Chapter 1 The Saintly Word Priest

The mark of a Saintly Word Priest was truly the bane of thieves. Once marked by a priest, even if you were stealthed, players could easily find you. Therefore, Saintly Word Priests were the favorite targets of thieves. They wore cloth armor, were extremely fragile, and had the lowest health of all cloth-wearing classes. Although they had attack skills, many priests were not skilled in PK (player versus player) combat, unlike Elemental Mages, Arcane Mages, Saintly Word Mages, or even Shadow Priests.

This group of players hadn't realized the danger approaching. Nie Yan had done everything possible to conceal his presence. Unless a player had exceptionally high perception and quick reactions, they wouldn't be able to sense him.

The higher the perception, the stronger a player's sense of danger. If the perception was low, the sense of danger would only flash by, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to catch it. To counter the players' perception, thieves desperately enhanced their stealth and concealment attributes. Nie Yan's stealth and concealment were already very high. As long as he was careful, unless someone had exceptionally high perception, no one could catch him. Even if they sensed danger, they wouldn't be able to detect his location.

Setting a trap to hunt me? Nie Yan's lips curled slightly. The people from Triumph must hate him to the core, willing to spare no expense to hunt him down.

This was a dangerous game.

Nie Yan trailed behind them, moving very lightly.

Nie Yan loved this feeling, lurking in the shadows, watching the enemy's every move. Once the opponent showed the slightest flaw, he would strike with deadly force.

These five players consisted of a Warrior, a Priest, a Thief, a Paladin, and an Arcane Mage. It was a typical mixed setup, with more melee fighters, insufficient firepower, and poor burst damage. However, such a team had one advantage: endurance. Anyway, the Thief, Paladin, and Warrior, being melee classes, didn't have to worry about running out of mana. They could keep hacking away, accumulating energy to use skills, so they could continuously output damage.

They were still chatting, searching for Nie Yan's trail. This was the Black Bear respawn area, and occasionally one or two Black Bears would spawn, forcing them to stop and deal with them.

"I'll tank the monster, you guys be careful, that Thief might be nearby!" the Warrior said, charging towards the Black Bear and using Heroic Strike.

The pressure was too great for a single Warrior to handle, so the Paladin also went up to help.

"Understood." The surrounding teammates all showed some nervousness. Every time they encountered a Black Bear spawning and had to stop to deal with it, it was the most frustrating thing, because they had no idea if that Thief would appear at that moment. Occasionally, one or two teams from Triumph passed by in the distance, giving them a little more peace of mind.

Seeing the Warrior and Paladin dealing with the Black Bear, Nie Yan snuck towards the Priest's back.

The Priest was very cautious. Every time he healed the Warrior, he would run around a few times to make sure he was safe. But his awareness of danger was obviously not high enough. This kind of short-distance running had no effect on Nie Yan at all.

The Priest's running was a bit of a formality, with no practicality. The route was also very simple. Nie Yan guessed the direction he would run, so Nie Yan waited on the road where the Priest was coming. Seeing the Priest coming over, he used a Sap on the Priest's back!

The Arcane Mage and the Thief were protecting the Priest, no more than two yards away. They suddenly realized there was danger, and a cold light flashed behind the Priest.

"Not good!" the Thief exclaimed.

Before they could react, Nie Yan's Sap hit the back of the Priest's head, and the Priest fell into a stunned state.

Nie Yan's dagger pierced the Priest's back, followed by an Eviscerate. Two damage numbers of over two hundred floated above the Priest's head, and he fell to the ground. The Priest's defense was too low, and he was wearing cloth armor, so the damage Nie Yan dealt was a bit scary.

Seeing the Priest die, the Thief cursed and pounced on Nie Yan, using Stun.

Nie Yan side-stepped, dodging the Thief's dagger. The dagger in his right hand drew an arc, hitting the Thief's forehead. After a Vital Strike, he circled behind the Thief and used Backstab.

Nie Yan's attacks dealt nearly two hundred damage each time. The full-health Thief fell to the ground in just a few seconds!

The Arcane Mage next to him was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that two teammates would die so quickly after the fight started.

They said they must protect the Priest and let the Priest mark him, but the Priest didn't even have a chance to react. How could he mark him? The Arcane Mage complained in his heart and quickly cast Mage Armor on himself. Just as he was about to cast Arcane Fireball, his body suddenly stiffened, unable to move.

This was Nie Yan's Intimidation effect!

In the Arcane Mage's desperate eyes, Nie Yan's dagger struck him with Assassinate, then a Hemorrhage, reducing his health to just over ten points. After he could move, he quickly drank a Junior Instant Health Potion.

Everything happened too fast, not giving people much time to react. The Warrior and Paladin heard movement behind them. When they turned around, the Thief and Priest were dead, leaving only the Arcane Mage.

