Nie Yan's words ignited the morale of the Ni Ren Tribe players to the highest point.

Many Ni Ren Tribe players weren't unconditionally loyal to Nie Yan, and Nie Yan didn't think he had that much charisma. However, they were part of the Ni Ren Tribe collective, surrounded by so many familiar brothers. As Nie Yan said, for the sake of the brothers around them, for the dream! They had to win. Only with the Ni Ren Tribe's strength could they rise along with it!

It was unrealistic to expect them to devote themselves entirely to the Ni Ren Tribe solely for the so-called dream. Nie Yan also provided them with comprehensive protection and very generous benefits.

The Ni Ren Tribe's benefits were so high that all guilds found them unimaginable. If they died in battle, the subsidies they received were enough to make up for all the losses. They also received extra rewards for each enemy they killed, so they could fight without worries. In addition, the Ni Ren Tribe had the most complete guild warehouse system, with equipment far superior to other guilds. Moreover, they could receive a certain fixed salary every month, which was a share of the income from various fortresses.

The high benefits made the Ni Ren Tribe a dream in the hearts of countless players. At the same time, the Ni Ren Tribe's recruitment was very strict, almost one in a thousand among ordinary players. Under such circumstances, every player who could enter the Ni Ren Tribe had a strong sense of honor, which was also the reason why they stayed in the Ni Ren Tribe.

For all these reasons, the Ni Ren Tribe had reached its current state, and the players were so united!

Nie Yan distributed the twelve Rings of Instant Teleportation to Xie Yao, Tang Yao, and others. Tang Yao's Nether Thunder Eagle was still seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle. However, the Essence Demon's Azure Winged Bird could participate in the war.

"Brothers of the Ni Ren Tribe, are you ready? If you're ready, let's go and slaughter the Mage Alliance!" Nie Yan said loudly.

"Together with boss Nie Yan, we'll slaughter the Mage Alliance!"

The Ni Ren Tribe players roared deafeningly, following behind Nie Yan and surging towards the other side of the square like a tide.

At the end of the square, the people from the Mage Alliance were gathered, occupying a corner on the other side of the square. Nie Yan received news from Guo Huai that the Mage Alliance had about 1,200 people from its main force participating in this battle, and the Holy Guardians had about 800. All were top-tier players from the two guilds. In addition, the Shiji Consortium recruited more than 900 people for them through various connections, all of whom were very strong professional players. Besides, the Shiji Consortium sent more than 60 of their direct descendants from the Wild Wolves Studio. Another noteworthy piece of news was that the people from Blood Fiend were hired by the Shiji Consortium at a high price to be their thugs.

Regarding Blood Fiend, Nie Yan guessed that they might be from an opposing force of the Ni Ren Tribe, and their participation in the Battle of Death Realm was probably to cause trouble for the Ni Ren Tribe.

As for the Wild Wolves Studio, Nie Yan had heard of them. He only knew that they were the Shiji Consortium's direct descendants, and their strength should not be underestimated. Nie Yan instructed the Ni Ren Tribe players to be careful when encountering those people.

If these were all tallied, the number of top-tier players on the Mage Alliance's side might be more than that of the Ni Ren Tribe. However, Nie Yan also saw their weaknesses. The Mage Alliance's team was too mixed. If orders were issued from above, they might not be able to implement them. In terms of cooperation, the Mage Alliance was far inferior to the Ni Ren Tribe.

Nie Yan walked towards the edge of the square, where an old man in a tattered mage robe stood. He had a white beard and white hair, and a kind face. His eyes were turbid and chaotic, and he was actually blind.

This person was Karuer, a famous NPC in Hilton Fortress. Only he could activate the Death Realm.

On the other side, Kuang Fa, wearing a gray robe, walked over, looking gloomy when he saw Nie Yan.

Karuer turned his head, his ears twitching, and locked onto their positions through the sound of their footsteps.

"Respected Mr. Karuer, please help us open the Death Realm," Nie Yan said to Karuer.

"By the will of God, the Death Realm is a dueling arena. The deceased will suffer deep calamities. In the end, only the winner can come out. Have you decided?" Karuer asked in a low, hoarse voice.

"Yes," Nie Yan nodded.

Kuang Fa also confirmed.

"After entering the Death Realm, you will be randomly teleported to a certain location. There may be many enemies around you. You must be prepared," Karuer said, introducing the rules of the Death Realm.

The stakes involved not only winning or losing but also five fortresses. Both Nie Yan and Kuang Fa were very cautious.

Nie Yan glanced at the few people behind Kuang Fa. Five players wearing black cloaks were chatting about something. From their gestures and some of their habits of holding weapons, Nie Yan could be sure that those guys were definitely experts.

