Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

The werewolves were overjoyed, scrambling to their feet and running away in a panic, fearing that if they hesitated even a second, the angel would change his mind.

Liu Nian watched their retreating figures, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

His decision not to eliminate the werewolves was deliberate—a gradual approach is key. He wanted to nurture them before harvesting them; if he cut them all down at once, who would bring him money next time?

As for the experience points and attributes gained from killing them, there are plenty of opportunities to farm them from monsters; a few werewolves won't make a difference.

A person must keep their word. If you're robbing someone, you're robbing them. If you say you'll pay for your goods in exchange for your life, you must pay for your goods in exchange for your life. You must always keep your word. Otherwise, if you kill someone this time, the next time you encounter them, they won't be so willing to pay—since you'll die whether you pay or not, you might as well take the risk.

This is called "even thieves have their code of honor," Liu Nianshen agreed.

The seven deer-man players stood there, dumbfounded, watching this scene unfold.

What is all this...? The art style is so weird...

Cyril swallowed hard.

He saw the angel turn around and look at them, and his heart skipped a beat.

run?

not running?

While hesitating, Cyril gritted his teeth and cautiously led his companions forward. Regardless, this expert had indeed saved their lives—though it seemed like a casual act, they couldn't let their gratitude go unrewarded.

"M-Sir," Cyril bowed deeply, "thank you for saving us! If it weren't for you, we—"

Liu Nian glared at him.

Liu Nian glared: Save people? Who's so free to come all the way to the battlefield to save you? It was just a coincidence! Besides, are your verbal thanks worth anything?

"You too! Robbery!" Liu Nian pointed at them with a finger.

The seven deer-men: "…………"

Their expressions at that moment were absolutely priceless.

There was shock, bewilderment, a feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears, and a sense of "I knew it wouldn't be this good."

Cyril opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Liu Nian's cold, silvery-white eyes, he swallowed back the words he was about to utter. He silently unfastened the heavy shield from his chest—the legendary shield that had been with him for two years and had cost a fortune to build—and held it in both hands, placing it on the ground.

The remaining deer-men looked at each other in bewilderment, and in the end, they could only do what the werewolves had done before, and start taking things out.

However, by comparison, they are relatively poor.

Liu Nian frowned as he looked at the pile of "junk" they handed over.

"That's all?"

Cyril's face flushed red, his lips trembled, and he managed to say with difficulty, "Sir... we're just a bunch of nobodys, we really don't have anything valuable on us..."

Seeing that Liu Nian's expression was not good, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Sir! We also know of a place that might have some good stuff!"

Liu Nian thought to himself, what good stuff could be found faster than robbing someone? Wouldn't it be better to rob a few more people while I'm busy running dungeons?

However, he still listened.

Seeing that Liu Nian didn't refuse, Cyril quickly said, "There's a nest of dragon eagles there! It's in a scorched stone canyon northeast of the Ash Wasteland. We found it while exploring there. The nest is huge, and there are many eggs inside—dragon eagle eggs! They might be pet eggs!"

Dragon Eagle?

Liu Nian nodded secretly upon hearing this. Many of the dragon eagles were at the legendary level. These creatures could be ridden, possessed formidable combat power, and had a striking appearance—golden-red feathers, a wingspan exceeding thirty meters for mature individuals, and a trail of flame-like light trailing behind their tail feathers when in flight.

Therefore, this product has a large market.

Moreover, he also needed to capture a legendary creature to complete his mission, so he could make the trip.

"Where?" Liu Nian asked.

Cyril quickly provided a set of coordinates.

Liu Nian marked the coordinates, then gave Cyril a threatening look—the meaning of which was clear: if you dare to lie to me, the consequences will be quite severe!

"I hope you're not lying to me," Liu Nian said.

"No, sir, I would never lie to you!" Cyril waved his hands repeatedly, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. "In fact, we came here for those dragon eagles, but we didn't expect that halfway there..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Liu Nian had already turned around, summoned the little fire dragon, mounted it, and flew off towards the coordinates without looking back.

He thought to himself, "My current persona is that of a level 999 master, who the hell wants to listen to your rambling..."

Cyril: "Uh..."

He watched the silvery-white figure grow farther and farther away, eventually turning into a point of light in the sky before disappearing completely.

After a long silence, he bent down to pick up his broken shield, and said to his companion with a wry smile, "Let's go too!"

Cyril gave a coordinate location that was quite far away.

Liu Nian estimated that, given the little fire dragon's flying speed, it would take at least a few days to fly!

However, Liu Nian still decided to go anyway, since he didn't have any particular goal and just wanted to wander around!

The journey was far from lonely. As "Saint Gamir," he not only fought monsters but also robbed people relentlessly, leaving nothing but desolation in his wake!

First, they robbed a player team that was catching male flies in Shit Mountain and seized two seriously injured legendary male flies;

Then they discovered a group of players mining high-level ores. Only after they finished mining did Liu Nian step in and rob all the rare ores!

Afterwards, they raided a necromancer's secret stronghold, seizing a large number of necromancy skill books, a legendary pet egg of a necromancer dragon, and an ancient map marked with the locations of multiple treasures.

He even snatched a mid-sized guild team that was doing a quest. There were more than thirty players, ranging in level from 450 to 600, well-equipped, and a complete team.

However, upon detecting the level 999 marker above Liu Nian's head, the guild leader decisively chose to surrender—handing over half of the quest materials and over 400,000 crystal coins in exchange for the safe evacuation of the entire guild.

After three days, Liu Nian's backpack was packed full!

He found a relatively safe place to take stock of his spoils, so he could stuff them into the giant's belly and make room for more.

Not to mention the various materials, they were piled up like a small mountain.

The total amount of Crystal Coins was over 7.6 million! This number shocked even Liu Nian himself. He had painstakingly built up his guild in the Realm of Abyss for so long, and his accumulated wealth was only this much. Three days of robbery equaled several months of accumulation.

Legendary equipment: Twenty-seven pieces!

Although he wouldn't use most of them himself, there were definitely many players in the guild who would need them. Those in really poor condition were simply given to the Gluttonous Cup. This cup had already devoured eight legendary items, and adding those collected previously, plus what he got this time, Liu Nian decided to feed it until it was full of twenty items when he got back, to see what kind of eternal gems it could spit out.