Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage - Chapter 54

Chapter 54: 54: King Mancalan

As the dragon’s breath swept across everything in its path, Orson’s mind flashed through multiple counter-strategy possibilities.

He glanced at the broken bridge not far away. The only way to avoid the boss’s devastating dragon breath was to jump off the cliff, hoping for a slim chance of survival!

At this height, even the boss would lose 50,000 health if it fell, and with his small frame, Orson knew he wouldn’t survive the fall.

Without hesitation, Orson made a decisive choice and leapt off the platform!

His body fell freely, and in mid-air, Orson silently counted: “Five seconds… four seconds…”

As he was about to hit the ground, the terrifying dragon breath followed closely behind. Any area affected by the green dragon breath was obliterated, like a divine weapon cutting through the mountain. A massive amount of boulders crashed down behind Orson!

It was a death sentence!

Just as he was about to be reduced to a pile of pulp, Orson suddenly shouted, “Indestructible Spirit Body!”

Silver divine light erupted from his body, as if a bright galaxy was descending to the world, illuminating half of the underground city!

Damage Immunity!

Fall Immunity!

Crushing Damage Immunity!

…

The green dragon breath swept through his body, but mysteriously passed through his chest.

Large boulders hit Orson but instantly shattered into dust, as if protected by the blessing of the gods. All the damage was nullified by this force!

In the white light, Orson was holding a broken statue, from which the dazzling white light emanated.

[Statue of the Elf Queen]

Indestructible Spirit Body: Immunity to all damage for three seconds!

Orson let out a long breath. Even though this item was a defective product, it was still a rare sacred relic. Who knew how broken it could become if the statue was intact? The invincibility effect would be utterly insane.

King Mancalan was clearly surprised. He hadn’t expected that an adventurer could survive in such a dire situation.

Thus, he rewarded Orson with another dragon breath!

“Damn it, any creature related to dragons is just impossible to deal with in this game!”

Seeing the dragon breath charging again, Orson couldn’t help but swear.

The Bone Dragon wasn’t truly a member of the dragon race, but rather a necrotic creature transformed through dark magic by higher-level dragons.

But even so, the Lord-Class Bone Dragon was not to be underestimated.

Dragon breath was a spell comparable to A-Class magic, with no cooldown and devastating power. A single Lord-Class boss could casually fire off ten to twenty shots with ease.

Orson’s eyes grew cold, and he wore an expression of resigned understanding as he swung his Fox Tribe staff. “The Flame Dragon, smash it!”

As Mancalan, now in midair, opened its enormous mouth, Orson’s The Flame Dragon appeared overhead and slammed down!

The giant form of The Flame Dragon crashed into the boss’s neck. Mancalan exhaled black smoke, and a loud boom echoed through the air as its dragon breath was forcibly interrupted, causing a violent explosion in its throat.

Rebound damage -100,000!

Mancalan let out a wail, suffering from the backlash of its own dragon breath. A massive hole two meters wide appeared in its neck, and it lost a huge chunk of health!

It’s said that dragons, the majestic creatures that soar through the skies, have almost no weaknesses, with peak physical and magical attributes.

But dragon breath, being its strongest offensive tool, was actually its own vulnerability.

Once dragon breath was interrupted, not only did it cause immense backlash damage, but it also inflicted at least a one-minute [Weakness] debuff, halving all attributes except for health.

Orson smiled. He could tell that the boss’s intelligence was limited and it wasn’t adept at utilizing its skeletal frame.

In his past life, the dragon creatures he encountered were all cunning and crafty, typically using Body Domination before unleashing dragon breath to avoid the fatal flaw of interrupted casting.

-50,000!

The boss hit the ground, kicking up a large cloud of dust, and then suffered additional fall damage.

Due to the immense inertia, the boss bounced slightly upon hitting the ground. Orson had already seized the opportunity and fired off an Explosive Fireball.

The fireball exploded, sending the boss floating half a meter in the air. Orson followed up with another basic attack, increasing its airborne height.

