Chapter 838 - Silvermoon Gorge (1/2)
Nie Yan placed down markers in the southern, eastern, and western part of the Demon Tribe and even some in the Undead Empire. 16 in total. They were at least three hours apart, with the largest distance between two markers being 12 hours away. Meanwhile, Instant Transmission only had a cooldown of 30 minutes. Like this, Angud would have no hope of catching him.
Nie Yan never stayed in the same place for more than an hour, and he continued placing more and more markers.
Back in the Klarence Stronghold, Godking was swamped with work. Angud kept asking him for Nie Yan’s whereabouts. Pantheon’s intelligence network would quickly track down his coordinates and report them to Angud. However, every time he rushed over, Nie Yan would be nowhere to be found. When they checked again, he would be more than a thousand miles away. After this happened several times in a row, Angud began to suspect Pantheon was purposely giving him bad intelligence. He erupted into a violent fit of rage and stormed over to Godking.
“Give me an explanation! You know the consequences for deceiving me!” Angud said coldly.
Godking shivered as he sensed icy killing intent emanating from Angud. If his reply was unsatisfactory in any way, not only him, but all of Pantheon would suffer a calamity. He carefully said, “L-lord Angud, I wouldn’t dare to deceive you. I believe Nirvana Flame has a skill which allows him to teleport freely to any location. That’s why he’s gone by the time you arrive.”
Angud closely observed Godking’s expression, judging whether he was telling the truth or lying.
Godking trembled in fear and trepidation. He bowed deeply in front of Angud, looking like a lamb ready for the slaughter.
Angud’s expression relaxed a little. He said indifferently, “Pay close attention to his whereabouts. If there are any updates, report to me immediately.”
“Yes!” Godking answered solemnly, feeling as though he’d just escape a calamity of epic proportions.
Nie Yan scoured through most of the Demon Tribe and the Undead Empire on his Darkwing Dragon, obtaining clues on Lich King Insar’s Treasure and the Occult Talisman of Empress Finas. However, he didn’t dare to get too invested into any single questline, lest he lost track of time and Angud caught him.
Nie Yan got in touch with the people of Fallen Angel. He planned to sell some of his spoils to them. The meeting point was a place in the southern part of the Undead Empire called Valley of Echoes.
Nie Yan arrived at the designated meeting spot. He examined the surroundings while in stealth. It was a 10-meter wide clearing in the middle of a vibrant forest.
The trees growing here were up to a dozen meters tall. Nie Yan climbed up to the top of one and gazed down below.
The representative of Fallen Angel wouldn’t be late. Likely, they had learned from their previous lesson and dispatched a more reliable fellow this time.
About five minutes before the appointed time, a silhouette appeared in the middle of the clearing. It was Proud Warlance! The two of them had interacted with each other a couple of times before. So, they could be considered acquaintances. Nie Yan didn’t immediately go down. After confirming there was no one else in the vicinity, he used the Pearl of Disguise to become an Evil Faction player and leaped down from the tree.
“You’re here,” Warlance greeted with a smile.
Nie Yan nodded. The two of them knew what the other wanted. Both Asskickers United and Fallen Angels enjoyed great profits from their partnership. He hoped things would continue on like this.
“Do you have anything good for me?” Warlance asked. Their time was short. So, he got straight to the point.
Nie Yan sent Warlance a trade request and placed all the Evil Faction exclusive items he had obtained into the window. There were several particularly excellent items among them.
“These are the spoils of war our players collected from the Satreen Empire,” Warlance said, as he put a great many items into the trade window.
Nie Yan confirmed the trade. He obtained seven pieces of Sub Legendary- and three pieces of Legendary-grade equipment. They were all in the Level 130–140 range, perfectly suited for the elites of the guild.
After completing the trade, Nie Yan and Warlance shortly chatted about the future partnership between their two guilds.
“It’s about time I get going.” Nie Yan turned around. Angud would soon be arriving most likely. Besides, he had things to do, like continuing on with his quests.
“Wait a moment,” Warlance called out.
Nie Yan halted his steps. “Is there anything else?”
Warlanced hesitated for a moment before finally asking, “Do you have the Death God’s Edge on you?”
Nie Yan’s eyes flickered with a sharp light. He locked eyes with Warlance, trying to find a clue for his interest.
Information about the Death God’s Edge being in his possession was already public knowledge by now. How could Warlance not know? Nie Yan slowly nodded.
“Plenty wants to buy it from you. Just state a price. So long as it’s within what we can bear, everything is negotiable,” Warlance said. Nie Yan’s sharp gaze caused his heart to tremble.