All skills were converted into the corresponding Chaos Swordsman awakening abilities.
But that was not the key.
Orson, now with a range exceeding 20 kilometers, had transitioned into a melee class, gaining immense increases in attack power, critical hit rate, death/injury rates as compensation. This was the true leap in his panel stats.
“If you are a dragon, then I shall slay dragons…”
Orson exhaled a deep breath, his voice turning dark and hoarse.
The olive branch crown on his head transformed into a golden skull mask, with two flickering hellish flames in its eye sockets.
His robe turned into dark golden battle armor, and dark red chaotic fighting aura erupted around him, like a messenger from hell!
The staff in his hand became a crimson sword, with glowing blue Rune Sigil Stone markings shining brightly.
Forceful, cold, and filled with killing intent!
“If you are a god, then I can slay gods!”
Orson howled, raising his final 2000 free attribute points into attack power. His attack power skyrocketed to a terrifying 38,600!
That was already higher than most Saint Lord-Class experts!
And with the added effect of the Queen of the Elves Statue doubling his attack power…
He now had the strength to slaughter the Dragon King!
Character Info:
Name: Orgod
Race: Human
Class: S-Class Chaos Swordsman – Equipment Awakening
Level: 60
Attack Power: 36,300
Health: 1,035,000 / 1,035,000
Fighting Aura: 1,000 / 1,000
Attack Speed: 7.0
Agility: 400
Defense: 3,600 / 50% Double Resistance Reduction
[50% Fire Damage Reduction] [Burning Immunity]
Critical Rate: 100%
Range: 200 meters
Free Attribute Points: 2,000
Skill Points: 1,650
Talent Points: 35
For a mid-to-late stage mage, a 200-meter range would be a huge disadvantage. But for a swordsman, it was an unfathomable power!
Among warriors, the aura warrior class wasn’t as well-rounded as the magic swordsman class, but they could unleash skills more directly and without hesitation. Fighting aura, in a sense, was like an unlimited mana bar.
Though they couldn’t use blue potions to recover, they could recover aura in combat through blocking, dodging, etc. The stronger their opponent’s skills, the more aura they could recover by evading.
If their actions were too sloppy, and they couldn’t continue blocking to gain buffs, after several rounds of fighting, their fighting aura would run out.
S-Class Chaos Swordsman had five times the fighting aura of A-Class aura warriors, and they could use combat skills almost recklessly.
Soros sneered in response, “Under my laws, this place will be your end, adventurer.”
The Golden Dragon King’s eyes glinted coldly, sensing Orson’s dramatic increase in power. But under the influence of King’s Authority, everything was but an ant—no matter how strong he became, there was only one path: death.
“Is that so?”
Orson glanced down at the Crimson Lizard King, whose health was nearly depleted. He knew his time was running out.
Without hesitation, he cast aside all other considerations. No matter the outcome of the battles outside, his only option to save Crimson Lizard King was to fight to the death!
“Be destroyed, insect! It is your honor to die in the jaws of a dragon!”
Soros roared, charging toward Orson, his golden flames filling the sky. The King’s Authority crushed everything within a kilometer radius, splitting the ground and changing the sky’s color.
“In my eyes, you are fortunate to die. You will only die at the hands of my sword!”
Orson’s eyes widened, and through the skull mask, his eyes shone with divine light.
He raised his arm, lifting the ancient sacred artifact, Queen of the Elves Statue. A serene and peaceful white light traveled up his arm and into his body. White magical runes spread rapidly, like worms, over his body.
Elf Wings!
Brilliant holy light poured down as six translucent wings of light appeared on his back.
“You have gained the ability to fly!”
“Your agility has increased by 100%!”
Orson’s feet lightly tapped the ground, and his body, as light as a leaf, soared easily into the air.
In this moment, the divine light fused with the powerful, chaotic fighting aura, and Orson’s fingertips trembled slightly as he gripped his sword.
“Weaponization process 64%!”
A cold, emotionless voice echoed. Orson’s face showed no joy or sorrow, only calm indifference.
But inside, his soul roared and howled!
Not enough! Far from enough!
“My lord…”
Crimson Lizard King struggled to lift her head, her dragon bones cracking as her body was nearly crushed.
A surge of black light enveloped her as she activated Body Domination Recovery, her health rapidly increasing. She struggled to escape Soros’s King’s Authority, desperate to reach Orson.
“Only I can harm my beast,” Orson whispered as he watched.
Soros, filled with disdain, turned around and unleashed Dragon Curse: Starfall at Crimson Lizard King again.
Under the crushing magic waves, Crimson Lizard King was blasted hundreds of meters away, falling helplessly into the abyss created by the Dragon Curse.
The Endless Fire buff continued to stack on Crimson Lizard King as she struggled to flap her wings, trying to fly out of the chasm.
Disabling Blow – 3,000,000!
Soros noticed the movement, turned back, and opened his mouth, releasing a torrent of Golden Dragon Breath, sealing the chasm completely.
Killing Blow – 15,000,000!
Soros mocked, his voice like thunder, “Go crazy in your incompetence!”
“I swear by my own name… I will obliterate you!”
Orson gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red. Unable to retrieve the Crimson Lizard King from such a distance, he spread his wings of light and charged toward Soros, wielding the Supreme Arcane Blade.
“Foolish!” Soros sneered, with King’s Authority on his side, confident that no matter what, he would crush Orson.
Daring to fight the Dragon King with a sword? It was the act of a madman seeking death.
The dazzling white light collided with the golden magic circle formed by King’s Authority. Soros’s eyes widened with confusion.
Daring to set a fatal trap for a Dragon King using the Forged Divine Furnace? This adventurer was actively seeking death?
A moment of confusion flashed in Soros’s eyes but was quickly swallowed by the pride of the dragon race.
Boom!
Hundredfold Gravity!
-1,200,000!
Without any suspense, as Orson approached the Golden Dragon King, the massively increased gravity instantly crushed his body, exploding into a mist of blood.
Roar!!
Soros roared in anger, no longer with the satisfaction of crushing an ant, but with rage, releasing it upon the Divine Furnace’s edge.
Soros knew that if he didn’t escape, he would perish here.
Various terrifying Dragon Curse magic spells were released, trying to carve a path out of this situation.
“I am a disciple of the Dragon Ancestor, I revere the great Creator, I call upon you — the Immortal Primordial Dragon of the Deep Cosmos!”
The golden aura around Soros faded as he began chanting a complex and obscure dragon incantation.
Unlike S-Class magic, which could be cast instantly, this was an SS-Class Forbidden Curse that required a long time to chant, even for the mighty Dragon King.
Soros’s body trembled violently as golden light exploded from within him, illuminating the entire Death Realm, even suppressing the Endless Fire within the Divine Furnace.
A golden dragon shadow appeared on his body, with antlers, a serpent’s body, eagle claws, and wide wings. Yet, this shadow was unlike any dragon in the Infinite Dimensions world.
The dragon shadow expanded, covering the entire sky. The dragon’s body was a vast, endless illusion, its head visible, but its tail was lost in the abyss.
“Dragon Curse: Demon Suppression…”
Before the dragon language could fully leave Soros’s lips, his eyes grew blank.
He looked up to see a small human figure, standing atop his head, as though they were an insignificant ant.
“Immortal Holy Radiance!”
Orson whispered within the holy light.
Miss!
Damage Immunity!
Miss!
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