-26,000
Critical Hit – 550,000!
Burn – 24,000!
…
Vanguard of Dark Maaax: “Critical Hit of 550,000!! This is the ceiling for magic-based classes, I swear…”
Before he could finish, Judgment Flame erupted in a terrifying firestorm. Over a hundred Vanguard of Dark players were instantly vaporized, their souls dispersing into the air, heading straight for the resurrection point.
“So, it seems he’s already reached the pinnacle of Infinite Dimensions. As much as I hate to admit it… this is the truth.”
Skyslasher turned pale as he looked back. A horrifying mushroom cloud rose in the distance. Countless beasts screamed in agony as the players lay motionless on the ground — roasted to a crisp!
Ivy’s face went white with terror. She was thankful they’d managed to flee quickly, riding their Nightmare steed several kilometers away. Otherwise, they’d have ended up just like Vanguard of Dark!
Raven watched this scene, giving a dry laugh: “Natural disaster… the apocalypse.”
[Awakened · Judgment Flame]
Effect: Consumes 5000 MP to summon Judgment Starfire, creating a floating area with a 150-meter radius. If no target uses an escape skill within 2 seconds, the target will be trapped and pulled into the Starfire, triggering a massive explosion.
Deals 20,000 damage plus double the caster’s magic attack power and applies the Starfire Burning effect for 20 seconds, causing 3,000 damage per second + Blazing Burn talent stacking damage. Cooldown: 6 minutes.
[Starfire Burning]Double burn stacking perfectly complements Orson’s colossal mana pool. Only A-rank dispel magic or Master-level fire resistance potions can remove this buff.
A-rank priest dispels are rare, and Master-level magic resistance potions can only be crafted at level 50.
For 20 seconds, this double burn deals 26,000 damage per second. It’s not just Vanguard of Dark players who can’t survive this — even battle beasts with over a million health won’t make it through without taking heavy damage.
The “suction effect” is also quite absurd — even if players have escape skills, they can’t use them once trapped. They can only watch helplessly as they get blown to smithereens. Explore stories at My Virtual Library Empire
And the 150-meter radius? That gets amplified by the Heavenly Fire Set Dragon Curse effect, expanding it to a terrifying 750 meters!
Anyone within this range turns into “crispy fried chicken.”
“How does it feel? I’ll ask you this — does it feel good? You thought I was just talking big? Open your eyes and see! Are these even humans?”
VD-LightningBlade’s scalp tingled. He opened his mouth to speak but paused. When he saw Orgod appear, he considered calling in the Vanguard of Dark army for a counterattack…
But seeing the current situation, he quickly decided against it.
“My god, what the hell is going on here?!”
While VD-LightningBlade was stunned, Raven activated his movement skill, rushing forward with an incredible speed, closing the distance quickly.
“Can’t deal with Orgod? Then I’ll deal with you!”
LightningBlade snapped back to reality, fury in his eyes. He swung his sword in a powerful cross slash, but Raven, with flawless agility, dodged by rolling in close.
“No matter how good your gear is, it only matters in the hands of the right person.”
Raven sneered, smoothly sliding behind LightningBlade, drawing a legendary bow and shooting an arrow.
Clang!
LightningBlade froze for a moment as the arrow struck his sword hilt, making him laugh. “This is your idea of an attack?”
Raven remained unfazed. The arrow hitting the hilt was deliberate, meant to knock LightningBlade off balance and break his defense.
His eyes narrowed, and with a swift movement, Raven leaped into the air, becoming a diving falcon, his eyes locking onto LightningBlade’s weak spot.
“Sky Bow Barrage!”
Six arrows shot out in an instant, each one following the other in perfect synchronization, as if they were connected by a silver thread.
Swish!
Critical Hit – 6,000!
Critical Hit – 5,800!
Critical Hit – 6,000!
…
VD-LightningBlade’s face twisted in disbelief. The silver arrows pierced through the cracks in his shattered armor, landing directly on his heart.
