Chapter 991 - Battle of the Pinnacle 1 (1/2)

The Rank 10 Darkwing Dragon terrorized the sky, tearing through multiple Rank 9 flying mounts in the blink of an eye.

The flying mount riders from Fallen Angel fled in every direction. Instead of giving chase, Nie Yan had the Darkwing Dragon swoop down toward the stronghold.

“The Darkwing Dragon is coming for us! E-everyone, run!”

In the face of the invincible and unstoppable Darkwing Dragon, the players from Fallen Angel lost all will to fight and quickly scattered.

Both light and dark energy rapidly converged above the Darkwing Dragon. Before long, two beams pierced through the air and headed directly for the stronghold below. They spiralled around each other before finally merging at the end. BOOOM! A giant explosion shook the entire stronghold.

The destructive blast swept mayhem through the entire stronghold.

After the dust and smoke settled, everything within a several thousand meters radius of the blast zone was transformed into ruins. The walls were no exception, with the void creatures flooding in like a surging tide.

The stronghold became a chaotic battlefield. Nie Yan had the Darkwing Dragon fly across the air. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Its enormous wings collided with the arrow and cannon towers, causing some to collapse completely and others to have their tops broken off.

A shower of magic rained down on the stronghold. The dragons focused their spells on where players were most concentrated. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Countless players were engulfed by explosions.

After suffering Nie Yan’s assault, the stronghold was quickly overrun by void creatures.

The Mages from Fallen Angel raised their staffs and attacked the Darkwing Dragon with their magic. BANG! BANG! BANG! The spells exploded on its body but failed to do any meaningful damage. Their attacks barely left a mark.

Nie Yan passed an order to the Darkwing Dragon. It quickly ascended to a 600-meter high altitude.

Looking down from above, the stronghold was in complete chaos. There were over 100 high level void creatures wreaking havoc inside. Surrounding them were countless black dots. These were the players from Fallen Angel. They were trying their best to repel the void creatures, but their numbers were quickly dwindling. Before long, the stronghold would be lost.

Nie Yan had successfully broken the previous deadlock with his appearance. Fallen Angel had no way of repairing their walls in the middle of combat, nor could they deal with the never-ending flood of void creatures. In the end, they would have no choice but to abandon the stronghold.

Nie Yan no longer paid any attention to the players below. The Darkwing Dragon sped away and disappeared into the horizon.

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Necropolis, Fallen Angel guild headquarters.

Plenty wore a grim expression on his face. He had just received word of Nie Yan’s destructive display in the Soraga Stronghold. The stronghold was one of Fallen Angel’s three Advanced Strongholds. If the void creatures turned it into ruins, it would be a heavy blow to Fallen Angel.

However, there was nothing Plenty could do to save the stronghold. Nie Yan was heading right for Necropolis. This was where his odds of winning were the greatest. If it were anywhere else, he would have no hope!

So, even though he knew Soraga was going to fall, he didn’t take the initiative to attack.

Right now, Plenty’s only hope was that Nie Yan would arrive here faster so they could have their showdown in Necropolis.

...

Nie Yan stood on the Darkwing Dragon’s back and gazed into the distance. A vast grave stretching as far as the eye could see appeared in his vision. In the center was an enormous transfer gate. At the top of the gate was a giant eyeball which emitted an ominous light as it swept its gaze over the surroundings.

The only way for a Righteous Faction player to reach Necropolis was by destroying this gate.

Hundreds of thousands of Evil Faction players formed a giant semicircle around the gate to protect it.

“I heard Nirvana Flame is about to arrive!”

“Yeah, I wonder how the showdown will go.”

…

Several players were quietly discussing amongst each other. They were guildless players who only came here to watch the show. This kind of once in a lifetime match filled them with curiosity. If Fallen Angel hadn’t sealed off the area, even more people would’ve come to watch.

Some players gazed over at Fallen Angel’s ranks. Standing at the front was Plenty in his ashen cloak. According to rumours, he had upgraded all his equipment to Sacred-grade with void metal. As for their stats and bonuses, no one knew but him.