Rebirth of the thief who roamed around the world (BOOK 2)

Chapter 345 - Slaughter God

Breaking Cliff Crypt Stronghold, the territory of Fallen Angel, was constructed out of giant stone structures with numerous towering spires.

A Dark Incantist sat solemnly in a spacious hall within the Fallen Angel guild headquarters. He held a bonewood staff with a dark blue orb embedded at the tip in his hand. His coal-gray robes embroidered with gold embellishments overflowed with magical energy. Stitched to his collar was a crimson shadow vine coiled around a white skull.

He was a 27-year-old man with a tall stature and somewhat of a heroic appearance. His gaze flickered with a frosty and imposing light.

He was Plenty, the guild leader of Fallen Angel.

Dark, Blood Scar, and several others were trembling in front of Plenty, not daring to utter a single word. They could sense his fury from losing the Black Kingsnake Shield.

Dark wanted to speak up but hesitated. He didn't dare to challenge the authority of the guild leader.

"Dark, explain yourself," Plenty said in a heavy tone.

Dark gulped before taking a deep breath. "Everything was originally going according to plan, the Zombie Overseer was almost dead. But then, we were suddenly caught off guard by several Zombie Foremen and that Golden Dragon. That human Thief, he was too fast. He wiped out all our Dark Shamans before we could even react. Blood Scar was incapacitated by the Zombie Overseer's kick. He had no way of defending himself..."

Plenty cut off Dark. "I'm not looking into who was at fault. However, I want the Black Kingsnake Shield back at all costs. Did Persimmon report back with anything?"

Dark breathed out a sigh of relief after knowing Plenty wasn't going to punish anyone. He hurriedly replied, "We last heard from Persimmon when he reported spotting that human Thief's pets. I'll ask him for an update right now."

Before long, Persimmon sent back a video.

"Boss, Persimmon sent over a video. I'll play it for everyone to watch."

The video started off with five Zombie Foremen and a Golden Dragon crushing a group of 100 players. The Zombie Foremen were especially eye-catching as they swept everything before them with their perfectly synchronized three-pronged attacks. Even though Nie Yan never appeared during the actual battle, one could imagine the mental drain of controlling six minions at the same time. Nie Yan finally revealed himself walking out of the darkness near the end. He seemed to sense something off and swung his head around, staring directly at the viewer. The veins around his eyes were visible, and his pupils shone with a soul-piercing light.

Dark, Blood Scar, and the others gasped.

Plenty tapped on the armrest of his throne. "This fellow is a bit interesting. Have Persimmon continue tailing him!" He debated whether or not he should dispatch a few hundred to a thousand players to surround Nie Yan. Catching a Thief, especially a highly skilled one, was no easy feat in the eternal night of the Underworld.

Dark inwardly rejoiced after seeing Plenty's mood lighten up. Persimmon's video had undoubtedly saved their hides. It wasn't due to their incompetence that they almost wiped, but rather the enemy was simply too powerful!

"Boss, what do we do now?" Dark asked.

"Keep a watch over him. The Black Kingsnake Shield isn't worth much on the surface, maybe a few hundred gold in raw materials. Its value is at least ten times greater in the Underworld. He surely know this as well. I doubt he'll be so foolish as to bring it back to the surface. Find someone to get in touch with him," Plenty ordered. He was determined to retrieve the Black Kingsnake Shield at all costs. It was best if he could achieve this without force. But if things went down that path, so be it.