Chapter 1 Slaughter

The Darkwing Dragon grabbed a Nether Black Eagle, its claws exerting force. With a miserable shriek, the Nether Black Eagle was torn to pieces, a rain of blood scattering down.

"Damn, block it!"

"This thing is even more ferocious than before!"

"How could this be!"

The players panicked, seeing Nie Yan's Darkwing Dragon pouncing, and had no choice but to fight back.

Another Nether Black Eagle swooped down on the Darkwing Dragon, its sharp steel claws slashing downwards. With a crisp clang, the Nether Black Eagle's claws seemed to have struck iron, unable to penetrate even a fraction. The Darkwing Dragon was undamaged, but the Nether Black Eagle's claws were nearly broken.

The player standing on the Nether Black Eagle was stunned. He didn't expect the Darkwing Dragon's scales to be so hard. What kind of defense was this?

Before he could react, the Darkwing Dragon rammed its body sideways, sending the Nether Black Eagle flying with a bang.

The size of the Nether Black Eagle was far too different from that of the Darkwing Dragon. Before the behemoth that was the Darkwing Dragon, it was like a vulnerable child, without any ability to resist. This was the difference between Tier 6 and Tier 8.

After the Darkwing Dragon sent the Nether Black Eagle flying, it immediately pounced towards another Black Devil Winged Bird.

The player standing on the back of the Black Devil Winged Bird was shocked and quickly manipulated the Black Devil Winged Bird to turn and flee.

The Darkwing Dragon pounced on the back of the Black Devil Winged Bird, opened its mouth and bit down, tearing off the Black Devil Winged Bird's wing. A miserable scream pierced the sky, sending chills down people's spines.

The difference in strength between these Tier 6 flying mounts and the Darkwing Dragon was too great!

When they looked at the Darkwing Dragon, they realized that it was completely different from before. Its size was more than half again as large as before, its huge wingspan was strong and powerful, and its entire body was covered in nearly black scales, as crystal clear as crystals. Traces of black light flowed over its body, as if it were completely forged from crystal.

The Darkwing Dragon was as ferocious as a bloodstained Asura, covered in blood.

A powerful Dragon Might emanated from the Darkwing Dragon's body, causing these Tier 6 flying mounts to tremble and dare not move.

Nie Yan stood on the back of the Darkwing Dragon, like a god overlooking the world, making people dare not look up.

All of this made the players on the backs of these Tier 6 flying mounts tremble with fear, completely losing their will to fight.

"We can't beat it, retreat!"

"Everyone, run!"

"My flying mount won't listen to commands!" a player shouted anxiously.

"Mine either!"

They were panicked and helpless, not knowing what to do. The many Tier 6 flying mounts beneath them were disobedient and unable to engage in combat. Only a few flying mounts, relatively far away from the Darkwing Dragon, were unaffected by the Dragon Might and ran away without looking back.

Nie Yan's eyes locked onto a Silver Ring Poison Fly below. The Darkwing Dragon suddenly lowered its altitude and swooped down.

"Mad Rogue Nie Yan is here!"

"Get out of the way!"

The warrior sitting on the back of the Silver Ring Poison Fly looked up and saw the Darkwing Dragon swooping down from the sky, like a dark cloud covering him, darkening his vision. A powerful pressure nearly crushed him.

The Silver Ring Poison Fly let out a terrified shriek.

Seeing the Darkwing Dragon pouncing down, the warrior didn't know where the strength came from, but he forcibly pulled the Silver Ring Poison Fly, diverting its direction. The Silver Ring Poison Fly struggled, flapping its wings and flying to the side.

Seeing the Silver Ring Poison Fly trying to escape, Nie Yan snorted coldly. Thinking of escaping? Not so easy. He adjusted his direction.

The Silver Ring Poison Fly was too slow. The Darkwing Dragon pounced down, grabbing the Silver Ring Poison Fly's abdomen with a claw, tearing it open. With a *pu* sound, dark green liquid spurted out.

The Silver Ring Poison Fly screamed miserably, flapping its wings trying to escape. The Darkwing Dragon grabbed the Silver Ring Poison Fly's head with another claw, crushing it.

Even without its head, the Silver Ring Poison Fly flew a long distance before falling downwards.

The Darkwing Dragon roared and spat out a mouthful of Dragon Breath, engulfing another Nightmare Butterfly.

The Nightmare Butterfly struggled and fluttered in the flames before falling from the sky.

One Tier 6 flying mount after another was slaughtered by the Darkwing Dragon. The Tier 6 flying mounts, which seemed incredibly powerful to ordinary players, were utterly vulnerable before the Darkwing Dragon. After advancing to Tier 8, the Darkwing Dragon's strength had undergone a qualitative leap.

The surrounding players had lost their will to resist. The Darkwing Dragon's ferocity made them tremble, and they wanted to escape, but the flying mounts beneath them were disobedient. They could only watch as the Darkwing Dragon cruelly slaughtered one flying mount after another. They looked at Nie Yan on the back of the Darkwing Dragon. Nie Yan's eyes were cold, without any sympathy or pity, and his attacks were ruthless.

