Chapter 1 Starting Point

Emerging from the dimensional space, Nie Yan, as was his usual habit, found a relatively safe spot in the forest, preparing to use a Return Scroll to go back.

Halfway through chanting the Return Scroll, a rustling of footsteps came from the nearby woods. Nie Yan's heart jumped, and he quickly interrupted the scroll, concealing himself amongst the trees.

"Yougui, are you sure the Blade of the Death God is in this vicinity? Why have we been searching for three or four hours without finding it?" a player wearing a black mage robe and with a rather bizarre appearance asked.

The one called Yougui confidently stated, "I can't pinpoint the exact coordinates of the Blade of the Death God, but it's definitely nearby, no doubt about it. The location is mobile, possibly held by a player."

The sound of their conversation mixed with hurried footsteps reached Nie Yan, and he frowned. These guys were actually after the Blade of the Death God. How could they know its location?

In stealth mode, Nie Yan looked towards the source of the voices. Five players emerged from the dense forest. Their attire and style were completely different from the players of the Green Flame Empire. Dominated by dark red, with open collars and short sleeves, they had a distinct ancient tribal feel. Some had bizarre appearances, while others were exceptionally handsome. They all bore one or two signature tattoos on their arms, necks, or faces.

People from the Moyi Tribe!

For the players of the Green Flame Empire, the Moyi Tribe was an extremely mysterious race. They rarely appeared on the surface before recently becoming more prevalent. Their empire primarily consisted of dark elves, fallen humans, orcs, and goblins, as well as various racial hybrids. They worshiped demons and believed in slaughter.

Their class system differed from those of the Green Flame Empire and the Saturn Empire, being much more complex. The main classes were warriors, dark word mages, dark priests, rogues, and warlocks. The classification of the main classes was also different. Warriors were divided into magic swordsmen, dual swordsmen, and orc warriors. Dark word mages were divided into elven dark word mages, goblin dark word mages, and fallen human dark word mages. Rogues were divided into dark elf thieves and drow assassins. Warlocks were divided into goblin warlocks, dark elf warlocks, and human warlocks. The dark priest class was relatively simple, equivalent to the priest class.

Every member of the Moyi Tribe had a talent called Slaughter Instinct. The main attributes were roughly 30% less health and defense than players from the Green Flame Empire and the Saturn Empire, but about 50% higher attack. It was said that the Moyi Tribe players leveled up extremely fast, but they also died more easily.

In terms of overall attributes, the Moyi Tribe was not much different from the players of the Green Flame Empire and the Saturn Empire, but their top experts were very terrifying, especially the rogues. Health and defense were only secondary attributes for top rogues; they wanted strong control and high attack. The Moyi Tribe's talent had a fatal attraction for some players who liked to go the high-attack route.

Nie Yan sized up these players. The one called Yougui was a fallen human, looking much like an ordinary human except with slightly darker skin, holding a black longsword in his left hand and a staff in his right, clearly a magic swordsman.

There were three magic swordsmen here. One was a fallen human, and the other two were dark elves. Dark elves had obvious racial characteristics: pointed ears, very handsome appearance, and skin with a crystal-clear, gem-like black color.

Looking at the other two players, one male and one female, one was an orc, and the female was a fallen human, both dual swordsmen.

Three magic swordsmen and two dual swordsmen, and the fallen human magic swordsman and the orc dual swordsman had Silver Wings—a pair of silver wings growing from their backs. Unlike players from the human and orc empires, they did not have class advancement quests. Instead, they passed through guided trials. Silver Wings was a title equivalent to the top-tier classes of humans and orcs. Their strength was much inferior to that of the top-tier class players of humans and orcs, but obtaining the Silver Wings title was relatively simple. In his previous life, the human empire and the Saturn Empire combined had only a few hundred top-tier classes, but the Moyi Tribe had five or six thousand Silver Wings.

Three magic swordsmen, two dual swordsmen, and two of them had advanced to Silver Wings. Seeing this composition, Nie Yan's heart sank. His ten years of experience from his previous life told him that this team would be difficult to deal with.

In his previous life, this combination was considered one of the most classic combinations of the Moyi Tribe. The requirements for each member were very high. In a five-person team battle, such a group of people was definitely a group of killers, an invincible melee team.

Magic swordsmen could balance both magic and swordsman classes. Although they didn't have as high magic damage as mages, their stamina was better and their movement speed was faster. Although their defense and health were not as good as warriors, their attacks could make all warriors tremble. Imbuing themselves with magic states, allowing their weapon attacks to inflict magic damage, was their talent, which could increase ordinary attacks by more than 60%.

