Chapter 195 Regrouping

(Some mistakes appeared earlier, and Snail has corrected them. Whew, Snail is a mess...)

Nie Yan knew very little about the War Shadow Dance. He wasn't sure who had obtained this title in his past life, or if it had ever appeared at all. He also didn't know much about the skills and talents of the War Shadow Dance.

War Shadow Dance was the second advanced title after Nie Yan's Holy Shadow Dance. He wondered what the difference was compared to the Holy Shadow Dance.

It was as if some kind of destiny was at play, awarding the War Shadow Dance title to Smiling Notsomuch. Nie Yan used his rebirth to change everything, and although fate had changed its course, it had corrected certain things again.

Nie Yan went to see Smiling Notsomuch as soon as possible.

Smiling Notsomuch had just finished a mission and was now in the guild headquarters preparing consumables, ready to set off for leveling. His level had fallen too far behind.

The two met in the lobby of the guild headquarters.

Smiling's equipment had been completely renewed. What shocked Nie Yan was that Smiling wasn't wearing leather armor like other thieves, but a set of light armor. Thieves were restricted to wearing cloth or leather armor, unable to wear plate armor, but the War Shadow Dance obviously broke this rule.

The suit of silver-gray metal armor, although the color was very dim and probably quite old, was very exquisitely crafted. Various strange runes were engraved on each joint, emitting a faint magical halo.

This was rune light armor. Among all light armor, its defense was the highest, comparable to heavy armor. And because it was lighter, it had minimal impact on speed. It was definitely a rare find. The pieces of light armor on Smiling were at least sub-legendary grade or higher.

"I heard you switched to War Shadow Dance. Feels good?" Nie Yan asked. Smiling looked heroic in his light armor.

"Yeah, this class suits me better. Thieves have too little defense. After switching to War Shadow Dance, I have a defense stat bonus, similar to a ranger, but the thief's strong crowd control hasn't fallen behind," Smiling Notsomuch said with a simple and honest smile.

The two chatted for a while, and Smiling shared the War Shadow Dance's information with Nie Yan. Nie Yan had a clearer understanding of the War Shadow Dance's various skills. In some respects, the War Shadow Dance inherited some of the warrior's talents. Defense and health were greatly enhanced, and there were some acceleration skills similar to charge, and control skills similar to hamstring. Using these skills in battle could definitely achieve unexpected combat results.

Seeing Smiling Notsomuch's satisfied expression with the War Shadow Dance, some of the small knots in Nie Yan's heart were completely untied. After all, in this life, he had snatched Smiling's Holy Shadow Dance title. If Smiling was a stranger, Nie Yan wouldn't feel guilty, but later Smiling became a brother of the Nirvana Guild, and Nie Yan felt a bit apologetic whenever he thought about it.

"While you were away, Xia Chong Yu Bing (SummerBugTalksIce) switched to an Archmage and went underground with Sun, Wang Zhe Tian Xia (King's World) and fourteen others. Sun and Wang Zhe Tian Xia know you switched to War Shadow Dance, and they probably feel the pressure," Nie Yan said with a smile. He remembered that Sun had successfully switched to Shadow Hunter in his previous life. He wondered what would happen in this life.

"I have to familiarize myself with the War Shadow Dance's skills first and practice leveling. They're all almost twenty levels higher than me." Smiling Notsomuch felt a little depressed when he thought of this. He had spent too much time on the War Shadow Dance advancement quest. Advancing to War Shadow Dance was really not an easy thing.

"You really should practice. The War Shadow Dance's fighting style should be very different from ordinary thieves."

"The Grindylow Empire has stabilized. What are your plans next?"

"I'm going to make a trip to the Sartre Empire."

"The Sartre Empire?" Smiling Notsomuch frowned. That was Angel Corp's territory. "Is it okay for you to go alone? Do you want me to go with you?"

"No need. I'm not going to the Sartre Empire to cause trouble for Angel Corp, but to do a Thief's Heart quest. You level up first. Get some Flame Blast Bombs from Zi Yan and level up using the method I used before. It'll definitely be awesome," Nie Yan said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful." Smiling Notsomuch said. After thinking about it, Nie Yan should be fine alone. At this stage, there was basically no one who could kill Nie Yan. None of their top-tier players dared to PK with Nie Yan, because it wasn't PK, it was purely asking for abuse.

After the two parted, Smiling Notsomuch went to Zi Yan to get Flame Blast Bombs for leveling, while Nie Yan prepared to travel to the Sartre Empire.

Guo Huai said that a mysterious tribe in the Abernathy Prairie, called the Sala tribe, had opened a mysterious store in the north of Okoron City. The requirements for players entering the store were extremely high. The title had to be at least Earl or higher to enter.

The Sala tribe did not belong to the orcs, but their bodies were much more sturdy than ordinary humans. They often wore strange costumes, necklaces made of human bones around their necks, and their bodies were dyed with white, green, or red paint. They were a minority tribe, but all the NPCs who passed by that store were very respectful of them.

