A group of 60 or so Variant Lord Warriors, Mages, and Thieves stood outside the entrance to the inner section of the temple. They were gathered in groups of twos and threes and chatting together. Unknowingly, a Mage in red robes had mixed in among them.

Nie Yan was so close to these Variant Lords that he could clearly see their faces.

After brushing past several Variant Lords, Nie Yan found himself in the middle of their group. All around him were Variant Lords. His heart raced, worried his disguise would be seen through. He couldn’t help but take a deep breath to calm himself down. Acting like he belonged there, he continued walking forward.

None of the Variant Lords noticed anything amiss.

After brushing past the last of the Variant Lords, Nie Yan ascended a flight of stairs and entered a corridor. There were at least several hundred Level 180 Variant Lords here. He couldn’t imagine how much manpower would be required to clear this place. 

I hope I can get Abak’s...