately became ineffective.

The dark elf thief looked back and found that no other Niuren Tribe players were chasing after him. There was only a priest behind him, a priest actually dared to chase after a thief, simply tired of living!

Being chased like this was not a good thing, he suddenly turned around and pounced on Big Brother Seven.

Big Brother Seven saw the dark elf thief pouncing over and sneered, just right!

Big Brother Seven retreated while waving his staff.

The dark elf thief had just taken a few steps, his feet stepped firmly, the ground that was originally hard, suddenly turned into a pool of mud, his right foot sank in.

He struggled to pull his right foot out, and was about to step out when his left foot fell into a piece of mud again.

Big Brother Seven's timing of casting the Muddy Technique was too good, so the dark elf thief had no time to dodge at all.

Jump!

The dark elf thief instinctively used the jump skill, his feet leaving the ground about half a yard, and Big Brother Seven waved his right hand, summoning a giant slime. Ordinary slimes were like a dough the size of a washbasin, without tentacles or facial features, a bit like starfish. They were very low-level creatures, the kind that even the most trash players would despise. But Big Brother Seven didn't know how this slime was raised, it was probably mutated. Its size was not much smaller than an elephant, its level was one hundred and sixty-three, its attack was only a pitiful few hundred, but its health was much thicker, as much as millions.

Big Brother Seven accidentally obtained such a slime while doing a mission. At that time, other team members were preparing to throw it away. Only Big Brother Seven saw the unusual thing. He saw that the slime's health growth was very high, it could even be described as terrifying. After spending some thought and asking the mages in the guild to help bring it to level one hundred and sixty-three, this slime's health was a bit perverted, but what was more depressing was that its attack growth was very low, so low that it could drive people crazy. At more than one hundred and sixty levels, it actually only had five or six hundred attacks.

The dark elf thief had just jumped out of the muddy area, and when he looked up, he saw a black shadow shrouded above him, like a huge mud falling on his head.

"My God!" The dark elf thief just wanted to use his escape skill to run away when he heard a bang. This fat slime came with an unprecedented Mount Tai Press, its shape like an arched pot lid, and slammed the dark elf thief into the mud.

The dark elf thief was crushed to the point of vomiting blood, and his eyes turned black. He kept struggling, trying to push away the fat on his body, but no matter how he moved, the slime on top remained motionless.

Gurgle, gurgle, the slime made some strange noises, its body wriggled, attacking the dark elf thief, and damage values of one point each floated from the dark elf thief's head.

"Damn, get off me!" The dark elf thief was lying on the ground, a sense of suffocation coming from his chest. He kept digging at the ground with his hands, trying to get out, but the ground was full of soft mud, and he couldn't find a point of support at all.

The dark elf thief couldn't climb out: "Please, let me go." He was about to cry, this was the most terrifying attack he had encountered since the game started.

Seeing the dark elf thief being pressed underneath, constantly turning his dead fish eyes, Big Brother Seven smiled, the tactic he had researched seemed to be quite effective. He waved his staff, and a few arrows of light killed the dark elf thief.

Big Brother Seven walked to the side of the slime and patted the slime. He saw a ripple slowly spreading out on the slime's meatball. He smiled and said, "Buddy, well done."

Gurgle, gurgle, the slime made some response.

Big Brother Seven put the slime back into the pet space. This guy was now his trump card, and he was accurate in ambushing people, and he basically didn't use it under normal circumstances.

The casualties of the Blood Demon Knight Order were increasing, and the remaining people were chased by a group of top professional players from Niuren Tribe, running around like headless chickens. It was estimated that the annihilation of the group was only a matter of time.

Seeing that the situation was over, the Blood Demon used a few acceleration skills and ran wildly towards the outside.

Nie Yan activated Gale Steps and ran, chasing behind the Blood Demon.

Nie Yan had already used the War Shackles scroll on the Blood Demon. As long as Nie Yan didn't die, he wouldn't be able to use the random teleport scroll to run away in a short time!

The two were like cunning rabbits and cheetahs in the wilderness, launching a rapid chase.

Initially, the distance between the two sides was about one hundred yards, but as time passed, the distance between the two was quickly narrowed by Nie Yan. In terms of speed, even if the Blood Demon activated Charge, he might not be Nie Yan's opponent.

Looking back, the Blood Demon found that Nie Yan was already close at hand, and he was shocked.

Nie Yan jumped up and pounced on the Blood Demon's back.

Seeing Nie Yan pouncing in front of him, the Blood Demon rolled over, dodging out very embarrassedly.

In this fast-running situation, the Blood Demon couldn't control the inertia of his body at all, and fell heavily a few times. He supported the ground with his right hand, turned over and stood still. Seeing Nie Yan coming up, he shouted violently, Sacred Demon Sacrifice!

His body burned with purple-red flames, and a pair of huge flame wings appeared on his back. He said in a deep voice: "Crazy Thief Nie Yan, come on, let's have a decisive battle! Today, it's either you die or I live!"

"I'll accompany you to the end!" Nie Yan smiled coldly, the Zennard's Sword in his hand shone brightly, releasing black blazing flames.

The Blood Demon waved his greatsword and slashed down frantically.

Nie Yan was about to raise the Zennard's Sword when a powerful aura pressed down overwhelmingly, making him unable to move his feet. He could only hold the Zennard's Sword horizontally to block.

Clang, clang, clang, the Blood Demon kept砍 (kan - chopping, cutting) on Nie Yan's Zennard's Sword.

Nie Yan勉力 (mian li - with effort, to force oneself) resisted, his feet sank into the soil because of the heavy pressure. 草 (cao - damn), what skill is this, such a powerful aura!

The Blood Demon was ablaze with flames, like a true demon.

Nie Yan estimated that this skill was somewhat similar to Brilliant Knife Light's War God Possession.

He was locked on by the Blood Demon's Qi, so he couldn't move. Damage values of five or six thousand floated above his head. Nie Yan used an expert-level instant recovery potion, and his health returned to full value.

Just as the Blood Demon砍 (kan - chopped) down with another sword, Nie Yan's figure suddenly moved, splitting into two, becoming two Nie Yans.

One clone, one本体 (ben ti - original body), almost at the same time, wielded the weapon in his hand to attack the Blood Demon.

The Blood Demon suddenly encountered such a situation, caught off guard, and was about to dodge.

Extreme Intimidation!

A Qi locked on to the Blood Demon's body, the Blood Demon's body stiffened, Nie Yan made a突刺 (tu ci - thrust), the Zennard's Sword in his right hand pierced the Blood Demon's heart with one sword.