Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Chapter 287 287: How Does That Man Shoot So Fast?

Triple Critical -28,000!

Triple Critical -26,000!

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In an instant, Poison King was covered in demonic arrows, his body looking like a giant hornet's nest.

"This is the power of two divine Soul Seals, with an 8% weapon enhancement." Orson thought to himself, not particularly surprised.

With Usher's flashy gear and the two divine Soul Seals, if given a safe spot to deal damage, his offensive power would be terrifying.

"He's so fast!" Naoko said, her jaw dropping in surprise.

Orson blinked in confusion, unsure if the crazy woman was just exaggerating, then frowned and added, "But his accuracy is the real flaw."

Naoko covered her mouth and giggled, "What about your flaw? Is it like this?"

Orson scoffed. Speed and precision were the true marks of strength!

Usher's attack speed was incredibly fast, but there seemed to be some unwelcome consequence...

His range was around 1,000 meters—slightly higher than an average archer's—but the real problem was his accuracy. He only hit about half of the shots at such high speed.

High attack speed was an advantage, but it was a real challenge for a player's focus. Clearly, Usher had not yet learned to fully harness his potential.

In Infinite Dimensions, there were two main types of archers: one with rapid close-range attack speed, and another with long-range, high-precision shots.

It was clear that Usher and Raven followed completely different paths.

"In this place, your strength can't even make it into the top ten. Go back to your barbaric land," Usher said with a cold sneer, as if crushing an annoying ant beneath his boot.

EclipseRider: "Usher is awesome! How dare that clown try to show off here, looking for death!"

The Dragon's Kiss Guild members began to cheer him on, while other players from different servers were left speechless, feeling a cold sweat run down their backs.

How could the powerful Poison King, who ruled the battlefield, get humiliated like this by US players?

Such an overpowered stealth poison strategy was practically a joke in the eyes of Orgod and Usher!

The foreign players couldn't help but feel envious, afraid to approach these monster-level US players.

Orson laughed loudly, while Davis and the others had grim expressions and retreated.

Usher, however, was carefully watching Orson. He could ignore all the players here, even the Sword Soul twins, but he could never ignore this bastard in front of him.

Suddenly, TitanBreaker spoke up: "Something's not right. His body hasn't disappeared, and his beast has been recalled."

The Dragon's Kiss Guild members froze. Poison King Sinternan's body began to melt, but it didn't turn into white light to return to the fountain. The poison dragon had already vanished.

"Underworld Poison Stone!"

A sinister voice echoed, and Sinternan's body solidified into a black stone, its surface cracking open.

Orson's gaze flickered as he mounted the Crimson Lizard King and soared into the sky. The Heavenly Fire Staff floated in front of him.

"Anyone who can withstand a critical hit from me, stay. Everyone else, leave now." Orson opened the regional chat, announcing his challenge.

"Pfft..."

Naoko couldn't help but laugh, teasing, "You're so bad! Your crit damage is probably something even you can't survive! You're trying to kill them all, aren't you?"

Orson froze, embarrassed. She wasn't wrong.

The Titan Council required 12 people to open it, and by his own logic, after killing everyone, he might not even have enough people for the 12 seats.

"Arrogant fool, don't just talk. I can withstand your criticals, even ten of them, a hundred of them!"

"Forget it! Let's just get rid of all the US players!"

MN players had numbers on their side, and many top-tier players from the Leaderboards were here, forming a significant force.

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With that, a heavily-armored warrior from MN's region charged forward, donning a black exoskeleton flight suit.

The warrior's dark skin blended almost invisibly in the shadows.

"Impressive, MN players can achieve a physical invisibility effect. This is much more useful than the divine Soul Seal."

Orson thought to himself, impressed by the expertise of MN's top players. If it weren't for his sharp eyes, he might not have even noticed this charge.

Orson raised his staff and pointed at the MN players, and hundreds of players mounted punk-style magical constructs, charging toward him at high speed.

Having already suffered a setback, Davis frowned and turned away without looking back, seemingly predicting the players' fate.

"Thanks to the MN region players for their generous support to the Shikigami Guild!" Orson shouted again, his voice full of gratitude.

The MN players hadn't quite processed what was happening before they saw a ring of blue light encircling Orson's arm.

Whisper of the Wind activated, raising his attack speed to 7.0.

He wasn't like Usher, who could achieve a ridiculous 20.0 attack speed.

But his advantage lay in each Chaos Magic Ball—large enough to do serious damage!

Poof, poof, poof...

Chaos Magic Balls formed into waves of fiery power, sweeping toward the charging MN players.

-8,000!

Critical -250,000!

Burning - Immune!

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