Such micro-management would certainly make other mages furious, as Orson had utilized the knockback mechanism of Infinite Dimensions to its extreme.

Continuous Attacks x5!

x10!

As Mancalan’s Body Domination ended, it was in a severely wounded state and could no longer resist Orson’s aerial combos.

With a base attack speed of only 0.5, Orson could use basic attacks to juggle the Dark Queen until her death, let alone with ten different types of magic in his arsenal.

Various flashy support spells combined with basic attack damage sent the boss soaring from half a meter in the air to over a hundred meters.

Combo x200!

Orson calculated the boss’s health and launched another Quaking Stone Spikes. A malicious spike burst forth from the rock and brutally stabbed into Mancalan’s windpipe.

The unfortunate boss once again plummeted to the ground.

“Die!”

The 50,000 fall damage activated, and the Lord-Class Bone Dragon was killed by the fall.

“You have slain King Mancalan. You gain 80,000 experience!”

Regional Announcement: Player Orgod amazes everyone by soloing the legendary dungeon boss [Lord-Class: King Mancalan]!

“Rewards: 90 attribute points, 40 skill points, 20,000 reputation, 100 gold!”

The regional announcement appeared, and the lively World Channel froze for three seconds.

Invincible Loner: “Soloing… a legendary dungeon? Oh my god!”

Scarred: “Who can stop this guy? This game is his, right? We’re struggling to finish a normal dungeon, and he soloed a Lord boss!”

Money Traveler: “Oh my, isn’t that our guild leader? Damn! He’s at it again! I bet he’s grinning like a fool looking at the channel now!”

Madman: “Idiot Bradley, hurry up and have him recruit people for the guild! I’m just saying, anyone with a grudge against Orgod can come to me, but don’t go after me during base wars!”

Seeing “Heng Ha Er Jiang” speak up, Orson couldn’t help but feel speechless. They were the ones always trying to mess with him.

This time, including the Dragon’s Kiss Guild, even large guild players fell unusually silent. No one dared to mock or challenge him.

Soloing a legendary dungeon boss was like a heavy stone pressing down on their chests, making it hard to breathe.

Anyone who spoke up would be mocked by the other players, essentially slapping themselves in the face.

Orson: “Stop whining, I’ve made a list, I’ll send it to you. Go ahead and privately message them to invite them to join the guild.”

He pulled Heng Ha Er Jiang into the chat group, gave them vice-guild leader permissions, and sent over the prepared list of ten names.

Bradley: “What the hell, you’re inviting a level 10 Priest? Are you messing with us?”

Orson: “Cut the crap, these ten people are a must, the rest you guys can figure out.”

As the guild’s core member, Orson had already planned everything. Although these ten players seemed low level and weak now, each one of them had the potential to become a major figure in the future!

Moreover, these were all solo players, not bound by other guilds, with more reliable backgrounds.

Madman: “What’s the treatment like? How do you offer rewards?”

Orson (calmly): “Anyone who joins [Godslayer] gets 10 gold, and a full set of blue gear for levels 20-25. The treatment for these ten is the same as the core players of Dragon’s Kiss Guild.”

Bradley: “No reserve? You’re going to get married and have kids, right?”

Madman: “What the hell! I’ll call you the ultimate, invincible god-tier rich man!”

The two clowns were stunned. A guild with three hundred members—this kind of treatment was the equivalent of gifting several villas in terms of current Infinite Dimensions prices!

Not paying them much attention, Orson disbanded the chat group and walked over to the Bone Dragon’s corpse.

“Detected collectible boss soul. Do you wish to collect it?”

“Collect.”

“Soul collection progress: 2/20.”

Orson held a collection device for refining the Demon Ascension Pill.

According to the item’s description, the higher the boss’s quality, the better the effect of the Demon Ascension Pill. Hence, he planned to use a Lord-Class soul as the base to craft the pill.

With a basic attack, he pushed away the massive boulder blocking the corpse. With a thud, the boulder exploded into several dazzling beams of light!

Two purple and one orange!

“Orange… Could it be legendary gear?”