"He's over here!"

The distant Triumph teams were alarmed and rushed towards them.

Nie Yan picked up two pieces of equipment, too lazy to give the Arcane Mage a finishing blow. He disappeared from the players' sight. The Arcane Mage stared blankly at his health, dropping bit by bit, until he inevitably ran out of health and fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, three teammates died. The Thief's figure only flashed by. They didn't even see what Nie Yan looked like. A chilling sensation ran down their spines. Skinny Dog told them to come and hunt down Nie Yan, but he never said that this Thief was so terrifying.

When the Triumph teams arrived, there were only three corpses left. The priests searched with Holy Light, but the surrounding area was empty. They expanded their search, but Nie Yan seemed to have disappeared into thin air, nowhere to be found.

Once his skills recovered, Nie Yan would be able to carry out the next round of sneak attacks.

Like a ghost haunting the forest, Nie Yan's every appearance could take away two or three players. Skinny Dog had instructed them to protect the Priest and let the Priest mark Nie Yan, but every time Nie Yan appeared, the first to die was the Priest.

There was no exception, no single failure.

Triumph had lost thirteen people in a row, six of whom were Priests. And the levels of the Priests were often the most difficult to regain.

Skinny Dog was furious.

"Skinny Dog, we can't keep wasting time like this, let's go back!" Orange realized the seriousness of the matter. They had all fallen into Nie Yan's hands before. If ordinary players encountered Nie Yan and didn't suffer a loss, it would be strange! They hadn't even touched Nie Yan's clothes yet. If this continued, they would definitely suffer.

"We have more than five hundred people, and he's only one person!"

"What if we have more than five hundred people? Do you think we can catch him in such a large forest?" Orange scolded.

Skinny Dog dejectedly realized that it was really difficult. If these five hundred people were tracking him, he had a more than 30% chance of escaping. But from the information the team members were feeding back, Nie Yan had even more escape skills than him.

At this time, the team members sent news of several more deaths. Skinny Dog reluctantly gave the order to gather and withdraw the team, giving up the hunt for Nie Yan.

Seeing the Triumph teams gradually retreating from the forest, Nie Yan, hiding in the shadows by the tree, revealed a faint smile. The dagger in his hand was stained with blood, its red name dazzling. Counting it up, he had killed as many as seventeen people.

Nie Yan understood the principle of not pursuing a desperate foe. If he chased after them and killed one or two more people, it would be troublesome if the gathered Triumph people launched a counterattack.

He thought of the Murderer's Badge. Why had they farmed the Scale Frogs for so long, but still hadn't seen the Murderer's Badge? Could it be that Tang Yao hadn't killed enough people?

He suddenly thought of an NPC. Speaking of which, that guy was a celebrity, a renegade from Greenland named Boulder, a thief, a level 160 elite. This guy had escaped with the thief's sub-legendary item, the Dagger of Godot, and killed more than one hundred guards in Carroll City before he left, hence the title Murderer Boulder. So, Nie Yan came up with an idea. Could this Murderer's Badge only drop from the Scale Frogs if at least one hundred people were killed?

Killing over a hundred people, is that what it takes to be a murderer?

There was too little information about the Murderer's Badge. He only knew that the Murderer's Badge dropped from the Scale Frogs. Some super-red names went there to kill elites, and occasionally the Murderer's Badge would drop. The more powerful the red name, the higher the drop rate. Sub-elite Scale Frogs and elite Scale Frogs would drop it, and the drop rate was highest when killing the Scale Frog Lord.

Tang Yao farmed at least three elites a day, plus a large number of sub-elites, but it still hadn't dropped yet. This was probably not a matter of luck.

After thinking about it, he decided to go and collect the Chapter of Justice first. Ignoring the Triumph people, he flew towards the Monastery of Light through the forest.

After Triumph received the news from Skinny Dog, they severely scolded Skinny Dog and Orange. They had spent so much to get the equipment, and so many people were watching, but it was snatched away. Triumph's face was completely lost.

However, a video began to spread within the Crazy Blade, showing Nie Yan stealing Triumph's equipment from under the noses of more than five hundred people, and then killing seventeen members of Triumph. This kind of thing that boosted morale and destroyed Triumph's prestige was a great encouragement to the Crazy Blade players.

The Crazy Blade players had been suppressed for too long, constantly harassed by Triumph, and morale was fluctuating. But the Crazy Blade high-level executives had not taken any action. If they were not careful, the morale of the people below would dissipate. Nie Yan was getting revenge for Crazy Blade, and telling the Crazy Blade players that it wasn't that they were not doing anything, nor that they were afraid of Triumph. They were just accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity.

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