Chapter 1 The Golden Earth Dragon

The Golden Earth Dragon issued a heavy dragon's roar, spewing mouthfuls of scorching dragon breath, rampaging and blasting players one after another. Any player was as fragile as dregs before it.

With a single breath of dragon fire, a swath of players was instantly cleared.

Streams of magic landed on the Golden Earth Dragon's body, like fireworks soaring into the sky, constantly exploding, sparks flying everywhere.

But their damage was only single digits. The high end was eight or nine points, while the low end was one or two. The Golden Earth Dragon's health, however, was as high as 500,000. It wasn't going to be easy for the players to pile on enough damage to kill it.

The players were divided into several camps, carefully watching the movements of the other factions.

Not only Triumph, Holy Flames of Light, Galan Temple, and the Holy Roman Empire, but many guilds couldn't resist the temptation of the Golden Earth Dragon and appeared here as well. Splendid Shrine, Horizontal and Vertical, Dark Rangers, Totem Belief, and so on, there were more than a dozen guilds in total.

Tens of thousands of people gathered here, making it impossible to distinguish who was who.

The scene was a chaotic mess.

Due to the addition of many other guilds, the four guilds of the Holy Roman Empire, Galan Temple, Holy Flames of Light, and Triumph Empire were all relatively cautious. Apart from these four guilds, the other guilds were second-tier, but their strength should not be underestimated. The four major guilds couldn't afford to offend everyone. Therefore, everyone was restrained, avoiding feuds with other guilds. If there were only the four guilds of Triumph and the others, the place would probably have turned into a melee long ago.

They all wanted to snatch the items dropped by the Golden Earth Dragon!

Especially the Horn of the Golden Earth Dragon!

Many people knew their strength was insufficient, but they still wanted to come and pick up a bargain. If they managed to grab this kind of top-quality equipment, it would be a windfall.

Nie Yan used the Weaver's Ring to leap onto a large tree and survey the area from a high vantage point. Soon, he found the people from the Holy Roman Empire and Galan Temple. They occupied the northeast corner. Half-Asleep Fox was standing at the front, along with several warriors, with a large number of mages behind them, constantly casting attack spells.

The Triumph Empire and Holy Flames of Light occupied the southwest direction, separated by a large number of people from other guilds. They couldn't fight even if they wanted to.

Under the powerful output of the guilds' mages, the Golden Earth Dragon's health dropped by about 60%.

"How many brothers have been killed by the Golden Earth Dragon in the past ten minutes?" Half-Asleep Fox turned his head and asked Undying Berserker and the others.

"More than six hundred have died," Undying Berserker said.

Half-Asleep Fox was shocked. The loss was too terrifying.

The Golden Earth Dragon's dragon breath was too strong. They tried their best not to attract the Golden Earth Dragon's attention, but so many people still died.

The players from each guild were trying their best to control their spell damage, avoiding having the Golden Earth Dragon's attention focused on them, but they still couldn't avoid losses. But if they completely gave up attacking, the Golden Earth Dragon's health would quickly recover. Therefore, everyone had to maintain their attacks, otherwise all their previous efforts would be in vain.

No one could say for sure how these guilds were dragged into it.

The Horn of the Golden Earth Dragon was too attractive. Everyone wanted to get their hands on it. A group of warriors and thieves were at the front, ready to take action and snatch it as soon as the Golden Earth Dragon died.

In addition, there was a lot of private infighting. The four super guilds had fought countless times, and the smaller guilds had their own grievances.

"How long have you been fighting?" Nie Yan asked in the guild chat.

"The Golden Earth Dragon was discovered about two hours ago. We fought with Holy Flames of Light and the Triumph Empire five times. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. These dozen or so guilds just reached a temporary truce, first to kill the Golden Earth Dragon, and then resolve their own grievances after the Golden Earth Dragon dies. We've been cooperating for almost half an hour," Half-Asleep Fox said. His goal was just to get the Horn of the Golden Earth Dragon!

This item was enough to make everyone covet it.

Nie Yan looked towards the Triumph Empire and Holy Flames of Light. There were many familiar figures over there: Orange, Skinny Dog. The elites of the Triumph Empire were mostly in the Carol City prison, with very few remaining. As for the other side, the Holy Flames of Light, Nie Yan saw a familiar figure, Nightbreak Warlock!

Although Nie Yan had never met Nightbreak Warlock in person, he had seen the video Half-Asleep Fox gave him, so he could be considered to have seen Nightbreak Warlock and could recognize him.

The azure blue mage robe was covered with strange runes, giving off a strange feeling.

That was a set of Seeker's Robes, the best level 30 set.

Nie Yan squatted on a branch, a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth. If Nightbreak Warlock was killed in full view of the Holy Flames of Light players, what kind of blow would that be to Holy Flames of Light!

He didn't know how good Nightbreak Warlock's skills were, but one thing was certain: this guy was definitely not simple.

In his previous life, Nightbreak Warlock was very low-key. His name never appeared on the level rankings, and his name never appeared on the grand mage rankings either. However, he heard in his previous life that he was a grand mage, and a very strong one at that. It's just that players weren't sure, because Nightbreak Warlock traveled very discreetly and rarely took action.

