Chapter 15 The Rescue

The six still alive, including Nie Yan and Tang Yao, were all super red names. If they died, it would be a heavy blow. All the equipment they painstakingly accumulated would be dropped, and they would lose several levels. All their efforts since the game launched would be in vain. This was incredibly frustrating.

They couldn't care less. They had already killed so many people that they were seeing red.

Nie Yan killed six people in a row, then relied on his keen reflexes to hack five more to death. His red name was like blood, dazzlingly bright.

Among these six, Nie Yan, Tang Yao, and Huanghun were the most terrifying, each having killed more than ten people.

"Nie, hang in there! My boss is almost here!" Huanghun shouted in the team chat. He had done everything he could.

More than a dozen spells rained down from the sky, knocking Huanghun away. He fell to the ground, his equipment scattered everywhere.

*Would the Holy Roman Empire come?* Nie Yan wondered. If the Holy Roman Empire came, it would mean a complete break with Triumph. Would the Holy Roman Empire take that risk?

Just then, earth-shattering shouts suddenly erupted outside the arena. A group of two or three hundred players wearing various mismatched pieces of equipment rushed in from all directions.

"Purple Mad Blade, you said you'd give us contribution points when we got back!"

"Wandering Snail, you have to keep your word!"

"Don't worry, we guarantee it with the reputation of the Niu Ren Tribe. All the brothers here today will be honorary members of the Niu Ren Tribe!" Guo Huai said decisively.

"Long live Purple Mad Blade! Long live Wandering Snail! Kill Triumph!"

"Kill!"

Nie Yan originally didn't have any hope for the newly formed Niu Ren Tribe. After all, the players had just joined the guild. Why would they risk their lives for him? They didn't have any sense of belonging to the guild yet. Asking them to offend the people of Triumph was a dangerous thing. What if the Niu Ren Tribe collapsed in the future? However, as soon as they were surrounded, Tang Yao had told Hao Cheng, Guo Huai, and the others. Hao Cheng, Guo Huai, and Zhao Li panicked and quickly gathered a large group of people, promising them a certain amount of guild contribution.

When some of the players heard that the Niu Ren Tribe's boss was in trouble, they could get guild contribution points for saving him. Many of them joined the Niu Ren Tribe because they couldn't stand Triumph. They weren't high level, mostly only around levels seven or eight, but they were enthusiastic. Hao Cheng, Guo Huai, and the others managed to gather two or three hundred out of five or six thousand players, and they rushed over in a hurry. When they saw the people of Triumph besieging Nie Yan and the others, they charged in.

"Save the boss!"

"Those Triumph bastards, I'm going to kill you!"

Skinny Dog, Underworld Fire, and the others laughed when they saw this ragtag army. Skinny Dog used Assassinate on a thief who was charging toward him, instantly knocking him down.

Skinny Dog and the others were at least level ten, while these players were only around level seven or eight, so it was practically one hit each.

The players were wiped out, thirty of them being killed immediately. The remaining ones charged in, disrupting Triumph's rhythm. They displayed an indomitable spirit, with six or seven people attacking one, taking down several of them, mostly mages.

Even if it was five-for-one, six-for-one, or even more, it was worth it. These were all Triumph's elites!

Losing one or two thousand players meant nothing to the powerful Triumph, but losing a hundred or so elite players would be a huge blow.

The fact was, even elite players could be hacked to death by a mob.

The appearance of the two hundred-plus players from the Niu Ren Tribe immediately eased the pressure on Nie Yan and the others. With Yu Lan at the head and Nie Yan at the rear, Yue'er, Yao Yao, and Tang Yao followed closely behind, trying to break through the encirclement.

When Skinny Dog and Underworld Fire saw that Nie Yan and the others were trying to escape, they shouted anxiously in the team chat, "Don't let Nie Yan and Tang Yao get away! Kill them!"

Skinny Dog pounced towards Nie Yan.

Several spells accompanied by a barrage of arrows soared through the air, crashing down on Nie Yan.

If those arrows landed, Nie Yan would be dead! In such a narrow area, Nie Yan had no chance to dodge. He downed a bottle of low-level instant health potion, preparing to resign himself to fate. If he had a medium-level instant health potion, he might be able to block it for a moment, but the medium-level instant health potions at Starry Night Pharmacy hadn't been made yet.

Yu Lan twisted sideways, blocking Nie Yan's flank. *Bang, bang, bang,* the dense magical and arrow attacks hit her, knocking her away and scattering her equipment on the ground.

Nie Yan was stunned. He didn't expect Yu Lan to block that attack for him.

A group of Niu Ren Tribe warriors rushed in, and although they were insignificant in the eyes of Triumph, they still charged in bravely.

Another wave of spells rained down, accompanied by five or six flashes of white light.

Guo Huai, Hao Cheng, and the others led their men to Nie Yan's side.

"Nie Yan, Yaozi, we're here!" Hao Cheng's large figure stood in front of Nie Yan, immediately shielding him from most of the attacks.

