Chapter 1 The Appearance of Nie Yan

Nie Yan's appearance alarmed the members of Angel Corps, but as befitting the number one guild in the Satreen Empire, they quickly reacted. While contacting Archangel Wings at the guild headquarters, they summoned their pets to encircle Nie Yan.

Nie Yan's attacks were too strong. They didn't dare approach him, so they summoned pets to surround him, as only those with high health could withstand Nie Yan's attacks.

Although these players' pets weren't as powerful as the golden earth dragon, they were extremely troublesome. Silver wolves, white bears, succubi, and more—they came in all types.

Nie Yan activated Holy Hire and summoned the paladin Lifus.

"For the Holy Light!" The paladin Lifus cast many buff spells on himself, accelerating towards the pets.

Nie Yan quickly retreated, uttering a series of syllables. The golden earth dragon, completely golden, appeared before the Angel Corps members.

"It's Mad Rogue Nie Yan's golden earth dragon!" some Angel Corps players cried out in panic.

"Don't panic. Mad Rogue Nie Yan's golden earth dragon has Counterstorm. Don't rush in. Pull two bears with high health to tank! Mages, use magic attacks!" Among the Angel Corps players, a slightly overweight shaman priest in his late thirties commanded with tense order.

This shaman priest was named Qing An. Within Angel Corps, he was also a high-ranking member. Many of Angel Corps' development plans had passed through his hands.

Two huge white bears attacked the golden earth dragon from both sides.

The golden earth dragon roared, knocking the two white bears back a few steps, and a dragon's breath sprayed down on the players behind the white bears, blasting more than a dozen mages away.

Spells bombarded the golden earth dragon's body, and damage numbers of eight or nine hundred, or even a thousand, floated from the golden earth dragon's head.

Nie Yan manipulated the paladin Lifus to cast a heal on the golden earth dragon, instantly restoring its health.

Qing An looked in Nie Yan's direction, his eyes locking onto the paladin Lifus, who was surrounded by dozens of shield warriors and druids.

"Damn it, such high healing. Mages, target that paladin. Take out that paladin first!" Qing An shouted in the group chat. He discovered that the healing output of their dozens of priests couldn't even compare to the one paladin Lifus! Where exactly did Mad Rogue Nie Yan hire such a powerful NPC servant from!?

They had always assumed that the paladin Lifus was Nie Yan's servant and didn't know that Nie Yan had the Holy Hire skill.

The firepower of all the mages gathered on the paladin Lifus.

While charging and killing, the paladin Lifus cast heals on himself, continuously taking down five warriors and seven druids. His combat power was no less than that of some Boss-level creatures.

Nie Yan's attacks didn't stop. He charged towards one of the huge, level 130 white bears. A thrust hit the white bear's neck, and a knee strike followed. With a thud, a sound of bone shattering came from the white bear's neck, and it let out a low, miserable cry.

Top-tier melee players all possessed this kind of attack, using physical movements to strike directly at vital points, inflicting very serious damage on enemy creatures.

That white bear lay on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

Nie Yan would definitely not fall so easily; Su Youyou, Sanjie Bu Liu, and the others were in a bit of trouble. Zi Ye was ambushed by two thieves while running, stunned by a sap, and then killed. The other two orc warriors were surrounded and killed by several Angel Corps druids. Only Su Youyou, Sanjie Bu Liu, and a shaman remained.

"Can you guys escape?" Nie Yan asked in the team chat.

"Probably not, but it's okay. It's worth it even if we die today," Sanjie Bu Liu laughed. Being able to fight alongside Mad Rogue Nie Yan was something to brag about.

"After dying, run back to resurrect in half an hour. That way, you'll lose less experience," Nie Yan said.

"Are you confident in taking out these people?" Sanjie Bu Liu asked, stunned. If Nie Yan could take out these Angel Corps players, running back to resurrect would mean losing much less experience. But if the Angel Corps people were still nearby at that time, they would definitely be spawn-camped if they rashly ran over to resurrect.

"Shouldn't be a problem," Nie Yan's calm words were filled with strong confidence.

"Old Third, do you have a Resurrection Crest?" Sanjie Bu Liu looked at the shaman next to him and asked.

"I do," the shaman priest checked his backpack.

"Good, use it," Sanjie Bu Liu revealed a hint of joy.

Hearing the conversation between Sanjie Bu Liu and the shaman priest, Nie Yan suddenly thought of this item. Shaman priests had something called a Resurrection Crest. This thing was relatively rare, with a very low drop rate, and it was a consumable item. It became ineffective after being used a few times, so only a very small number of shaman priests had this item. Although it was sold in the auction house, it was quite expensive, and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Using Resurrection Crests, shaman priests could set a resurrection time, automatically resurrecting after being killed for a certain amount of time. In addition to using Resurrection Crests to resurrect themselves, shaman priests also had the skill to resurrect teammates, so one Resurrection Crest could avoid the risk of several party wipes.

