Han Lei felt deeply moved. Someone like Nie Yan was a true friend.

"You guys level up first. If you need anything, just contact me directly," Nie Yan said, setting Han Lei and the others as close friends, so they could private chat with him at any time.

"Okay," Han Lei nodded.

Nie Yan walked towards the distance, slowly disappearing at the end of the street.

Han Lei and the others watched Nie Yan leave, then snapped out of their daze, feeling like they'd been dreaming.

They looked at the equipment in their hands, level 110 Akdor Magic Robe, level 115 Rasos Radiance Armor... Each piece of equipment gave them an unreal feeling.

These equipment pieces usually dropped in level 100 dungeons. Those dungeons were extremely difficult. You couldn't even enter without reaching a very high standard of defense, health, etc. Each piece of equipment that dropped inside was a treasure to Han Lei and the others, but to Nie Yan, they could only be classified as trash.

If these things were dropped on the ground, Nie Yan probably wouldn't even bother to glance at them.

"Boss, tell us how you met Crazy Thief Nie Yan?" the hot girl asked.

Fatty and the doctor immediately looked at Han Lei with interest. This was also a question they wanted to know the answer to.

"In elementary and junior high school, the three of us were once known as the Three Musketeers. We were basically together for everything. Later, I transferred to another school," Han Lei said with a hint of nostalgia.

"Three? Which three?"

"One of them is Crazy Thief Nie Yan, who you just met. The other is Harrier, who has been at the top of the level rankings for more than half a year."

Hearing Han Lei's words, the hot girl and the others gasped. These two people were strong enough.

"I'm ashamed that I'm the only one who's become a burden. It's embarrassing," Han Lei said. He clenched his fist. Next, he had to catch up. His two former brothers were already laughing proudly in their respective domains, while he was still unknown. If this continued, he wouldn't even be able to look up to himself. He secretly made a decision in his heart.

Nie Yan walked along the street, through the alleys, and finally arrived at a shop in the corner of Okoron City.

The shop was very simple and low-key, with two tall NPC guards at the door.

Nie Yan sized up the two NPCs. They were roughly the same as Guo Huai had described. These guys reminded Nie Yan of the imprisoned War God Krollo. They had many similarities with War God Krollo, clearly being barbarians.

The shop door was closed, and there was no sign or anything like that.

Generally speaking, these mysterious shops really had a "good wine needs no bush" kind of vibe. They were located in very remote places, the things they sold were very expensive, and they had very strict requirements for players, but still, many players patronized them, and business was surprisingly good. The reason was simple: because they sold things that were quite special and extremely tempting to players.

The fact that such a shop had opened in Okoron City made Nie Yan feel very excited. These mysterious shops often attracted players from other cities, which could increase the popularity of Okoron City. The longer players stayed in Okoron City, the more they spent, and the greater the boost to commerce and trade here.

There were more than a dozen players lingering at the entrance of the mysterious shop. Most of these players wore cloaks, not showing their true faces. Those who weren't wearing cloaks had very good equipment, with many sub-legendary pieces.

This group of people were whispering to each other.

Nie Yan glanced at these people casually. Many of them weren't wearing guild badges. He didn't know which guild they were from. One was from the Niu Ren Tribe, and another was from the Kalan Temple. They were clearly all elite-level players.

"The title required to buy items in this mysterious shop is too high. Does anyone here have the title of Marquis?"

"No, I'm still a Baron. I'm far from being a Marquis."

"If anyone has the title of Marquis, I'm willing to pay 30% more to buy things inside."

Several people offered high prices for others to purchase on their behalf. They were all clearly not short of money, but the tragedy was that none of them had reached the title of Marquis.

So even though they knew there were good things inside the mysterious shop, they couldn't buy them. How could one word "depressed" describe their feelings?

More and more people arrived.

"I don't believe it. There isn't a single person among so many of us who has reached the level of Marquis. Let's wait a little longer."

"There should be quite a few people who have reached the title of Marquis."

Nie Yan walked towards the two barbarian guards at the door, wearing a large black robe and not wearing a guild badge. No one could recognize him.

The two barbarian guards immediately showed a respectful expression after seeing Nie Yan and welcomed him inside.

The group of people at the entrance of the mysterious shop saw that the two barbarian guards were so respectful to Nie Yan, and their hearts stirred. There was hope.

This group of people immediately surrounded the entrance of the mysterious shop and looked inside.

