Chapter 1 The Apex Battle

In the past few days, all players' attention had been focused on the Abernathy Great Plains and the Barren Plains. The six or seven million troops were a shocking sight to behold. This would undoubtedly be a true peak showdown, a battle of kings. After this battle, the entire Light Faction would welcome its true master. And the defeated side would eventually dissipate into smoke and ashes, becoming dust in history.

Just as the players were guessing when the decisive battle would come, the Angel Corps and the Century Financial Group's troops slowly moved, like rolling waves in the sea, sweeping towards this side.

Nie Yan stood on the back of the Darkwing Dragon, looking down from above. He saw millions of troops slowly moving forward, the heavy sound like muffled thunder, approaching from far away.

Thousands of catapults were also slowly moving across the plains, heading this way.

"Finally, the war is about to begin!" Nie Yan looked into the distance, his thoughts far away. In his previous life, he was nothing more than an ant that Cao Xu could crush with one foot. He endured countless humiliations, silently biding his time, and finally exchanged it for a fatal blow against Cao Xu. But in this life, he finally stood at the same height as Cao Xu, commanding thousands of troops to fight to the death. For Nie Yan's life, this was a magnificent thing. A flash of brilliance suddenly flashed in his eyes. Cao Xu, are you ready? In this life, I will trample you under my feet and never let you rise again!

The Darkwing Dragon flew out alone, Nie Yan standing proudly on the head of the Darkwing Dragon.

The two million players below looked up at Nie Yan. In their hearts, Nie Yan was as supreme as a god. They were all eagerly waiting for Nie Yan's order.

"In today's battle, our brothers will share honor and disgrace, break through the enemy lines, and kill the enemy! Let the Angel Corps and the Century Financial Group all get lost! Everyone, give me twelve points of energy and spirit, kill them until they don't have a single piece of armor left, and let them see the power of our Niu Ren Tribe! Unify the entire Light Faction, and from now on, everywhere you look on the Atlantean continent will be our territory!" A surge of blood rushed to Nie Yan's head. This battle today was crucial, so there was only one option: break the cauldrons and sink the boats, fight to the death, and resolutely said, "Unify the continent, dominate the world! Kill!"

Nie Yan's voice was like thunder, captivating all the Niu Ren Tribe players present. Unifying the continent and dominating the world were just jokes in the real world. However, when everyone entered *Faith*, and truly entered this virtual game world, they no longer felt it was a joke. This was a virtual world, but also a real world. Everyone around was alive, with their own thoughts. Everyone was like they had come to an ancient magical world. The joys, sorrows, and joys here were no different from the real world. Which man didn't have the dream of riding across the country? The real world was bound by various rules, suppressing human nature. Dreams were worn away by reality, and people became domesticated livestock. Only here did they find their true selves, and their own blood and passion.

Unifying the continent and dominating the world were magnificent feats. All the Niu Ren Tribe players also felt their blood boiling, and they roared like thunder, each one like a howling wolf.

"Unify the continent, dominate the world, kill!" Everyone felt like they had become medieval warriors, fighting on the battlefield for glory and conquest. Everything around them, including the environment, the attire of their friends, the catapults, and the city walls behind them, gave them this illusion.

The Niu Ren Tribe camp erupted with a powerful and vigorous aura, and the two million troops rushed towards the Angel Corps and the Century Financial Group's troops in a mighty manner.

"Catapults, enter range!"

"Load, launch!"

"Warriors, charge!"

"Mages, cover!"

The front troops began to make contact. Guo Huai suddenly became nervous, and together with more than three hundred players, he kept issuing orders. Countless iron projectiles whistled through the sky, falling towards the opponent's camp. Every time an iron projectile landed, people were thrown off their feet and horses collapsed, with screams echoing everywhere.

In such a chaotic situation, even superb skills would be difficult to use. They relied on fierce offensives and large numbers. Countless summoned creatures were summoned, including bears, lions, succubi, demon guards, and fire demons. They were everywhere.

Countless players and creatures fought frantically. Of course, this was just the initial confrontation. Overall, the rear was still calm. Two armies of millions would naturally not fall into a full-scale melee so quickly. It would definitely take a few days to determine the winner.

"Nie Yan, you command here, we'll go down and have some fun!" Brilliant Knife Light said with a smile. Seeing the front line fighting so fiercely, they couldn't hold back any longer.

"Be careful." Nie Yan nodded. The eyes of the entire Niu Ren Tribe were focused on him. He couldn't join the battle yet. Otherwise, he would have wanted to go down himself. It wouldn't hurt to let Brilliant Knife Light and the others go down. They could gain some advantages, and with their skills, even if they encountered danger, they could turn it into safety.

"Then we're going down, we'll kill them until they don't have a single piece of armor left." Lei Su said with great interest.

More than a dozen flying mounts suddenly swooped down, and Brilliant Knife Light, Water Color Smog, Lei Su, and others simply jumped down.

