Fa Biao De Wo Niu
Chapter 314 Shocking
These were two invincible pieces of equipment.
To Nie Yan, Zhennard's Sword was merely a powerful weapon. If it could be used to increase the popularity of the Bullshorn Tribe, all the better. As long as he was careful, no one would be able to take Zhennard's Sword from him.
Images of Zhennard's Sword were posted online, and its formidable stats immediately caused astonishment among all players.
This was a piece of equipment that everyone looked up to.
The six seals described in the stats gave players endless imagination. This sword was equivalent to an upgradeable weapon; each time a seal was opened, its stats would increase dramatically.
There was also a photo of Nie Yan holding Zhennard's Sword. The black firelight reflecting off Zhennard's Sword added to his solemn and cold temperament. Combined with his dark equipment, it gave a strong visual impact.
This photo was immediately reposted by countless players. Nie Yan wasn't exactly handsome, but his aloof demeanor, coupled with his unbelievably powerful equipment, made him quite appealing.
Even without his name displayed, Nie Yan was quickly recognized by the players. This person was clearly the leader of the Bullshorn Tribe, Crazy Thief Nie Yan!
Nie Yan was now a golden brand for the Bullshorn Tribe, an unyielding myth! In this faith, anyone who didn't recognize Nie Yan would be scorned. Nie Yan's image had long been etched into people's minds through those battles.
A large number of comments flooded the forum.
"Such awesome equipment, and I'm still using silver... the disparity..."
"Respect, the poster is a god."
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Nie Yan didn't pay much attention to the stuff on the forums, except for occasionally glancing at announcements from the major guilds. He basically ignored everything else.
Nie Yan teleported back to Calore City from the fortress, then teleported to Glory City.
"Who's watching Can Se and the others over there?" Nie Yan sent a message to Guo Huai, then quickly headed in the direction of Can Se and the others after exiting the city gate.
"It's someone named Wu Dao, a member of the Thief Hundred-Man Squad," Guo Huai messaged back.
Wu Dao? Nie Yan remembered encountering that player outside the Valley of Sin. He seemed quite skilled, so Nie Yan felt a little more relieved.
Nie Yan passed through the rocky wasteland outside Glory City and headed towards the distant mountains. The scenery here was a bit different from Calore City. Calore City was a fertile grassland, while here was a rocky desert, and the distant mountains were bare, with only a few scattered plants.
After entering the mountainous area, Nie Yan put away Faulkner's Warhorse and stealthily approached Wu Dao's location.
"What's your position?" Nie Yan messaged Wu Dao.
"Boss, you're here." Wu Dao was excited when he heard Nie Yan's voice. He didn't expect Nie Yan to come in person. "Coordinates 238.289.280."
Wu Dao immediately reported his minimap coordinates.
Nie Yan stealthily approached that direction and quickly found Wu Dao. They were hiding behind a rock, then revealed themselves.
Looking into the distance, he saw more than a dozen people grinding and leveling up. They were level 50 Desert Pythons. Monsters spawned quickly in this area. The shield warriors lured the monsters, and the mages beside them continuously bombarded the Desert Pythons with magic, systematically clearing the monsters.
Nie Yan glanced at Wu Dao beside him. Compared to his previous worn-out equipment, Wu Dao's equipment had improved significantly. He was level 41, and his equipment had also been upgraded. A full set of level 40 Chaser equipment was considered very good at this level.
Seeing Nie Yan, Wu Dao had an excited expression. In the eyes of all thieves, Nie Yan was undoubtedly a godlike figure. His PK videos had been circulated among countless players, revered as textbook classics, but no player had yet been able to achieve Nie Yan's ghostlike speed.
Wu Dao often studied Nie Yan's videos. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Nie Yan was his idol.
"How many people are there? Tell me the situation," Nie Yan said, his eyes like those of a hawk, staring at the people in the distance.
Nie Yan's eyes radiated a chilling light that captivated the heart. Wu Dao's heart trembled. It was this decisive aura that had made countless people tremble before Nie Yan.
Wu Dao quickly composed himself and said seriously, "There are thirteen people in total, two shield warriors, one berserker, one paladin, five mages, two priests, and two thieves. These people are very skilled, especially a shield warrior named Can Se (Faded Color), and an arcane mage named You Ran (Leisurely) is also very powerful. At least eleven of our thief brothers have fallen into their hands." Speaking of those fallen thief brothers, Wu Dao's tone revealed a hint of hidden anger.
