As soon as the Dark Zealot gave the order, the Mystic blinked over to within five meter of Nie Yan. With a flick of his wrist, his hands ignited with a ball of flames. His sword went ablaze as he let loose a slash.

“Die!” the Mystic shouted. Nie Yan’s name was invisible, but his level wasn’t. “Judgement Valley is no place for weak Level 156 trash!”

What frightening speed!

This attack speed was unprecedented three years ago. Even the Nie Yan of back then wasn’t this fast!

A scorching hot flame sword cleaved down.

Nie Yan hurriedly had Kalenna buff him with several blessings.

Gale Step!

With a flash of light, Nie Yan took advantage of the brief invincibility of Gale Step to retreat far back. A second slower and he would’ve been toast.

“Oh? Pretty quick. You’ve got a guardian angel too. But if you want to escape me, it won’t be that simple!” the Mystic blinked over, his flaming sword already cleaving down on Nie Yan.

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