The Great Thief

It looked inspiring, but Lu Li was suffering from things that he couldn’t quite say.

The hardest part wasn’t how fast the Boss moved or its strength, but rather, the mud that was constantly stirred up by his four hooves.

A slight mistake could mean the end.

Even though he was focused entirely on escaping, Lu Li knew that his chances of survival weren’t too great.

It was just one death anyway.

However, he didn’t want to give up until the very end.

"Damn it, save our boss!" a player shouted as he rushed back with all the Ruling Sword members behind him.

No one backed out!

"My ****, what are you guys doing? Get back there!" Lu Li yelled angrily in the team channel.

He was truly shocked; did these guys think that levelling was easy, or did they truly expect to save him?

However, none of them paid attention to him. Even those who usually never disobeyed him ignored him.

They all raised their weapons with bloodshot eyes and raced past Lu Li towards the Boss.

Foolish!

Lu Li cursed as he tried to run faster. He would only have a shot of saving a few of them if he managed to escape from the mud.

He cursed, but his eyes watered. It was hard to be rational when so many people were involved; they were bound to attempt things without considering the results first.

This was exactly how friendships were built in games.

When you were having trouble with a quest, they would immediately come over to help. When you were short on gold, they would sell their possessions to help you. When you were frustrated and angry, they would be there with a listening ear.

The boss almost caught up to Lu Li.

It had the absolute advantage in the mud, but it was constantly being attacked. It wanted to focus on the little panther that was running around, but it couldn’t ignore the attack from hundreds of people either.

The Boss finally couldn’t stand it anymore and sprayed an attack towards them, killing around a dozen players instantly.

This was so satisfying that it couldn’t help but attack again.

Lu Li turned around just in time to see another dozen of his team members become a flash of white. He had the urge to turn back, but he had to consider why his team members had died in the first place.

He had already scanned the Attributes of the item the moment he took it out of the box. This item wasn’t for him, or rather, it wasn’t for any class, but Lu Li had to take it.

Regardless of the price!

The Troll elder was right; this was a precious item indeed. It was even more valuable than the Assassin gear.

The Assassin Gear wasn’t suitable for many situations, but the item that currently rested in his bag was an entirely different story.

It was an exquisite war flag! Lu Li couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw it.

Vol’jin War Flag (Special): Places a Vol’jin War Flag that boosts Attack and Defense of team members within 100 yards by 50%. Lasts for 60 seconds. Regenerates 5% of maximum health every two seconds for allies, lasts for 30 seconds. Cooldown 6 hours. Drops upon death.

This war flag was an item that major guilds would fight over, even three years after Dawn’s release.

A 50% boost in Attack and Defense was already excellent, but it affected all allies within a 100-yard radius.

This was large enough to fit an entire one-hundred man team.

Group healing was also part of the special effect, which made it even more powerful.

Vol’jin was the new leader of the Darkspear tribe, but like the other trolls from the Darkspear tribe, he lived in the Stranglethorn Vale, north of Azeroth.

This was likely the reason why the flag was in the hands of the Troll elde.r

Vol’jin was not to be underestimated, even though Trolls were below Tauren in the newly-formed Horde faction.

Vol’jin was famous for his constructive suggestions to Thrall, the Warchief.

While he couldn’t contend against people like Thrall and Malfurion, an NPC like this was already a legend for players at the current stage of the game.

Lu Li had initially thought that the item contained within the chest was simply a Gold or Dark Gold equip, but even a Legendary equip wouldn’t surprise him as much as this flag did.

Of course, all flags shared the same problem – they dropped upon death.

If you died with this flag in your bag, it would be lost. Unless, of course, if your team members were there to pick it up for you, or if you could pick it up before your enemies or the System claimed it.

This war flag was far too important for Ruling Sword at this stage. Lu Li had to grit his teeth and not look back at his team members.

When the System alerted him that he had left battle, he turned back and saw the Boss in the distance, standing in the horrific mess that it had caused.

None of his team members survived.

Because of this, Lu Li wasn’t as excited as he would have been. He only felt the weight of the flag in his bag, dripping with the blood of his team members.

Fortunately, he could sneak back after the Boss was gone, and cast a Revive on a healer.

His dead team members were quickly revived and the equipment that had been dropped were collected. Their experience penalty was also reduced by half.