Chapter 1 New Developments

Three years had passed. Faith Online released two new dungeons: Chaos Sanctuary and Sword of the War God. The release of these new dungeons accelerated the leveling process, and more players successfully transferred to top-tier classes. Top-tier classes were no longer a rarity. Powerful equipment also flowed out from the Chaos Sanctuary and the Sword of the War God.

After three years of development, the strength of the Niuren Tribe had reached an astonishing level. The Niuren Tribe itself had as many as one million players. Adding up the thirty-odd branches, they had at least seven or eight million players. There were tens of thousands of top-tier class holders alone.

During the time that Nie Yan was away, many talented individuals emerged in the Light Faction. There was no shortage of people who were stunningly brilliant. There were quite a few who could challenge Brilliant Knife Light, Sun, and others. Countless people had entered the ranks of experts through various fortuitous encounters.

As for the Dark Faction, Fallen Angel was also thriving, not inferior to the Niuren Tribe in the slightest. Although the two giants occasionally had friction, they had no intention of starting a war. If they did, it would only result in mutual destruction.

Shuise Yantou walked into the Starry Night Pharmacy. The Starry Night Pharmacy in Okoron City was a level 16 building. It occupied a vast area and was full of Abernathy-style spire-shaped buildings, giving it an ancient and magical feeling.

As he made his way inside, he found it packed with people. The daily transaction volume of the Starry Night Pharmacy was terrifying. There were nearly sixty counters in the hall, and hundreds of clerks were constantly busy. The shelves behind them were filled with hundreds of thousands of bottles of potions, a dazzling array that was overwhelming.

He went all the way to the innermost side hall, which only Niuren Tribe players could enter. There were already more than a dozen people waiting there.

"Shuise, you're late." An arcane mage next to him smiled slightly. The speaker was Tang Yao, who was wearing a set of silver-gray DeLankdor arcane robes, a level 200 legendary item. He held a long Staff of Dark Heritage. On top of the staff, a black crystal ball, nebulae formed from arcane magic elements flowed slowly. To his left hovered a black sprite, only a little taller than Tang Yao's knee. It had two pairs of black, slightly transparent wings on its back, which fluttered non-stop. Each time it flapped, magic vortexes appeared around it.

"Sorry, I ran into a little trouble on the way," Shuise Yantou said apologetically with a smile.

Shuise Yantou looked around. They were all familiar faces, but because everyone often leveled up alone, it was rare for them to gather together.

"Next time we gather, you'll have to be punished with a few drinks," a tall warrior next to him said with a loud laugh. The speaker was Brilliant Knife Light. Brilliant Knife Light was a head taller than the people around him. He wore a full set of Alrun Battle Armor, which protected his body tightly, like a full set of mecha. This set of battle armor came from the Chaos Sanctuary. No matter how you attacked it, the tough void metal would not be worn down. In his right hand was a blue Koran Shield, similar to a tower shield, but half the height of Brilliant Knife Light himself. When held against his chest, it could protect him down to his feet. Blue light flowed constantly on it, making the shield seem full of life. The bizarre runes on it flickered in and out of sight under the stimulation of the blue light.

"Damn, you changed that Dragon Shield?" Seeing that Brilliant Knife Light had changed his shield, Shuise Yantou asked in surprise.

"That Dragon Shield had too little defense. I gave it to Leng Ao Ying," Brilliant Knife Light said with a smile.

Too little defense? Shuise Yantou rolled his eyes. If anyone else dared to say the Dragon Shield had too little defense, Shuise Yantou would definitely slap him to death.

"Alright, let's not chat anymore. Niao Bu Sheng Dan has already prepared the six hundred or so Grandmaster-level potions we wanted. Let's go," Brilliant Knife Light said. He was the captain of the team now, with Big Brother Seven as the vice-captain. In total, there were thirty-six people, all of whom were top-tier elites from the Niuren Tribe.

"Yeah," Shuise Yantou nodded.

The group distributed the potions. One by one, they teleported to a fixed point outside the city, then summoned their flying mounts. Of the thirty-six flying mounts, nineteen were Tier 9 flying mounts, and the rest were Tier 8 flying mounts. Two of them were just a little short of reaching the Legendary level. It was a spectacular sight.

The thirty-six flying mounts took off and flew into the sky. They were flying towards the Chaos Sanctuary. Passing through the Sanctuary's other-dimensional gate, they could reach the Sword of the War God. The Sword of the War God was a giant sword suspended in the void. No one knew how much time had passed, but it had completely petrified. Above it was a desolate desert, one of the two current high-level dungeons.

