The Darkwing Dragon’s brutality caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air. They couldn’t help but see the similarities between it and its master, both of them brimming with killing intent.

Even though the Darkwing Dragon was greatly outnumbered, it didn’t falter in the slightest, retaliating with fierce attacks.

“The Mad Rogue really does live up to his name. Anyone else would’ve fallen long ago.”

“What brutal and ferocious attacks!”

The players from Pantheon felt admiration for Nie Yan. But orders were orders. They wouldn’t let him go or hold back against him.

Two Nether Hawks bit the Darkwing Dragon and ripped out chunks of its flesh with their claws. “GRWAOAH!” It struck out with its claws and sent one of them flying.

Nie Yan leaped onto the other Nether Hawk. With a swift kick, he sent its rider flying off its back. He then ruthlessly slashed its throat with the Bloody Dagger. Blood sprayed out into the air.

“KYEEEH!” The Nether Hawk let out a mournful cry before plunging down from the...