Under their gaze, Nie Yan walked to the counter. Standing behind the counter was an old barbarian. The old barbarian was the person with the highest status in this mysterious shop. After seeing Nie Yan, he showed an excited expression and bowed respectfully to Nie Yan.

Nie Yan threw a detect at the old barbarian.

Barbarian Priest Waiges: Level 180, Lord.

For barbarians, priests were beings of very high status, usually held by elders in the tribe.

Seeing that this old barbarian priest was so respectful to him, Nie Yan was very surprised. The attitude of the old barbarian priest and the two barbarian guards towards him seemed to be a little different.

"Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, I have a very presumptuous request. May I take a look at your left arm?" Waiges said. His tone was very sincere.

Left arm? Nie Yan suddenly remembered the Holy Spirit Mark on his left arm. This Holy Spirit Mark was related to War God Krollo, and might be some special symbol of the barbarian tribe.

Waiges seemed to be able to sense the Holy Spirit Mark.

"Of course, respected elder," Nie Yan reached out his left hand and took off his gauntlet.

Waiges saw the Holy Spirit Mark on Nie Yan's left hand, revealing an excited and ecstatic expression. He muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face, "It's already 96% complete. We are finally about to see the Holy One appear. His Majesty, the great War God Krollo, once said that the Holy One will lead us to glory."

Waiges's words were a bit disjointed, but Nie Yan still understood the gist of it. It was indeed related to War God Krollo.

He wondered if Waiges would provide any quest clues.

"Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, thank you. When His Majesty War God Krollo left, he left us a legacy, that whoever obtains the Heart of the Holy Spirit will be the leader of our barbarian race, and we must obey his orders. Before the Heart of the Holy Spirit is completed, those who possess the Holy Spirit Mark have an obligation to assist him in completing the Heart of the Holy Spirit," Waiges bowed respectfully again, his attitude very sincere.

Hearing Waiges's words, Nie Yan suddenly understood. He didn't expect there to be such a story. Perhaps War God Krollo knew he was no match for the Dragon King Zannade, when he was about to fight him, but at the same time, Zannade couldn't kill him either. He may have already foreseen the ending, so he came up with a way to leave a legacy to the members of the barbarian tribe in advance. When he needed someone to rescue him, he would imprint the Holy Spirit Mark on that person, and worried that that person would not be able to complete the Heart of the Holy Spirit quest, he told his descendants to assist that person in completing it.

Nie Yan happened to be the chosen one.

"Then can I ask you to do some things for me?" Nie Yan asked, wondering how strong the barbarian tribe was. Looking at the three people in this mysterious shop, a level 180 Lord and two level 180 elites, one could imagine that the strength of the barbarian tribe was definitely not weak. After all, they were a famous warrior race, and the most powerful warriors on the continent were born from the barbarians.

"Yes, we can do anything for you, as long as it doesn't violate justice and morality, even if it means sacrificing the entire barbarian tribe," Waiges said solemnly.

Nie Yan nodded and asked, "How many people are there in the barbarian tribe in total?"

"We have a total of five hundred warriors and one thousand two hundred elderly, weak, women, and children," Waiges said.

Five hundred barbarian warriors were a great temptation for Nie Yan.

"Let them all come to Okoron City. I will provide them with free housing and food and help them settle down in Okoron City," Nie Yan said.

"Thank you, merciful lord," Waiges seemed extremely excited. The area where they lived was the most barren area of the Abernathy Great Prairie. They didn't even have enough food, but they firmly remembered their ancestral teachings and didn't bully the weak or seize other people's territory. Nie Yan's offer to move them to Okoron City was undoubtedly a boon to them.

Nie Yan smiled slightly. Letting those barbarians settle in Okoron City was beneficial to him in every way. He could just absorb the barbarian warriors into the city guards of Okoron City.

"I need some things," Nie Yan looked at the items on display in the counter. Once his gaze focused, he couldn't move it away.

He finally understood why those people outside were so crazy!

There were many things sold here, but they were all of very high quality. For example, totem poles, rune stones, gems, etc., were all rare and good things. They also sold many advanced materials and blueprints, beast hides and blueprints that could be used to make sub-legendary or even legendary equipment, which was definitely a very powerful temptation for players.

Nie Yan already had a lot of good things in his backpack, but many of the items here still managed to pique his interest.

Among the many items, a strange item caught his attention. This thing was actually a person's finger bone, with some strange characters carved on it, very exquisite.

Using Super Appraisal, the name of this finger bone was actually: Lich King Ingsol's Finger Bone.