As a member of the Thief Hundred-Man Squad, he had become very familiar with the other members. A bit of a loner, he had integrated into the team. In addition, the members of the Thief Hundred-Man Squad often carried out tasks together, working together to solve problems, and feeling honored by the title of Bullshorn Tribe Thief Hundred-Man Squad. Unconsciously, they had developed a deep camaraderie. If a member fell during a mission, they would feel very sad.
Nie Yan glanced at Wu Dao beside him. He understood Wu Dao's emotions. This kind of brotherly feeling between team members was cultivated in countless battles. What ordinary people said was the deepest emotion, more than fighting together; their emotions were gained after fighting together, facing powerful enemies together, watching out for each other, cooperating tacitly, entrusting their backs to their teammates. This was trust, a friendship built in battle.
Nie Yan patted Wu Dao on the shoulder and said, "Remember these people's names. Learn from your shame and be brave. You must get revenge with your own hands."
This was the principle that Nie Yan himself followed, the backbone of a man!
Wu Dao nodded solemnly.
"Let's go meet them," Nie Yan said. He didn't know how skilled those thirteen people were, but to make so many members of the Bullshorn Tribe Thief Hundred-Man Squad fall into their hands, their strength was definitely not simple.
"Okay," Wu Dao said excitedly. To be able to fight alongside Nie Yan was the dream of countless Bullshorn Tribe brothers!
System: Player Nie Yan has invited you to join the team, do you agree?
Yes! Wu Dao quickly clicked confirm.
A system prompt sounded on Nie Yan's side.
System: Player Wu Dao has joined your team.
"Let's go." Seeing the team formed, Nie Yan's body gradually disappeared, entering stealth, and approached the dozen or so people in the distance.
Seeing Nie Yan disappear, Wu Dao's heart tightened, and he also entered stealth. He was still a little excited.
Gusts of wind blew across the hillside, carrying clouds of sand, and the nearby rocks provided convenience for the thieves' concealment. Nie Yan and Wu Dao were completely hidden in the sand, and the players couldn't find any trace of them.
In the open space in front, a shield warrior in a full set of deep red armor rushed into the python swarm. With a Taunt, he attracted all the nearby monsters, then switched to a defensive stance. An arcane mage in the mage group finished chanting, waved his staff, and balls of fire fell from the sky, smashing into the monster swarm, causing waves of damage to appear above the monsters' heads.
The priests next to him put a Holy Light Shield on the shield warrior, then threw one heal after another.
Dense fireballs crackled and struck the shield warrior's head, and a series of damage numbers floated above the shield warrior's head, completely unaware of the fireball bombardment. At this time, because the damage from the magic users in the rear was too high, the pythons transferred their aggro and pounced on the mages behind them. The shield warrior used a demoralizing roar, causing the pythons' bodies to stop slightly.
Then another dense rain of fire fell, and fireballs poured down like a storm, quickly blasting the pythons away.
The Holy Light Shield on the shield warrior's body shattered into pieces, and at least fifty or sixty python corpses lay on the ground, a field of wreckage. Only the shield warrior was still standing in this open space. The cooperation between the two was like a gorgeous performance.
"Can Se, You Ran, well done," the other shield warriors and berserkers greeted with smiles, their tones somewhat flattering.
"It's okay, it was smooth," the shield warrior in the center, wearing bright armor, said lightly, giving people a feeling of arrogance and inaccessibility.
This shield warrior was about twenty-five or six years old, and his figure could be considered heroic. His deep red armor glowed brightly. His name was displayed in bright red, indicating that he had killed at least fifty or sixty people to reach this level of infamy. He put away the one-handed sword in his hand and walked over here.
"Happy cooperation," the mage named You Ran smiled at the shield warrior Can Se.
The mage named You Ran was an arcane mage wearing a dark arcane robe covered with various strange runes, exuding a mysterious aura. He was about the same age as Can Se, and the two had been working together for several years, considered old partners.
You Ran sat on the lawn beside him, drinking spring water to restore his magic points. The two thieves among them continued to lure monsters.
"Why haven't those idiots from the Bullshorn Tribe sent anyone over yet? My hands are getting itchy. I'll just wait for them here and kill anyone who comes!" Can Se said arrogantly.
They knew that the Peace Chapter was in Nie Yan's hands, but recently the coordinates of Nie Yan's location had been too strange, and they couldn't know the other party's exact location at all. They had been continuously harassed by the Bullshorn Tribe, but the thieves sent over there had all been beaten back by them, and more than a dozen had been killed.
"Don't be too careless, that Nie Yan seems very strong," You Ran said, but his tone was also indifferent.
"That tortoise has been hiding for so long, besides sending some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, hasn't he still not dared to come?" Can Se laughed contemptuously.