Dual swordsmen were good at agility. The top dual swordsmen were often full-agility builds. It was said that a level 100 dual swordsman could have a base agility of more than 3,000, and with equipment bonuses, some could even reach 7,000 or 8,000. This was definitely a terrifying number. They were good at speed raids and quick battles.

For any magic class, such a group of people was a nightmare. Warriors who encountered such a team had no resistance if they were caught in a pincer attack.

The tactic that this configuration was best at was allowing two dual swordsmen to quickly break through and raid opponents. If they encountered magic classes, they would instantly kill them. If they encountered tanks or defense warriors, they would hold them back fiercely, allowing the magic swordsmen to supplement magic or rush up.

"A configuration for instant kills, and two Silver Wings." Nie Yan's gaze fixed on those people, and his left hand unconsciously stroked the Zennarde's Sword.

These people were here for his Blade of the Death God. They must have accepted some kind of quest. That guy called Yougui could determine the location of the Blade of the Death God. If Nie Yan didn't take the initiative, these guys would probably follow him like a persistent ghost.

Nie Yan silently concealed himself in the nearby forest. None of the five people discovered Nie Yan's traces.

They were relatively lacking in vigilance against rogues, because magic swordsmen and dual swordsmen were both considered warriors, and their skills were obviously top-notch. In the wild, ordinary rogues would only run when they saw them; few dared to take the initiative to attack them.

"I heard that the class advancement quests for humans and orcs are very difficult. There are only twenty or so people who have successfully advanced so far. We in the Moyi Tribe already have more than three hundred Silver Wings. I wonder which is more powerful: Silver Wings or the top-tier classes of the human and orc empires?" the orc dual swordsman said, pushing aside the bushes.

"We'll only know after we've fought. The key is skill. Also, class skills are very important." Yougui was very confident in the magic swordsmen. In the Moyi Tribe, players would show envious expressions when they saw the silver wings on his back. Silver Wings was a very honorable title, and he also felt a bit proud in his heart.

Only the two of them had the Silver Wings title here. Their levels were around 130, and the other three were all over level 120. Due to their high attack, the level of Moyi Tribe players was often higher than that of the human kingdoms.

Nie Yan trailed behind them, looking for an opportunity to strike. Although he had come into contact with people from the Moyi Tribe in his previous life, he had only encountered some third-rate players. He had no idea what their top experts' skills were like, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Just as he was following behind these five people, Nie Yan received a message from Guo Huai.

"You need to be careful when you go to the Saturn Empire. Not only are the people from Angel Corps looking for you, but also people from the Undead Empire and the Moyi Tribe. The two empires' mercenary guilds have posted quests. Anyone who can get the Blade of the Death God from you will receive a marquis title and a reward of three legendary-grade equipment," Guo Huai said. After obtaining information about the Blade of the Death God from certain channels, he immediately informed Nie Yan. The Soaring Angel only had about ten or so people who knew that the Blade of the Death God was in Nie Yan's hands.

"So that's it, no wonder. I just ran into some people from the Moyi Tribe," Nie Yan suddenly realized. No wonder these five people appeared here. They must have accepted a quest to find the Blade of the Death God. A marquis title plus three legendary equipment. Even he was tempted by such a reward. This Blade of the Death God was really worth a lot of money. The fact that the two hostile empires were so eager to obtain the Blade of the Death God made Nie Yan even more curious about it.

"Has someone already targeted you?" Guo Huai asked, alarmed. They had not collected enough information about the Moyi Tribe. If they didn't experience it firsthand, they wouldn't know the effects of some of the Moyi Tribe's talents, bloodlines, and magic patterns, so the Moyi Tribe was somewhat mysterious to them.

Nie Yan shook his head and smiled, "It's not that they've targeted me, it's that I've targeted them. They should go back underground."

Guo Huai chuckled. As long as it wasn't a large-scale siege or a premeditated assassination, it would be difficult for ordinary people to deal with Nie Yan. If Nie Yan displayed all of his equipment, he could make most people back down in the face of difficulties.

"I won't chat anymore, I'll clear them out first," Nie Yan said. He saw those five people making contact with some monsters, which was definitely a good opportunity.

"Okay," Guo Huai nodded and hung up the voice call.

Nie Yan's footsteps were full of a rhythmic cadence, without a sound. At this time, he was only five yards away from one of the magic swordsmen.

After discovering a level 150 elite Mandora Snake, the two dual swordsmen rushed out like arrows, the two longswords in their hands emitting dazzling light, as fast as lightning.

The remaining three magic swordsmen imbued their longswords with magic, preparing to deal with the Mandora Snake. They had no idea that death was quietly approaching from behind.