A thick bloody smell filled the air, lingering for a long time.

For a long time to come, they probably wouldn't have the heart to antagonize Mad Rogue Nie Yan.

At this moment, at the headquarters of the Tribes of Gods guild, God King was discussing the conflict of interest with Angel Corps with a group of players when he suddenly received a message notification. He glanced at it, and his expression changed.

"Guild Leader, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Guild Leader?"

The players below saw that God King's expression was a little off.

God King shook his head and said, "It's nothing, continue."

The players looked at God King suspiciously. Seeing that God King wouldn't say, they could only give up.

God King had just received news that the thirty-odd Tier 6 flying mounts he had sent to intercept Mad Rogue Nie Yan were almost completely wiped out, with only a few managing to escape by chance. He couldn't tell the members below this news because this matter was absolutely confidential and couldn't be known by Ni Ren Guild. The loss of those thirty-odd Tier 6 flying mounts caused his heart to bleed. The Tribes of Gods guild had suffered heavy losses in this battle.

Blade of the Death God. God King clenched his right hand. Originally, he didn't want to provoke Mad Rogue Nie Yan again, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the Blade of the Death God. He just didn't expect that Nie Yan's Darkwing Dragon would actually kill so many Tier 6 flying mounts. This greatly exceeded his expectations. Tier 8 Darkwing Dragon. God King couldn't help but feel dejected. How powerful were Tier 8 flying mounts? Probably, there weren't many flying mounts in the entire server that could compete with a Tier 8 Darkwing Dragon.

God King told the people below to keep a close eye on Mad Rogue Nie Yan, but he didn't dare to act rashly anymore. He could only pin his hopes on the Demi-human Angude.

Nie Yan rode on the back of the Darkwing Dragon and looked into the distance. Several flying mounts had escaped far away, too far to chase.

The Darkwing Dragon was staggering in the air. Something was wrong. It might be exhaustion, or it might be something else.

Nie Yan chanted a spell and recalled the Darkwing Dragon, then jumped down.

As he approached the ground, Nie Yan used Feather Fall.

His body landed lightly. Looking around, the devastation here would shock many people. Everywhere were fragments of various flying mount corpses, severed wings, torn heads. There were very few intact bodies, and most of the corpses were still dripping with blood, showing how ferocious the Darkwing Dragon was during the slaughter.

Looking at the scene before him, Nie Yan's emotions didn't fluctuate in the slightest. He had experienced even more bloody scenes than this. He walked to the side of a Tier 6 flying mount, raised his dagger, and stabbed it. He smoothly peeled it open and saw a black crystal core shining inside. Nie Yan reached out and took it out. Another Tier 6 crystal core, of the darkness element.

Most of the flying mounts in the underworld were creatures of the darkness element, so there were many darkness element crystal cores. Nie Yan needed these things!

After finding a darkness element crystal core, Nie Yan immediately went to find other crystal cores, lest someone come and snatch them later.

About twenty minutes later, Nie Yan collected a total of twenty-six crystal cores, twenty-one of which were of the darkness element, arranged in a row in his bag.

An idea popped into Nie Yan's mind. Most of the flying mounts in the underworld were of the darkness element. It was hard to guarantee that someone wouldn't indiscriminately kill darkness element flying mounts to obtain darkness element crystal cores and raise high-tier flying mounts. Even the Light Faction often massively slaughtered low-tier flying mounts to obtain crystal cores, let alone the Darkness Faction, where single-element flying mounts accounted for such a high proportion. In the future, when riding the Darkwing Dragon in the Darkness Faction, he had to avoid being ambushed.

Looking at these crystal clear crystal cores, he looked at the Darkwing Dragon in the pet space.

The Darkwing Dragon looked a little tired and listless. Nie Yan pulled out a darkness element crystal core and threw it into the pet space. The Darkwing Dragon opened its mouth and bit it, crunching it into pieces, then swallowed it. It closed its eyes and lay down.

Soon, the energy contained in this darkness element crystal core was absorbed by the Darkwing Dragon. The Darkwing Dragon's scales emitted a glittering luster, even more dazzling than before.

The risk of the Darkwing Dragon being burst by the crystal core energy had passed. The Darkwing Dragon's body was now very strong and could accommodate dozens of times more energy than before. There was no need to worry about too much energy at all.

He didn't know when the Darkwing Dragon would wake up. Only after it woke up could Nie Yan continue to feed it darkness element crystal cores.

A Tier 8 Darkwing Dragon, this was definitely a huge gain for Nie Yan.

Tier 9 was very difficult to reach. A Tier 8 Darkwing Dragon could dominate the skies for a long time.

Because the aerial battle took place in a relatively remote location, not many players knew about it. Nie Yan sent the video of the aerial battle to Guo Huai and sent Guo Huai a message: "Help me find out who these people are."

After receiving the video, Guo Huai quickly began the investigation. Soon, he sent back a message: "When we investigated the Demi-human Angude before, we had some clues. All the clues show that it should be the people from the Tribes of Gods."

"As I guessed." Nie Yan smiled faintly. With the Blade of the Death God in his hands, the Tribes of Gods probably wouldn't be willing to be lonely.