As soon as Brilliant Knife Light, Water Color Smog, Lei Su, and others joined the battle, the front line became lively. Brilliant Knife Light and the others were top-tier professional players who had advanced a long time ago. How could their strength be compared to those ordinary players of the Angel Corps and the Century Financial Group?

"Knife Light, Water Color, you're over there, I'm over here." Tang Yao said, waving his staff. A huge black fireball appeared out of thin air in the sky, whistling and smashing down. With a loud bang, the flames devoured a large group of Angel Corps players, and the flames burned fiercely, stretching endlessly.

Encountering such a great battle, Tang Yao, a cloth-robed mage, naturally didn't dare to rush to the front, but he hid behind and released magic, and his power was extremely amazing, like a whirlwind sweeping away hundreds of people in an instant.

Tang Yao's attack was so devastating that it quickly attracted the attention of the Angel Corps. Hearing a sharp sound of breaking through the air, Tang Yao was shocked. He looked up and was startled. He saw dense black iron projectiles whistling towards him.

"My God." Tang Yao cried out in surprise, and with a few flashes, he dodged away. With a bang, dozens of iron projectiles landed in the place where he had been standing, and it was swallowed by flames.

The ironclad catapults on both sides did not dare to enter each other's range, so they could only strafe the other's crowds. Thousands of catapults were constantly firing iron projectiles on the long battle line. The amount of iron projectiles fired every second was quite amazing, and the damage caused was extremely terrifying.

The battle had only been going on for a while, and no one knew how many people had been sent to the graveyard. It was estimated that the graveyard was already overcrowded.

Ballistic catapults didn't have so many concerns. Relying on their extremely long range, they fiercely smashed the opponent's ironclad catapults. The only annoying thing was that ballistic catapults could only fire one iron projectile, and the attack power was not strong enough. Even if they hit the ironclad catapults, they could only cause minor damage. Only by attacking together with dozens of ballistic catapults could they destroy one ironclad catapult.

A group of top professional mages could only hide behind and use long-range magic attacks. Even the strongest top professional mages would only be courting death if they went to the front. On the other hand, warriors like Brilliant Knife Light, Water Color Smog, and Lei Su didn't have so many concerns. Their terrifying defense was enough to ignore the attacks of the players in front.

"Knife Light, how about we compare who kills more people?" Water Color Smog held his sword horizontally, and said with great pride.

"You're a Berserker, I'm a bit at a disadvantage." Brilliant Knife Light said while slashing and killing one person with a flick of his wrist.

"I'll give you a hundred." Water Color Smog thought for a while. He did have an advantage in comparing the number of kills with Brilliant Knife Light. Berserkers had a wide range of damage and many group attack skills, so he said.

"What's the bet?" Brilliant Knife Light asked.

"The loser treats to a drink."

"Okay, should we start counting now?" Brilliant Knife Light smiled.

"Count me in." Lei Su, who was not far away, also interjected in the team chat.

"Okay, let's start!" Water Color Smog said.

As soon as Water Color Smog finished speaking, the three of them suddenly strengthened their attacks, like a sharp knife, and fiercely inserted themselves into the heart of the Angel Corps.

The greatsword in Lei Su's hand was more than two yards long, almost the same as his height. He let out a low roar, and swung the greatsword in his hand. A sword shadow more than ten yards long appeared out of thin air, and slashed down on the Angel Corps' troops. With a loud bang, it exploded among the Angel Corps players, and dozens of people were blown away. Lei Su put away the greatsword, and smiled slightly. This sword took fifty-six.

"Good kid, this guy came prepared. It seems we'll fall behind if we don't step it up." Water Color Smog saw Lei Su's huge sword shadow, and smiled. He let out a violent shout, charged into the crowd with a charge, and a violent Whirlwind Slash instantly killed more than thirty people around him.

War God Descends! Brilliant Knife Light used a skill, and a huge golden armored war god appeared behind him, and pressed down with a palm. With a loud bang, he slapped the several well-equipped warriors who rushed over to death on the ground.

Everyone displayed their strengths, and there was simply no match for them. Even if the top professional players from the Angel Corps and the Century Financial Group came over, they could only avoid their sharp edges.

Cao Xu looked at the video from the front line battlefield, his face uncertain. Brilliant Knife Light, Water Color Smog, Lei Su, Yao Zi, and so on. These names made Cao Xu feel very upset. He really couldn't figure out how so many experts were recruited by Crazy Thief Nie Yan. Any one of them, placed in other guilds, or even the Angel Corps and the Century Financial Group, would be top-tier experts. If they were willing to join him, he would not hesitate to offer an amazing price. However, these people were all recruited by the Niu Ren Tribe. It was these people who assisted the Niu Ren Tribe to reach its peak and create the glory of the Niu Ren Tribe today. He really couldn't figure out why these people were flocking to the Niu Ren Tribe?