Both sides continued to lose players. Since the graveyard was nearby, players kept running back to resurrect and rejoin the battle.

After a while, a team of twenty players from the Temple of Kalan arrived from nearby and joined the Niuren Tribe's side. The Mages Alliance wasn't to be outdone, and they summoned their teammates who were nearby. The area of the melee grew larger and larger, with everyone fighting individually and no formation to speak of.

Because the Niuren Tribe was outnumbered, the Mages Alliance gradually gained the upper hand.

Xiu Luo surveyed the field. Three Mages Alliance players were being suppressed by two Niuren Tribe warriors. He charged in, stunning one of the warriors. With a swift move, he unleashed a Great Cleave, sending the warrior flying.

"Xiu Luo, these Niuren Tribe guys are too ruthless," a Mages Alliance warrior said, frustrated. Three of them were fighting two Niuren Tribe members, yet they were still being suppressed. This showed the difference between the two sides.

With the same level and similar equipment, the Mages Alliance was no match for the Niuren Tribe. Each member of the Niuren Tribe had died a dozen or twenty times. At the same level, their combat experience far surpassed that of the Mages Alliance. They had been through far more melees, and the Niuren Tribe players were all extremely ruthless. In a melee, they fought without regard for losses, risking their lives. The Mages Alliance, on the other hand, was hesitant in battle. For one thing, the Niuren Tribe was too rich. Nie Yan would find a way to compensate the Niuren Tribe players for their losses. For every member of the Mages Alliance they killed, they would receive a generous reward, so they didn't have to worry about losses.

The Mages Alliance was different. The benefits offered by the Mages Alliance were not on the same level as the Niuren Tribe. The Niuren Tribe had fewer members, and Nie Yan had an extremely rich source of income. The Mages Alliance relied on funding from the Century Conglomerate, and their virtual assets were quite limited. As the guild leader of the Mages Alliance, he naturally had to be frugal. In addition, the Mages Alliance had a large number of members, nearly five times that of the Niuren Tribe, so the benefits distributed to each player were relatively small. Moreover, the Niuren Tribe had a cohesiveness that the Mages Alliance couldn't match. The Mages Alliance players would think about self-preservation during PvP, lest their equipment be dropped and their levels lowered. The Niuren Tribe, on the other hand, fought as if their lives depended on it, and their coordination between members was naturally not as good as the Niuren Tribe.

Therefore, although the Niuren Tribe was outnumbered by the Mages Alliance, they didn't fall into a state of collapse.

"Kengnan, how many have you killed?" Happy Hermit asked in the team chat.

"Six," Dun Keng Si Meinv said smugly.

"Damn, you're still a bit better." Happy Hermit was a little depressed. He had killed a total of three, two of whom were priests.

Different classes had different responsibilities, and Happy Hermit's work was quite effective. In a team battle, the value of a priest far exceeded that of other classes.

"Damn Mages Alliance, their thieves killed one of our priests." Dun Keng Si Meinv couldn't help but curse. Fortunately, the main priest, Wu Yue Xianzi, hadn't been killed. Her healing spells had saved at least seven or eight people.

"I'm going to kill those two warriors." Dun Keng Si Meinv charged towards the battle ahead with an imposing aura.

The battle continued to be deadlocked.

Xiu Luo scanned the nearby battlefield. At this moment, Dun Keng Si Meinv was being besieged by three people, yet he still didn't show any fear, stubbornly holding out against two warriors and a mage.

Divine Shock!

Dun Keng Si Meinv roared and stunned the two warrior players. He used a Divine Sacrifice Technique, and damage numbers of over a thousand floated above the two warriors' heads.

"Arrogant brat." Xiu Luo locked his gaze on Dun Keng Si Meinv over there and said coldly. He charged forward.

"Kengnan, be careful!" Happy Hermit, who was far away, realized that the situation was not good and quickly reminded him.

At this moment, Xiu Luo had already rushed to Dun Keng Si Meinv's side. A Hamstring crippled Dun Keng Si Meinv.

The two Mages Alliance warriors who had been stunned woke up. They immediately cooperated with Xiu Luo, and their attacks landed on Dun Keng Si Meinv, sending him flying.

Seeing Dun Keng Si Meinv killed, Happy Hermit cursed in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Xiu Luo. But he understood that now was not a good time to deal with Xiu Luo. There were too many people around Xiu Luo. Happy Hermit could only stealth and roam around the periphery, looking for an opportunity.

Xiu Luo kicked Dun Keng Si Meinv's corpse and picked up a piece of equipment.

"Damn, it's a piece of trash." After killing Dun Keng Si Meinv, Xiu Luo immediately led the players to attack some other Niuren Tribe members.

After about five or six minutes of melee, Dun Keng Si Meinv's soul ran to the vicinity and resurrected. He hid in the forest on the outskirts of the square, taking medicine to restore his health and mana. He was in an extremely depressed mood.