"It's much more convenient if you have a Resurrection Crest. Just resurrect in twenty or thirty minutes," Nie Yan said. The Resurrection Crest made him faintly think of something, but he couldn't quite grasp it.

Under the cover of Sanjie Bu Liu and Su Youyou, the shaman priest sprinted towards the distant jungle. After running more than three hundred yards, he was ambushed and killed by three thieves.

Bang, bang, bang, spells exploded on Sanjie Bu Liu and Su Youyou, and they were blasted away.

System: Your teammate Sanjie Bu Liu has died.

System: Your teammate Su Youyou has died.

Nie Yan saw these system prompts without any expression. His eyes locked onto Qing An in the distant crowd. He had some understanding of the several high-ranking members of Angel Corps. Among all the Angel Corps players here, this slightly chubby shaman was definitely the most important one.

Qing An looked into the distance and noticed Nie Yan's sharp gaze looking over here. Their eyes met, and his heart trembled.

"All warriors, charge! Block Mad Rogue Nie Yan!" Qing An quickly retreated, retreating into the middle of the mages, disappearing into the crowd. He nervously said to the players next to him, "Cover me!"

When Qing An searched for Nie Yan's gaze again, he discovered that Nie Yan had disappeared, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Dozens of mage players formed a human wall, protecting Qing An inside. Qing An understood that it was unrealistic to expect these mages to withstand Mad Rogue Nie Yan; these mages were merely cannon fodder to buy him time.

"Damn it, the paladin and the golden earth dragon are too troublesome. Quickly search for Mad Rogue Nie Yan's location!" Qing An's gaze swept towards the shamans behind him. He asked, "Are you guys ready? Druids, search for Nie Yan's location!"

The druids buffed themselves with Enhanced Perception, densely searching for Nie Yan's location.

"There!"

They discovered Nie Yan, but they only saw a flash of his figure as Nie Yan streaked away into the distance.

"Qing An, leader, Mad Rogue Nie Yan is heading towards you."

Qing An narrowed his eyes. Mad Rogue Nie Yan, if you dare to come, I'll play you to death! He raised his staff and quickly retreated, several shamans planting totems around him.

Nie Yan quickly approached Qing An. Three elven mages stood in front of him.

After being approached by Nie Yan, these three Angel Corps elven mages panicked and raised their staffs, preparing to attack Nie Yan.

Nie Yan suddenly accelerated, his body leaving behind trails of afterimages. In a moment, he was next to the three elven mages. Cold light flashed, and噗噗噗, blood spurted from their throats. As they were killed, they stared with wide eyes, seemingly unable to understand how Nie Yan's speed could be so fast.

This was a speed that could make all mages despair.

After the three mages were instantly killed, a gap opened up in front of Qing An.

Qing An quickly retreated, waving the staff in his hand. With a bang, a Wind Lightning Totem was detonated at the place where Nie Yan was standing, and electric light burst out.

Almost at the instant the Wind Lightning Totem was detonated, Nie Yan used Gale Step and instantly charged next to Qing An, the Zennarde's Sword in his hand like a shooting star, piercing Qing An's heart.

Instant kill!

With such speed, Qing An didn't have time to cast any skills.

As he killed Qing An, Nie Yan seemed to see a sneer at the corner of Qing An's mouth.

Almost at the instant Nie Yan killed Qing An, about five yards away from Nie Yan, a shaman priest cast Soul Shackles on Nie Yan, preventing Nie Yan from using a random teleport scroll.

"Die, Mad Rogue Nie Yan!"

Thirty or forty shaman priests simultaneously detonated the nearby invisible Wind Lightning Totems.轰轰轰, thunderous booms sounded, and violent lightning swept across the place where Nie Yan was standing. The exploding electric light engulfed Nie Yan.

The simultaneous detonation of thirty or forty Wind Lightning Totems was extremely powerful. Uncontrollable lightning swept across an area of more than thirty yards around, and the streaks of lightning emitted blinding light, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime. Two or thirty Angel Corps players nearby were too slow to run and were instantly killed by the electric light.

"Mad Rogue Nie Yan has been killed!"

"He's dead!"

The surrounding Angel Corps players revealed expressions of wild joy. They had personally watched Nie Yan fall into the encirclement of lightning and be hit by the lightning. This was thirty or forty Wind Lightning Totems! The shaman's most powerful damaging skill, and in such numbers! In this situation, even if Nie Yan had more health and higher defense, he would definitely die. They had witnessed the demise of a legend!

No matter how strong a player was, he wasn't a god!

The news of Mad Rogue Nie Yan's death would become the most sensational news on the entire server.

This group of them had completed this perfect coordinated attack. Everything here would be remembered by the players.

"Pay attention to Mad Rogue Nie Yan's corpse. Don't let him run back to resurrect!"

The lightning from the Wind Lightning Totems was still raging wildly. They didn't yet know where Nie Yan's corpse was located.