Han Lei was deeply moved. Nie Yan was a true friend.

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

"Okay," Han Lei nodded.

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

Han Lei and the others watched Nie Yan leave before snapping out of their daze, as if waking from a dream.

They looked at the equipment in their hands: an level 110 Akdor Magic Robe, an level 115 Lassoth Glory Armor... Each piece of equipment felt unreal.

These equipment pieces generally dropped from level 100 dungeons, which were extremely difficult. Players couldn't even enter them unless their defense and health reached an extremely high standard. Every piece of equipment that dropped inside was a treasure to Han Lei and the others, but to Nie Yan, they were just trash.

If these items 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 spicy girl asked.

The 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 middle school, the three of us were once known as the Three Musketeers. We were basically together all the time. Later, I transferred schools," Han Lei said with some nostalgia.

"Three? Which three?"

"One of them is Crazy Thief Nie Yan, who you just met. The other is Qian Zi, who has been at the top of the level rankings for most of the year."

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

"It's embarrassing that I'm the only one who's become a burden. What a disgrace," Han Lei said, clenching his fist. He had to catch up. His two former brothers had already made a name for themselves, while he was still unknown. If he continued like this, he would despise himself. He made a decision in his heart.

Nie Yan followed the street all the way, passing through alleys, and finally arrived at a store in the corner of Okoron City.

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

Nie Yan looked at the two NPCs, which were roughly as Guo Huai had described. These guys reminded Nie Yan of the imprisoned War God Kelo. They had many similarities with War God Kelo, and they were clearly barbarians.

The door of the store was closed, and there were no signs or anything.

Under normal circumstances, these mysterious shops really had the saying, "Good wine needs no bush." They were located in very remote places, sold very expensive items, and were very demanding of players, but still many players patronized them, and business was surprisingly good. The reason was simple: because they sold special items that were extremely tempting to players.

The fact that such a store would open 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, which would greatly promote commerce and trade here.

There were more than a dozen players staying at the entrance of the mysterious shop. Most of these players wore cloaks and did not show their true faces. Those who did not wear cloaks had very good equipment, including many sub-legendary equipment.

This group of people whispered to each other.

Nie Yan casually glanced at these people. Many of them did not wear guild badges. He didn't know which guild they belonged to. One was from the Niu Ren Tribe and one was from the Galan Temple. They were obviously elite-level players.

"The nobility required to purchase items in this mysterious shop is too high. Does anyone among you have the title of Marquis?"

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

"If anyone has the title of Marquis, I'm willing to add 30% to buy items from inside."

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

So even if they knew that there were good things in the mysterious shop, they couldn't buy them. How could they not be depressed?

More people continued to arrive.

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

"There should still be many who have reached the title of Marquis."

Nie Yan walked towards the two barbarian guards at the entrance, wearing a wide black robe and without a guild badge. No one could recognize him.

The two barbarian guards immediately showed respectful expressions when they saw Nie Yan and welcomed him in.

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.

They immediately surrounded the entrance of the mysterious shop and peered inside.

Under their watchful eyes, Nie Yan walked to the counter. Behind the counter was an old barbarian. The old barbarian was the highest-ranking person in this mysterious shop. When he saw Nie Yan, he showed an excited expression and respectfully bowed to Nie Yan.

Nie Yan used Super Appraisal on the old barbarian.

Barbarian Priest Waigros: Level 180, Lord.

To the barbarians, priests were highly respected and were usually elders from the tribe.

Seeing that the 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 a little different.

"Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, I have a very presumptuous request. May I see your left arm?" Waigros said, his tone 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 Kelo and might be some special mark of the barbarian tribe.

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

"Yes, respected elder," Nie Yan extended his left hand and removed his gauntlet.

When Waigros saw the Holy Spirit Mark on Nie Yan's left hand, he showed an excited and ecstatic expression, muttering to himself, tears streaming down his face, "It's already 96% complete. We are finally about to see the Saint appear. His Majesty, the great War God Kelo, once said that the Saint will lead us to glory."

Waigros's words were intermittent, but Nie Yan still understood the gist of them. It was indeed related to War God Kelo.

He wondered if Waigros would provide any quest clues.

"Respected Great Prophet Nie Yan, thank you. When His Majesty War God Kelo left, he left us a last word: whoever obtains the Heart of the Holy Spirit will be the leader of our barbarian clan, and we must obey his orders. Before the Heart of the Holy Spirit is completed, we have an obligation to help those who possess the Holy Spirit Mark complete the Heart of the Holy Spirit," Waigros said again, bowing respectfully, his attitude very sincere.

Hearing Waigros's words, Nie Yan suddenly understood. He didn't expect there to be such a story. Perhaps War God Kelo knew he wasn't Zenard's match when he was about to fight Zenard, the Dragon King, but at the same time, Zenard couldn't kill him either. He may have already foreseen the ending and came up with a way to leave instructions for 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 instructed his descendants to assist that person in completing the quest.

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, one level 180 Lord and two level 180 Elites, one could imagine that the strength of the barbarian tribe was not weak. After all, they were a famous fighting 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 does not violate justice and morality, even if it means sacrificing the entire barbarian tribe," Waigros 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," Waigros said.

Five hundred barbarian warriors were a huge 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," Waigros was extremely excited. The area where they lived was the most barren area of the Abernathy Great Plains. 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 absorb the barbarian warriors into the Okoron City Guard.

"I need some things," Nie Yan said, looking at the items displayed in the counter. Once his gaze focused, he couldn't take it away.

Now he understood why the people outside were so crazy!

There were many items sold here, but the grades were all very high, such as totem poles, rune stones, gems, etc., which were rare and good things. They also sold many advanced materials and blueprints that could be used to make sub-legendary and even legendary equipment leather and blueprints, which were definitely a powerful temptation for players.

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

Among the many items, a strange item caught his attention. It was actually a human finger bone, with some peculiar words carved on it, which was very delicate.

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