Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Orson coldly murmured, his eyes sharp as knives as he glared at Wedge, Usher, and the others.

Above him, a large chaotic hexagram glowed, signaling that Celestial Descent had finished its cooldown.

"Interrupt his casting! Quickly!" Wedge nearly screamed, her voice betraying her panic. For the first time, she seemed rattled.

Her Holy Spirit Resurrection was still on cooldown. She couldn't even imagine what would happen if that next strike hit.

"Snow Dream! Annly! Kill him!" Wedge played her final card. Amid the chaos, Snow Dream and DonutWizard appeared behind Orson.

"You're dead, Orson."

Meanwhile, Usher, standing a hundred meters away, drew his bow with a menacing aura, ready for the killing shot.

"You're not invincible, Orson!"

DonutWizard's gaze burned as he stared at Orson, his body surrounded by raging fire magic, as though he had become one with the flames. His limbs had transformed into fire elementals.

"S-Class Hidden Job Flame Mage! The only S-Class in the Mage Guild who's awakened this job!"

"With the ability to break defenses and inflict burn effects, all defensive skills will be shattered!"

"A-Class Hidden Job Storm Mage, the strongest in single-target output!"

"And there's Usher, the S-Class Saint Archery Master. Orgod's done for!"

The tables turned. Over a hundred million viewers were on the edge of their seats. This was no longer a mere player vs. player match—it was like a battle between gods, something players could never hope to achieve!

Madman: "Shit! How did we miss someone? Get the human meat shields up front!"

Before he could even finish, the players rushed to the front, instinctively using their bodies to block the incoming attacks for Orson.

However, all of this had been calculated by Wedge. With the distance so great, they couldn't possibly get there in time to defend.

Just then, Orson's cold voice echoed across the battlefield: "I, Orgod, the leader of Godslayer, always keep my word!"

"Those who insult my brothers will pay back a hundredfold!"

"Those who deceive me—die without mercy!"

"Those who betray me—will never be used again!"

Sacred Relic, the Immortal Soul Body!

Orson's body turned translucent, entering an invincible state for the next three seconds!

Three powerful projectiles pierced through Orson's body, but he didn't fall. Multiple miss notifications appeared as the attacks went through him.

Orson leapt into the air. Crimson Lizard King roared, its skill activated, and it flew with doubled speed!

Countless attacks passed through him, but in that moment, Orson was the demon lord that ruled the battlefield!

"Invincible... Why is he invincible?"

DonutWizard's eyes widened. B-Class Fire Magic—Endless Explosive Flame—passed through Orson, and the mage and his summoned beast charged toward him.

"He's hiding some sort of treasure, but the stronger the immunity, the shorter its duration must be."

Snow Dream's eyes hardened as she quickly deduced Orson's state change. Orson hadn't even looked at her once. The blatant disregard made her heart cold. Snow Dream finally realized where she stood.

"Stormwind Wings."

Snow Dream soared into the air, using her control over the wind element to create two teal wings behind her, intercepting Orson's dive from above.

Her staff continued to sway as she softly chanted: "Wind's Protection!"

Crimson Lizard King roared, breathing a destructive fire pillar, but a wind wall appeared in front of DonutWizard, blocking all of the Crimson Lizard King's damage.

DonutWizard reacted quickly, igniting a fiery shockwave beneath him, dramatically increasing his movement speed, and using the opportunity to pull away from Orson.

"You betrayed me—die."

Orson's heart was as cold as stone. His Sacred Power Staff raised a finger, and a Chaos Magic Ball was fired, predicting Snow Dream's flight trajectory.

Snow Dream quickly used a fire resistance potion, but just as she did, Orson's attack hit her midair.

"I know, how could I not know…"

Snow Dream's body slammed heavily into the ground. Thanks to the Stormwind Wings, she was only badly wounded, not dead.

She knew she was no match for Orson, so she decided to leave the killing blow to DonutWizard and Usher, the two S-Class hidden jobs.

Snow Dream looked up at the cold man, her emotions a whirlwind—guilt, but also anger.

Her tactical goal had been achieved. She had bought enough time for Immortal Soul Body to end.

Another Chaos Magic Ball slammed down.

"Riley, sister! Orson, you bastard! I'll burn you alive…" DonutWizard yelled in fury, but he was powerless to stop it.

Without any surprise, Snow Dream was killed with a tragic smile on her face.

"You could have helped me," Orson sighed softly.

In his previous life, when Sienna was critically ill and in need of money, Snow Dream was the first person Orson turned to for a loan. Yet, she refused without mercy. Orson never understood why, as the amount of money was barely a problem for her.

In his past life, Orson couldn't understand the reason behind her refusal.

But in this life, he didn't need to understand!

The Spear of Fate, wielded by his own hand, was the true path to becoming an emperor!

"I, An Yu, challenge you to a one-on-one fair duel! You SSR scum, do you dare to accept?!" DonutWizard shouted, his eyes burning with intensity.

The only reply was one word: "Scram."

S-Class Flame Mage DonutWizard was indeed strong, but having reached the peak of Fire Magic years ago, Orson didn't care. He immediately fired The Flame Dragon.

DonutWizard, known as "the second Orgod," was confident in his operations. With a snort, he sidestepped The Flame Dragon's attack range.

He launched an Explosive Fireball toward Orson.

Orson remained expressionless, firing an Explosive Fireball of his own. The two fireballs collided mid-air and exploded.

DonutWizard smirked. "The Three-Crown King is nothing special."

Two fire phoenixes then shot out from his staff—B-Class Fire Magic—Phoenix Seeking the Emperor. The spell could lock down the opponent's movements and, when merged, it was a deadly single-target kill.

But soon, DonutWizard was shocked. Orson charged directly at the two fire phoenixes, and damage numbers popped up above his head.

B-Class Fire Magic was strong, but Orson absorbed the damage with his Triple Solar Shields, only losing less than two hundred health.

"This… almost no damage?!" DonutWizard gaped in disbelief.

Orson sighed. "When your stats are clearly superior to your opponent's, no one cares about the finer points of technique."

With 6000 health points, Orson tanked the damage. He raised his staff, triggering the double-split effect.

Thud, thud, thud! Three hits, even DonutWizard's magic immunity potion did nothing.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The pure damage overwhelmed him!

Critical hit -1100!

Orson frowned as a golden arrow pierced through his Solar Shield. Even with the shield's protection, the damage was significant.

The archer from a distance was none other than Usher.

"Don't rush, your turn is next." Orson's hand flicked, and Chaos Magic Ball bounced, turning the golden arrow into ashes.

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Orson casually threw another Explosive Fireball into the chaos. Wherever it landed, no grass would grow. Waves of enemy players were incinerated!

With the Battle Roar and Passive Fireball enhancements, his lifesteal surpassed 10%, quickly replenishing the health lost.

In the middle of the chaos, when a violent mage possesses lifesteal for the group, he no longer functions as just a ranged DPS but as a bomb, thrown into the enemy lines to heal as he fights.

At any given moment, the surrounding enemies would become a source of blood for him to feed on.

"Damn, so aggressive! This is amazing."

"The guild leader's like a dog-head hunter, I just damaged them, and he took all the kills! What's the point of getting an assist?"

"Everyone, ignore the leader, let him go die... He can't die anyway, with all his lifesteal!"

Madman and the others were furious, seeing their kills snatched away by Orson. They stopped caring about the guild leader's life and started mercilessly pounding the remaining, barely surviving enemies.

Orson smiled contentedly. Before him stood a pack of warriors ready for battle, in their most desperate moment they had finally undergone their transformation. This was the result he had wanted.

"Kill!"

"Focus fire on Orson!!"