"Cover Nie Yan and Yaozi so they can break through!" Nie Yan and Tang Yao were too important to the newly formed Niu Ren Tribe!

Under the intense fire, several more Niu Ren Tribe players were killed.

Most of the two hundred-plus Niu Ren Tribe players were level seven or eight. They were too weak. In a short time, only fifty or sixty of them remained. Triumph's players also suffered heavy casualties, with only one hundred fifty or sixty left.

Skinny Dog led a dozen thieves, quickly flanking Nie Yan and the others.

"Die!" Skinny Dog's dagger slashed across a warrior's throat, and he quickly circled behind the warrior and used Eviscerate. With a *bang,* the level seven warrior fell to the ground and died.

The thieves' attacks were extremely fierce. They often stunned a player right away, and they could kill one in five seconds at most. The players around Nie Yan quickly dwindled.

Nie Yan and Tang Yao reached the edge of the group. Yao Yao and Yue'er had already broken through under the cover of a group of players.

"Block them! Don't let them escape!" More than a dozen thieves quickly surrounded Nie Yan and Tang Yao.

Skinny Dog lunged at Nie Yan, his dagger stabbing towards Nie Yan's face.

Nie Yan dodged Skinny Dog's attack with a Blink, and Skinny Dog followed up with a Backstab.

Nie Yan was already exhausted. He had no skills left, and his health was only a pitiful 120 points. He couldn't afford to fight, so he could only retreat repeatedly.

More than a dozen thieves had blocked Nie Yan's path.

Skinny Dog held Nie Yan back, preventing him from escaping.

Tang Yao's health was only 60 points, and the Arcane Sprite's health was only a tiny sliver. It looked like it was about to die.

Although he hated to part with the Arcane Sprite, Tang Yao made a decision. He waved the staff in his hand, and used Shriek of Terror!

"Nie Yan, I'll send you out!"

Tang Yao let out a shrill scream. The players of Triumph around him couldn't help but scatter to both sides, opening a path.

"Paladin, Holy Word!"

"Priest, Dispel!"

Underworld Fire quickly shouted from behind, telling the paladins and priests to dispel Tang Yao's Shriek of Terror.

With a *bang,* another intermediate Flash Bomb exploded in Nie Yan's hand, and the dazzling light blinded the eyes of the nearby players. Some paladins and priests didn't have time to cast their spells, and they lost their vision.

Shriek of Terror had little effect with so many enemy priests and paladins, but Nie Yan's medium-level Flash Bomb maximized the spell's effect. The thieves, blinded and terrified, immediately opened a path.

"Yaozi, there's a chance!" Nie Yan exclaimed.

"Nie Yan, go quickly! I can't escape!" Tang Yao's eyes were bloodshot. Even if he escaped, the Arcane Sprite couldn't be saved! The Arcane Sprite was his precious baby!

He had tried his best. Magic flew down, and the next moment, the Arcane Sprite would face an irreversible end!

"Kill!" Tang Yao roared, activating the Arcane Sprite's self-destruct. The Arcane Sprite swelled rapidly like a balloon, and a surge of elemental energy quickly converged, surging wildly. With a deafening boom, a powerful energy shockwave spread out, rapidly sweeping over all the Triumph players nearby.

Like a hurricane passing through, it was a force that could destroy everything!

The Arcane Sprite's self-destruct instantly swept away more than thirty Triumph players, clearing the surrounding area.

After the self-destruct, the Arcane Sprite vanished into the air. The Arcane Sprite Crystal in Tang Yao's bag slowly dimmed, turning into a lifeless stone.

Tang Yao raised his staff, his eyes filled with a hint of violent slaughter. The Arcane Sprite was gone, and his heart suddenly felt empty.

"Yaozi, let's go!" Nie Yan shouted anxiously. Although seven or eight of the surrounding thieves had been killed, there were still many left, and their fear effect was about to disappear. If they didn't run now, they wouldn't be able to escape.

Tang Yao couldn't hear Nie Yan's words at this moment. The Arcane Sprite's self-destruct had been a big blow to him, and he just wanted to kill all these bastards.

The Triumph players were frightened by the powerful force of the Arcane Sprite's self-destruct. More than thirty people were gone at once?

Including Skinny Dog, several thieves woke up. Two of them pounced on Tang Yao, and the others pounced on Nie Yan.

Nie Yan had no health and no skills. He could only dodge with a Shadow Waltz. After Tang Yao's Shriek of Terror and the Arcane Sprite's self-destruct, his skills had all cooled down. He was more than capable of taking care of himself, but Tang Yao couldn't be saved.

The three hundred-plus Triumph players were scattered and disorganized, with only a hundred or so left.

Suddenly, red clouds filled the sky, and flames soared.

"It's Blazing Meteor!" Underworld Fire exclaimed. His eyes quickly searched, and he found a player chanting a spell in the crevices of the rocks in the distance. This spell was the infamous elemental magic, Blazing Meteor.

This player looked familiar. He was from the Holy Roman Empire. Underworld Fire's heart tightened. Why were the people from the Holy Roman Empire here?

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