Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Chapter 261 261: The Suffering of All Living Beings

Frost City.

This was a large city-state, covered in ice and frost.

Upon receiving the smoke signal, tens of thousands of Beastmen immediately sprang into action. Dozens of massive mammoth beasts began carrying supplies like Beast Meat and other essentials, starting an urgent retreat.

However, just as the city gates were opening, an extraordinary mirror suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Orson had learned from his past experiences, so he didn't give the Beastmen too much time to react. He used the God-Emperor Earring to forcefully teleport to the city gates.

Faced with the large group of Frost Beastmen in front of him, Orson gave a faint smile. The Chaos Hexagram glowed, and the Ice Mist Law Ring activated at maximum power, quickly spreading across the entire Frost City.

Within a short time, the entire city was blanketed in ice.

These Beastmen had blue faces and tusks, and they had a high resistance to ice-based magic. When frozen, they could recover their mobility very quickly. However, the slowdown and burning effects from the Chaos talent still slowed their movement considerably.

Several Beastmen elite bosses began to scream in panic. Orson didn't understand their language, so he didn't know what they were saying.

Seeing this, other Beastman warriors braved the freezing and burning effects of the Law Ring and desperately fled in every direction. It was clear they had heard the news about the neighboring Beastmen city being attacked, and Bloodaxe King, a powerful figure, had been slaughtered.

One Beastman elite boss, wearing a fur coat and wielding a rhino horn staff, seemed to be a Beastman Shaman using ice magic. Four huge ice crystals appeared above him and began to fall. At the same time, two melee bosses wielding long knives charged forward.

Orson raised an eyebrow, and the Heavenly Fire Staff floated before him: "The Flame Dragon!"

Magic Dragon Curse activated!

The terrifying Flame Dragon descended from above the ice crystals, smashing them and sending the two melee bosses flying into the air.

Orson raised his staff and immediately started an infinite combo of regular attacks, sending the two bosses flying and continuously dealing damage.

Crit -70,000! -3500 Burning -20,000! ...

The Beastman Shaman howled again. Orson glanced around, and the remaining Beastmen scrambled onto mammoths, fleeing in three directions.

Clearly, these creatures were highly intelligent. The two melee bosses were acting as rear-guard forces, drawing Orson's attention to cover the escape of other Beastmen. This made them very different from ordinary monsters.

However, in terms of cunning, these Beastmen were as simple as a blank sheet of paper in front of a player.

"I am Orc Heretic. Are you not going to kill me? Do you look down on me?" Orson grinned, and his title changed to the light gold-colored Orc Heretic.

Orc Heretic title activated!

"Warning: Please leave Frost City immediately, or you will be pursued by all the Beastmen in this area!"

As soon as the title appeared, the Beastmen blocking the city gates and those inside the city immediately changed their expressions. Their blue-gray pupils turned bright red.

And so, from Frost City, he flew toward another Beastmen city—Godfire City.

Orson repeated the process, causing another large group of Beastmen to enter Frenzy. Soon, a bizarre scene unfolded behind him, with tens of thousands of Beastmen trailing him like mad, no matter what he did.

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This scene was so absurd that Orson almost laughed himself silly.

"You killed a Frost Beastman Warrior, experience +4000." "You killed a Frost Priest, experience +7000." ...

In less than ten minutes, the first batch of Frenzied Beastmen began to mysteriously burn to death, and the experience points kept flowing in.

The experience bar quickly rose, reaching 49 level 70%. With such efficiency in grinding, who needed a bike?

Who needed to hunt monsters all over the world?

Orson realized that Orc Heretic wasn't a disadvantageous title at all! It was clearly a Foolish Man Collector!

Half an hour later, Orson was running in circles near the Dark Dragon Empire border, dragging along ten thousand Beastmen from four cities.

The half-beast warriors who were supposed to be his helpers had now turned into onlookers.

"By the God-Emperor, the Dragon God descends! Is this the great adventurer who can make two Supreme beings descend and bless him?" Ninelra, the beast-ear girl, gasped, her chest heaving as she fell into a temporary stupor. Before her was a sea of Beastmen corpses.

Seeing this scene, the half-beast sycophants finally came to their senses...

"This is the will of Celestial! This is the divine miracle created by the mighty human adventurer!"

"His great achievements will be enshrined on the Tower of Eternity! He is the ruler of the universe!"

How could anyone say what lay at the end of the road paved by the bones of countless Beastmen?

Would it be a devil sitting on a throne?

Or perhaps a new God-Emperor of Infinite Dimensions?

She couldn't say for sure.

An hour later, the last of the ten thousand Beastmen died in agony.

Orson finally broke through to level 50!

Global Announcement: "Player Orson, the Death Messenger who erases everything, has killed a total of 102,400 Beastmen units!"

Rewards: 1000 attribute points, 1200 skill points, 20 talent points, 1 million reputation!

You have obtained the exclusive title [The Suffering of All Living Beings]!