With so many Holy Flames of Light players around, Nie Yan couldn't say for sure that he could kill Nightbreak Warlock. It would be very difficult.

But there was a tendon in Nie Yan's bones that was stirring.

His personality was full of adventurous elements. He liked to do exciting things.

Looking at the Golden Earth Dragon in the center, it was undoubtedly extremely powerful, strong in close combat, and its dragon breath could be sprayed from a distance.

Nie Yan suddenly had an idea. The Golden Earth Dragon in the center could also be used!

The mages' attacks on the Golden Earth Dragon only did single-digit damage. If Nie Yan's damage to the Golden Earth Dragon exceeded double digits, he would immediately attract the Golden Earth Dragon's aggro.

The corners of Nie Yan's mouth curled up slightly. He had a plan!

Just as he made up his mind and was about to implement it, he saw fifty or sixty figures from the Holy Flames of Light camp enter stealth mode and move towards the Holy Roman Empire.

The target of these thieves was Half-Asleep Fox!

Holy Flames of Light provided ample cover for these thieves, so Half-Asleep Fox didn't know that there were thieves coming from the Holy Flames of Light side at all.

With so many thieves, if they locked onto a single target, that person would definitely die!

While Nie Yan was thinking about how to kill Nightbreak Warlock and strike at the morale of Holy Flames of Light, Nightbreak Warlock naturally targeted Half-Asleep Fox, who was standing in the front row.

If Half-Asleep Fox died, it would be like cutting off half the spirit and energy of the entire Holy Roman Empire!

"Fox, be careful, there are thieves coming from the Holy Flames of Light side!" Nie Yan sent a message to Half-Asleep Fox, leaped down from the tree, and flew towards Half-Asleep Fox like an arrow.

His speed was as fast as a startled goose, skimming across the uneven ground.

Half-Asleep Fox was concentrating on directing the players to output damage in an orderly manner. The warriors were already prepared to compete with the people from other guilds for equipment. At this moment, he suddenly received a message from Nie Yan.

Half-Asleep Fox was shocked and shouted, "Priests, Illuminate!"

White light balls flew into the sky, and white light poured down, illuminating dozens of figures. They were almost sticking to the back of the Golden Earth Dragon.

Because the Golden Earth Dragon's attention was completely focused on the mages, constantly spewing dragon breath and sweeping away one player after another, it didn't notice the thieves passing by its side.

At this moment, the Golden Earth Dragon's giant tail slammed down, hitting a thief. A damage number of -723 floated above the thief's head, and he fell to the ground and died instantly.

Out of the fifty or sixty people, there was only one unlucky guy.

The others safely passed through the Golden Earth Dragon and rushed straight at Half-Asleep Fox.

The route that Nightbreak Warlock chose for these thieves was extremely tricky. They rushed towards Half-Asleep Fox at the fastest speed.

Like a sharp knife piercing through, it was truly sharp and incomparable.

By the time the priests' illumination revealed these thieves, they were already close at hand.

Half-Asleep Fox understood what his death meant to the Holy Roman Empire, so he didn't act on impulse and quickly retreated.

"Berserker, Raging Tides, cover me!" Half-Asleep Fox shouted. Undying Berserker and Raging Tides surged up from both sides, trying to block the thieves.

However, there were too few people around Half-Asleep Fox. How could they withstand the attacks of fifty or sixty thieves!

More than a dozen thieves pounced on Undying Berserker and Raging Tides. Facing so many thieves, they could only parry.

A figure flashed and appeared on Half-Asleep Fox's retreat route. The dagger in his hand stabbed down at Half-Asleep Fox's forehead.

The dagger cut through the air!

Such fast movements. Half-Asleep Fox raised his greatsword to block, and a crisp sound rang out.

The greatsword and dagger collided.

Half-Asleep Fox was also a famous figure. Although he was the guild leader and was busy with affairs, his skills hadn't declined.

Only then did Half-Asleep Fox see the other party's face clearly. The other party was in his thirties, with a scar across his face and a stubble beard, looking somewhat desolate, leaving a very deep impression.

Moxie, the number one thief of Holy Flames of Light! (Moxie means strange assassin)

It was said that this guy was a retired veteran from the battlefield, a professional player, who later joined Holy Flames of Light and quickly became the number one thief of Holy Flames of Light. His skills were definitely top-notch.

He didn't expect to meet him here!

Moxie blocked Half-Asleep Fox, preventing him from escaping. A group of thieves swarmed up. Even if Half-Asleep Fox had strong defense, he couldn't resist the siege of so many thieves.

Bang, bang, bang. The mages' magic from the Holy Roman Empire blasted several thieves around Half-Asleep Fox away.

But more thieves pounced on him.

Concussion!

Half-Asleep Fox used Concussion to knock more than a dozen thieves around him away and was about to escape when a cold light flashed and a dagger pierced into the back of Half-Asleep Fox's head, blood splattering.