Happy Hermit glanced at the team chat and knew that Dun Keng Si Meinv had resurrected. He laughed and said, "I reminded you earlier, why didn't you run?"

"Bullshit, by the time you reminded me, would it still be in time? Who knew that kid would rush over from behind? I almost killed those two warriors." Dun Keng Si Meinv cursed. His health was restored, and he stood up and said, "Let's go, let's kill him together!"

Happy Hermit said in the team chat, "Okay, I'll cooperate with you." He locked his gaze on Xiu Luo in the distance and crept towards him.

Dun Keng Si Meinv also found an opportunity, his aura like a rainbow!

Dun Keng Si Meinv cast an acceleration buff on himself and frantically rushed towards Xiu Luo.

Xiu Luo saw Dun Keng Si Meinv rushing over from a distance and cursed, "You dare come back to die!" He charged head-on towards Dun Keng Si Meinv. Just as he was about to approach him, he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind. Not good! But it was too late for him to react.

Happy Hermit used a Backstab on the back of Xiu Luo's head, causing Xiu Luo to enter a state of dizziness.

Dun Keng Si Meinv happened to rush up at this time and slashed at Xiu Luo.

Happy Hermit smiled triumphantly and said, "Kid, it's been dozens of times already, and you still haven't improved." He knew Xiu Luo's weaknesses and habits very well. Every time Xiu Luo charged, he would always forget to defend his back. Happy Hermit just happened to seize this weakness.

Unexpectedly, Xiu Luo, who was as fierce as a tiger, was easily stunned by Happy Hermit. Dun Keng Si Meinv said admiringly, "You're still the one with the skills!"

"Hurry up!"

Happy Hermit and Dun Keng Si Meinv joined forces to send Xiu Luo to the graveyard within seven seconds. The people from the Mages Alliance next to them couldn't come to the rescue in time.

Since the Niuren Tribe and the Mages Alliance had long set each other as enemy guilds, there was no red name penalty for killing each other's people. Xiu Luo only dropped one piece of equipment, a golden one, which was relatively ordinary.

At this time, on the east side of Golden City Square, another twenty or thirty people were running wildly towards this side.

Happy Hermit glanced at the group of people, his face changed, and he said in the team chat, "Damn, it's the people from Holy Guardians!"

The people from Holy Guardians also joined the battle, and the situation became even more unfavorable for the Niuren Tribe.

There were already more than two hundred people in the melee on the field. People were constantly being sent to the graveyard, but they quickly ran back. Everyone had died at least two or three times, and more people continued to arrive.

"Kengnan, let's retreat. If we don't, we'll be corpse camped," Happy Hermit said. There were too many of the enemy. Their reinforcements were still on the way, and it might be too late by the time they arrived.

Dun Keng Si Meinv thought about it. In the current situation, this was the only option. He said unwillingly in the team chat, "Let's retreat!"

Nie Yan was walking on the square when he noticed the commotion in the direction of the Golden City gate. He was a little surprised. What was happening over there? Soon, he heard several players chatting next to him.

"You can't get into Golden City."

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"I heard that the people from the Niuren Tribe and the Mages Alliance are fighting over there. It looks very lively."

"Let's go watch the show. Maybe we can pick up a piece or two of equipment later."

When Nie Yan heard that it was the Niuren Tribe, his heart trembled, and he ran quickly towards the Golden City gate.

Nie Yan scanned the field. In the large open space ahead, there were hundreds of people in a melee. The scene was very chaotic. The Niuren Tribe's people were retreating steadily. Players from the Niuren Tribe were constantly being killed. Nie Yan's heart twitched.

Three Niuren Tribe players were being chased by the Mages Alliance. A Mages Alliance warrior shouted frantically, "Cowards from the Niuren Tribe, don't run if you have the guts!"

The Mages Alliance warrior was preparing to charge towards a thief in the distance when his voice came to an abrupt halt. A player in black robes appeared behind him, using a Backstab to stun him, followed by a Backstab and Eviscerate. With concise and neat movements, he knocked the warrior to the ground.

The players who had been charging with the warrior suddenly realized that the warrior next to them had fallen to the ground, and they were stunned.

"Who is it?"

"The kid's looking for death!"

The players cursed and looked at the black-robed player, their eyes locked on the Zennarde's Sword in his hand.

"It's Zennarde's Sword!" a mage shouted in terror.

"It's Crazy Thief Nie Yan!"

This black-robed player was surrounded by six or seven Mages Alliance players. He didn't reveal his appearance, but the Zennarde's Sword burning with black flames clearly indicated his identity: Crazy Thief Nie Yan!

Dun Keng Si Meinv, Happy Hermit, and others in the distance saw the short sword burning with black fire, their hearts were shaken, and they showed ecstatic expressions. They shouted in the team chat, "The boss is here!"

All the Niuren Tribe players on the field were boiling.

"Why is the boss here?" Happy Hermit asked excitedly. They were retreating steadily, but they didn't expect such a turning point to suddenly appear. Nie Yan's appearance was like a ray of dawn.