Those people also looked towards Nie Yan.

"Kelo, Crow, that's Crazy Thief Nie Yan. Remember his face, and we can make a move when the time comes."

"I heard he's quite the figure. I haven't fought anyone in a long time. My hands are a little itchy." The one called Kelo cracked his knuckles and grinned.

"Don't be too careless. The name Crazy Thief Nie Yan didn't come about randomly," Crow said indifferently. He had never really liked this Westerner. Although Kelo had lived in China for so many years, he had never learned the Chinese way of dealing with things.

Nie Yan withdrew his gaze. He might encounter some strong enemies this time, but he would kill gods if they were gods and Buddhas if they were Buddhas. Nie Yan had never been afraid of anyone.

"Crazy Thief Nie Yan, no matter how lucky you were before, this time, our Mage Alliance will definitely make sure you have no return," Kuang Fa said coldly. The Shiji Consortium's full support gave him some confidence in victory.

"Just with those rabble?" Nie Yan laughed. "It's still unknown who will win. It's a bit too presumptuous to say such big words now."

Kuang Fa snorted coldly, "We'll see."

More than 90% of the players in the entire Greenland Empire were paying attention to this Death Realm war. The players watching the livestream were all guessing, who would have the last laugh between the Ni Ren Tribe and the Mage Alliance? This battle would change the entire landscape of the Greenland Empire. Regardless of victory or defeat, a war was inevitable. The winning side would definitely take advantage of the victory! In the end, a guild might be wiped off the map.

Karuer urged the staff, and the surrounding space fluctuated violently.

The players of the Mage Alliance and the Ni Ren Tribe immediately tensed up.

The Death Realm was about to open!

The space twisted for a while. Nie Yan felt as if his body was thrown into the air and then fell down. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was an endless desert. There were some high slopes in the distance, and some figures were moving around. The players encountered in the Death Realm were either their own people or enemies. All six thousand people were on this map.

Nie Yan didn't know where the others had been teleported to. He had to survive first, then gather the Ni Ren Tribe players together.

The group chat was immediately opened the moment everyone teleported into the Death Realm.

"There are no coordinates here, and we can't determine the direction. Where do we gather?" Brilliant Knife Light asked in the group chat.

"There's no way for now. Let's fight on our own for now. We should all head east, and we should be able to gather together," Nie Yan said. People with the twelve Rings of Instant Teleportation could teleport together, but for the time being, it was enough to maintain contact.

News came from the group chat that some Ni Ren Tribe players had already encountered people from the Mage Alliance and had exchanged fire. Six people from the Ni Ren Tribe had died, and the Mage Alliance had suffered seven casualties. Nie Yan's instructions to them were to kill whoever they could. If they couldn't guarantee victory, it was better to avoid them and preserve their strength.

The map of the Death Realm was continuous, with various terrains, including plains, deserts, swamps, mountains, and hills. Nie Yan activated Gale Steps and flew towards the east. There were about a dozen figures gathered on the high slope ahead. Because the distance was too far, Nie Yan couldn't see clearly which side they were on. He entered Stealth and approached the group.

These ten or so people all wore the Mage Alliance's special symbol. The Mage Alliance's symbol was a golden medal with a Bauhinia vine running horizontally through it, while the Ni Ren Tribe's symbol was a silver-white medal with a Minotaur Tribe totem engraved on it. The two were easy to distinguish.

"Brothers on the other side, let's go together. I'm from Holy Guardian."

"I'm from the Mage Alliance."

"I'm from Brilliant Studio."

These ten or so people were a veritable rabble, with all sorts of people. Their levels were probably around level 70. Being able to reach level 70 at this time was already very good. Their equipment was also very good, at least Dark Gold-grade.

There were eleven of them in total, two Thieves, three Warriors, and six Mages. There were no Knights or Priests. They must have received news from the guild to go west. Nie Yan pondered for a moment and trailed behind them.

None of these people noticed that they were being followed.

The Thieves among them went ahead to scout the way, the Warriors opened the way in front, and the Mages followed closely behind. Although it was only their first time cooperating, everyone was a top-tier player with a very high awareness, and their actions were quite tacit.

This group of people came down from the high slope and entered a forest.

Nie Yan stopped at the edge of the forest, looked at the dense trees, gripped his dagger, and smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth.

The hunt was about to begin, and these eleven people were all his prey!

Once in a terrain like a forest, the Thief was the undisputed king.

The overly dense forest was no longer suitable for the movements of the huge Golden Earth Dragon, so Nie Yan didn't summon the Golden Earth Dragon.