Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Chapter 289 289: Vilitian Devourer Beast

"What do you want to do? What do you mean by throwing him down?" Orson froze for a moment.

The Crimson Lizard King, limited in communication, made no sound in Orson's mind. Instead, it grabbed the Berserker and flew straight up into the sky, throwing him off the edge of the island, sending him plummeting toward the endless abyss below.

The Berserker, who had thought he was invincible due to his long-lasting invincibility skill, was stunned. The floating corpse island was in an outer space-like area, and if he fell down...

"You have left the instance area, please return immediately!"

"You will suffer a level penalty x20!"

A warning sounded, and the Berserker was filled with dread. A 20-level penalty was unbearable for him. He quickly dispelled his invincibility skill and activated his flight device to escape.

Doom Dragon Breath!

A loud roar echoed overhead, and the Berserker was stunned. Was this mount of his really this cunning?

"Wow... wow!" Orson said, slightly surprised. He didn't expect the guy to be so clever. Maybe all that brain power he'd been feeding recently had boosted his intelligence rapidly, enough to leave his heartless master behind in the dust.

The beasts of those without a conscience were deeply ingrained with cunning and cruelty.

Without any suspense, the foul-mouthed Berserker met his demise, and the dropped items floated up into the air.

"One hit critical, can you handle it?" Orson looked back at Rowan, who immediately started to panic.

Rowan's full-force attack had barely broken the Berserker's shield, and looking at the much thicker health bar of his opponent, Rowan broke into a cold sweat. He had no idea how to handle such an opponent.

"This... this is the number one player in the world?" Rowan muttered, half-smiling. He had invested heavily in Infinite Dimensions and thought that, with the right timing, even a US Triple Crown winner could be slain! But reality was far more cruel.

"Davis, you're wise. I hope you can keep crawling and surviving under his hand," Rowan said, casting a resentful glance at Davis.

Davis: "The game has just begun. No matter what methods the US players used to get this strong, they will pay the price sooner or later!"

Rowan shook his head without speaking. Facing Orson's Heavenly Fire Staff, he spoke in a deep voice, "Come on!"

Orson didn't hesitate. The Chaos Magic Ball shot forward immediately.

Boom!

Rowan was blasted back several dozen meters, and his obsidian mech cracked under the impact. Inside the mech, a pale-faced man appeared.

"Wait... wait! You said a single critical hit would pass the test?!" Rowan, still reeling, couldn't believe it. Another Chaos Magic Ball came at him, and in an instant, the mech, along with its pilot, was blasted into pieces.

"Cough... my bad, sorry about that." Orson chuckled awkwardly, picking up over two thousand gold coins off the ground. He looked at Rowan's corpse and explained, "I'm not at a 100% crit rate. I thought only one of my two basic attacks would land a crit."

"Asshole!!!" Rowan cursed in frustration, but it was no use. He could only curse as his body returned to the fountain.

Usher made a big splash, killing other region's top players and regaining his previously lost reputation! Your adventure continues at My Virtual Library Empire

But despite Usher's strength, top players from other servers were no pushovers.

The often underestimated NUK region had formed a powerful team from the Mystic Realm guild.

Six strong players teamed up, riding two Chimera Domain Lords and sweeping through South Asian players, claiming one island.

Additionally, the Nordic Sword Soul Guild twins, though low-profile, were feared by all. Like Orson, these two had become legends in their home region and were known worldwide. They each took an island and stood their ground effortlessly.

Global Announcement: Titan Council has started! Good luck, adventurers!

Global Announcement: ...

The announcement rang out, and Orson opened his eyes from his meditation. The ground trembled lightly as he looked up at the sky.

"Floating corpse island is merging." Orson thought, startled, as the scattered islands began to move toward a central point.

Boom!

A violent tremor shook the area as the twelve islands merged, forming a giant gray disk. Twelve players stood in each corner.

"This... is this a lucky wheel?" Orson blinked, surprised as strange magical runes appeared beneath his feet, stretching for miles.

"What is that thing? A war beast? Its size is massive!" Naoko's voice came through, and everyone looked up in unison, their jaws dropping in astonishment.

A colossal, terrifying figure loomed overhead, roughly the size of a satellite, too huge to be comprehended.

Its giant mouth opened, revealing countless tentacle-like appendages, causing the starlight to flicker and tremble.

The starlight quickly approached as the beast's mouth opened wide, swallowing an asteroid the size of the twelve floating corpse islands combined.

Everyone was frozen in awe, shivering. Could this monstrous being be their opponent?

Orson furrowed his brow and checked the creature's attributes:

Ancestor·Vilitian Devourer Beast

Level: Unknown

God-tier Beast

HP: Unknown

Attack: Unknown

Skills: Unknown