Rebirth of the thief who roamed around the world (BOOK 4)

Chapter 642 - Slaughter in the Air

Putting on the Silk Spinner Ring, Cobweb Ring, Leaper Ring, and Crawler Ring, Nie Yan caressed the blade of Zennarde's Sword. The black flames flickering back and forth burned hot like his fighting spirit.

Even though the Darkwing Dragon was powerful, facing off against 26 flying mounts all at once was still a bit much. Many flying mounts had powerful innate abilities. If they fought, he wouldn't necessarily come out on top.

If Nie Yan waited for Angel Corps' reinforcements to arrive, his odds would drop even further.

At Nie Yan's command, the Darkwing Dragon let out a cry. Flapping its wings, it shot toward one of the enemy flying mounts.

As the Darkwing Dragon's aura swept out, the low rank flying mounts immediately descended into panic and hysteria. They fought the commands of their riders, their every fiber screaming at them to flee for their lives.

The riders hurriedly reined in their flying mounts.

Hunting Fox's lips curved into a cunning smile. "Good, he's taken the bait..." The reason he had his subordinate shout out those words earlier was exactly to lure Nie Yan into attacking first!

"Don't panic! He's no match for all of us! Alpine, Rice Ball, pincer him! Smelter, Bright Cloud, Garfield, attack him head on!" Hunting Fox coldly ordered.

Those called forth glanced at each other. Despite fearing both Nie Yan and the Darkwing Dragon, as well as knowing they were nothing more than cannon fodder, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and go up anyway. They were players of Angel Corps. If they didn't follow Hunting Fox's orders at this moment, they would likely be forced out of the guild.

Five flying mounts closed in on Nie Yan from all directions. He swept his eyes over them, three Achlys Dragonflies and two Wind Serpents. These low rank flying mounts were no match for his Darkwing Dragon, serving only as fodder to shave away at its strength.

Nie Yan ignored them and had his Darkwing Dragon pounce toward one of the Griffons.

Seeing the Darkwing Dragon's steel-like claws coming down on him, the rider of the Griffon lost his wits. If his Griffon was caught, it would be killed beyond a shadow of a doubt!

"Don't run! Attack the Darkwing Dragon!" Hunting Fox shouted.

Hunting Fox might not care since the Griffon wasn't his. But as the owner, how could he willingly send his flying mount to its death!? The rider immediately had his Griffon turn around and flee. He still held onto the hope that it could survive.

It was an ill-founded hope. How could a Griffon possibly be a match for the Darkwing Dragon in speed?

Before the Griffon could even fully turn around, the Darkwing Dragon's claws grabbed its wings, causing it to let out a mournful screech. The Darkwing Dragon's claws dug deep into the Griffon's flesh and tore aparts its wings.

Blood sprayed everywhere as the Griffon plummeted to the ground.

If the rider had ordered his Griffon to attack with everything it had just now, even though it wouldn't have prevented its death, he would've at least dealt some damage to the Darkwing Dragon. However, people were selfish. He wasn't willing to let his flying mount die just like that. Instead, his first instinct was to flee.

This was precisely why Nie Yan dared to face Hunting Fox's group but not a similarly sized flock of flying monsters.

"Shit. That fucking idiot!" Hunting Fox couldn't help but curse.

The Griffon had died for nothing.

The Darkwing Dragon brutally ripped it to shreds!

"One down!" Nie Yan coldly smiled as his killing intent flared.