Listening to Guo Huai's descriptions, Nie Yan thought of a race that fit the description very well, the barbarians.

The race of Kelo, God of War, the barbarians had many branches. This Sala tribe might be one of them.

Following the streets of Okoron City, Nie Yan wore a cloak and walked all the way towards the direction of the mysterious store.

When passing by the auction house, Nie Yan glanced inside. The auction house was crowded with people and quite lively.

Just as he was about to continue walking, some calls for sale came into Nie Yan's ears.

"Level 100 Warrior Dark Gold Croatian Battle Axe, Level 115 Paladin Dark Gold Brilliant Sword, trading for equipment of the same level for mages, come and trade!" a player shouted loudly.

This shout was so familiar to the bone that Nie Yan stopped in his tracks and showed a look of ecstasy.

He looked towards the source of the sound. A tall mage in a dark blue robe, with a physique as strong as an ox, came into Nie Yan's view. The mage was setting up a stall selling things. The dark gold battle axe and brilliant sword were both good items.

Looking at Han Lei's somewhat rough face, with his stubble beard, a long-lost memory welled up in his heart.

Back then, Nie Yan had quite a few brothers in the game, but many of them could no longer be found. Although Nie Yan was the guild leader of the Nirvana Guild, it was still quite difficult to find a few people in the vast sea of people. And what name would Nie Yan use to find them? Those people no longer recognized him. If he openly looked for people everywhere, he might be thought to be putting out a hit list. Even if they met again, Nie Yan recognized them, but they didn't recognize him, what use would that be?

However, this tall mage in front of him was a special case. This guy was called Han Lei, his game ID was Fan Hua Yi Jiu (Prosperity Remains), and he was a childhood buddy of Nie Yan. He used to study with Nie Yan in Ningjiang. He transferred to another place in the second year of junior high school and lost contact. When he was a junior in college, that kid ran into Tang Yao and asked Tang Yao for Nie Yan's phone number. The two chatted about Faith and met in the game. Later, Nie Yan joined their team.

He was very tall and was a good material for playing a warrior, but he insisted on learning the mage profession. However, this guy was very good at playing mages, his skills were very high. Everyone thought he was the most promising to break through to the top-tier class, but he failed later because his equipment was too bad.

When Nie Yan first joined the team, his level was only in the eighties. Han Lei was already over level 120 at that time. He spent a full twenty days bringing Nie Yan's level up bit by bit. If it wasn't for Han Lei's help, he wouldn't even have been qualified to join the team. Later, he received a lot of care from Han Lei. Together they ground for experience, leveled up, and were hunted down by the Victorious Return Empire. That period of time was a very deep memory for Nie Yan.

Han Lei's voice settings were set to Do Not Disturb, and Nie Yan didn't know how to contact him. He didn't expect to meet him here. A complex emotion welled up from the bottom of his heart.

In this life, many things had changed beyond recognition. His former brother was right in front of him, but he couldn't recognize him.

What to do?

Nie Yan hesitated for a moment. Turning around and leaving like this was not his style.

Do not forget each other in wealth and glory, that is the true meaning of brotherhood!

He was now Mad Rogue Nie Yan, the guild leader of the Nirvana Guild, and his situation was completely different from his previous life, but his original intention had not changed.

Although a lifetime had passed, Nie Yan didn't want the friendship of the past to be interrupted. After thinking about it, he walked straight over.

"Hey, brother, you look a lot like a brother of mine from before." Nie Yan couldn't help scratching his head. This was really a clumsy pickup line, but he still opened the conversation.

"This brother, I only trade these equipment, I don't sell them, no bargaining." Han Lei reached out to block Nie Yan, interrupting Nie Yan's words. He sized up Nie Yan. Nie Yan was hidden in a black robe, unable to see what he looked like, which made him wary.

Nie Yan was slightly stunned and suddenly understood that Han Lei regarded him as a passerby who came to bargain. He couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not here to buy something," Nie Yan explained with a smile.

Han Lei stared at Nie Yan. There were many liars in Faith. When they encountered stalls, they often took the initiative to strike up conversations. Many people were deceived and had their things stolen, and they didn't realize it until they had waited for a long time. When they committed crimes, they usually wore cloaks like Nie Yan, not showing their true faces.

Looking at Han Lei's eyes, Nie Yan immediately understood what this guy was thinking. He was dumbfounded. After thinking about it, he still took off his cloak, revealing his face.

Han Lei's gaze fell on Nie Yan's face. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

"Mad... Rogue Nie Yan? Bro... Brother, do I know you?" Han Lei's voice was a little stammering. When he saw Nie Yan's face, his mind went blank. He really wanted to slap himself. Was he dreaming now? Even setting up a stall could be struck up with by Mad Rogue Nie Yan. What kind of world was this?