Everything was calm on the Light Faction side, but a major event was taking place on the Dark Faction side.

The City of the Dead, the capital of the Dark World, was holding a grand ceremony.

The city had a very unique design. The ground was covered with endless tombstones. Walking to the center of the graves, one would find a huge portal. At the top of the portal, a giant magic eye was scanning around, and the magic eye was radiating a cold light. Anyone who saw it would feel that it was so real, as if it were alive.

After entering the portal, players would be teleported into a winding underground tomb, filled with green corpse water, flowing freely in crisscrossing sewers.

Players unfamiliar with this place would basically get lost. After traveling through the sewers for a while, they would come to a huge underground city, whose magnificence was breathtaking.

Streets and buildings were no different from those on the surface.

At this time, a grand ceremony was being held on the central main road. Necromancers wearing black robes used their staffs to summon clusters of green ghost fire, which floated up and down in the air.

They surrounded the altar in the center of the city, chanting something in low voices.

The altar in the center was made of gray stones, five or six hundred yards in diameter. Ten huge blood dragons were lying prostrate around the altar, trembling non-stop.

More than five or six million players were watching the ceremony live. They paraded down the streets, shouting non-stop.

As the necromancers continued to chant, a huge throne slowly rose in the center of the altar. An NPC wearing a black robe appeared in front of the throne. He slowly sat down. A long scepter was placed diagonally across his chest. At the top of the scepter was a hideous black skull, which occasionally opened its mouth and let out a strange cackle.

Powerful waves of death energy spread out slowly from him. Everyone around him could feel their bodies filling with powerful dark forces.

He raised the skull scepter and shouted loudly: "I am the Lich King, the master of the Dark World. My soul is as immortal as a god. I am the most powerful being in this world, and I can even change fate! I represent the will of the God of Death. Death walks with you, death sits with you, death is always by your side, disaster, plague, fear, madness... No human can escape death, and will eventually fall under the jurisdiction of the God of Death."

Countless eyes were focused on the high and mighty king in the center of the altar. Many of them were seeing the Lich King for the first time, the most powerful ruler of the undead world. It was said that he controlled all the undead forces in the Dark World. Every time he traveled, he would have thirty bone dragons pulling his chariot. Every time he launched a war, countless undead would follow him to their deaths.

The Lich King's powerful aura caused everyone to lower their heads involuntarily.

"My devout believer, come up here," the Lich King's deep, hoarse voice rang out.

As soon as the Lich King finished speaking, a Curse Prophet wearing a gray robe slowly walked up. When they saw this person, everyone held their breath. It was actually the boss of Fallen Angel! Why would he be here?

Why would the Lich King call him up by name?

Everyone couldn't help but feel puzzled.

The Fallen Angel players below burst into earth-shattering cheers.

The Lich King stretched out his left hand slightly, and a black crown appeared, inlaid with red gems, emitting a dazzling light.

Duo Duo walked up to the Lich King and knelt on one knee.

The Lich King held up the crown with both hands and placed it on Duo Duo's head. He said in a deep voice, "From now on, you will be the Speaker of the Dark Council, the leader of the Dark World. This grace is only bestowed upon devout believers of the God of Death, this grace is only bestowed upon death warriors who fight for the glory of the Dark World. Countless ancestors have conquered the arrogant and despicable humans countless times with their indomitable will. You will also inherit their traditions, shoot down the sun of the Atlanta Continent, and awaken the soul of Hades! Quickly awaken and bless your believers."

Seeing this scene, all the players were stunned. The Speaker of the Dark Council, what level of title was that?

Many players suddenly remembered that it was said that gathering six volumes of the Book of Chaos would allow one to become the Speaker of the Dark Council. Could it be that the boss of Fallen Angel had already collected all the Books of Chaos? What a shocking piece of news!

Duo Duo accepted the crown. The staff in his right hand suddenly shattered, then transformed into a huge scepter less than two yards long. Waves of death energy flowed around his body. He stood up and looked down at the players on the altar.

"From now on, I will be the Speaker of the Dark Council. Everyone in the Dark World will be under my command. Any guild that does not obey Fallen Angel will be killed! Any player that does not obey Fallen Angel will be killed!" Duo Duo's sharp gaze swept across the crowd, and a chilling killing intent spread out.

Duo Duo's words were arrogant, but no one would say he was arrogant. He had become the Speaker of the Dark Council. From now on, no one in the entire Dark World could contend with him.

The Fallen Angel players watching the ceremony below couldn't help but feel excited, and they burst into waves of cheers like thunderous waves.