The sixth and final shot hit with such force that it was a devastating blow.
Orson, riding on Crimson Lizard King, looked back with a sigh, saying, “Impressive! This is what happens when extreme frugality leads to razor-sharp precision…”
Grinder’s playstyle — using minimal resources to take down bosses — was not something an average player could pull off. It required laser-like focus and the ability to exploit every tiny gap in the enemy’s defense.
Considering his shabby equipment, Grinder’s speed-run strategy was something remarkable.
In that regard, Raven had clearly reached the level of a trial-taker.
Orson continued wielding his staff, harvesting souls from fallen players.
“Is it too late to turn to the light? I might just join the Light Dragon faction…”
Vanguard of Dark players below were grim-faced. Their battle beasts couldn’t take off, and there was no escape. They could only fight desperately to salvage what remained of their beasts to minimize the losses.
Orson casually assessed the loot scattered on the battlefield. “Can’t deny it. These guys might suck at PvP, but they sure know how to make money. At least 1-3 pieces of high-level legendary gear per person, and look at all the gold…”
He estimated that this sweep would easily net him over 70,000 gold.
“Fool, stop sleeping. Get up and get to work.”
Orson raised his hand and tossed an “Orb of Spirit” toward Raven.
“Wait, is this another super ultimate curse?”
Divine Slash jumped, startled by the orange peel tossed his way, and quickly ducked behind Raven.
However, after a few seconds, Orson paused. The dragon egg, looking shriveled and lifeless, didn’t react at all. He was forced to jump off the beast and check Berenice’s condition.
“Forced incubation interrupted. Awakening time unknown.”
“Sleeping?”
Orson frowned, seeing a small figure inside the dragon egg. He could barely hear the faint sound of breathing.
It was strange seeing the usually energetic girl — the one who claimed to become the “living Dragon Emperor” — in such a pitiful state. Even someone without a heart couldn’t help but feel a little tug of sympathy.
Orson shook his head and, seeing that the second worker was unusable, turned to Raven. “Would you mind handling this?”
Divine Slash, grinning widely, immediately replied: “I’m more than happy to serve you, oh great god of magic!”
He mimicked an NPC’s voice, putting on a creepy laugh.
Raven looked at Orson with a more complex expression. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll disappoint you? Earlier, I even considered tracking you down offline…”
He made a throat-slashing gesture, hinting at the consequences.
“Afraid? Of course I am, but I’m more afraid you’ll disappoint yourself.”
Orson smiled meaningfully.
Raven paused, then chuckled and nodded seriously.
Then he turned to Divine Slash: “What about him? Can he and Luna Frost join the Godslayer Guild?”
“I… I’m just trash,” Divine Slash quickly waved his hands, flustered. Despite his bold exterior, he knew his own limits.
“You’re a Divine Soul Seal holder, you have the authority to recruit,” Orson said with a grin, granting Raven the recruitment privileges.
At the same time, a [Steel Torrent] Warrior Soul Seal and a [Thunder Star Legion] Knight Soul Seal flew into Raven’s hands.
It was all up to him now.
Trusting others was something Orson always believed in. Soul Seals were precious, but he valued certain qualities in his guild members even more.
Divine Slash, now invited, shouted with excitement: “I’ve joined the most powerful guild! From now on, comrades! I’ll be the personal bodyguard of the great magic god!”
After sweeping the battlefield, Orson gave a few instructions, asking them to look for Madman. He then mounted Crimson Lizard King and headed toward Bloodaxe City.
Orson narrowed his eyes, looking down through the clouds at Ivy and Skyslasher, who were racing toward Bloodaxe City. “What a coincidence, I’m heading there too.”
Deep in the forest, Ivy felt an inexplicable chill run down her spine.
She glanced at the back of her hand, noticing goosebumps spreading uncontrollably.
As a professional player, Ivy was more sensitive to danger than most. She couldn’t help but turn to Skyslasher. “We… we’ve been targeted by something.”