Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Chapter 235 235: The War God Descends!

With no resistance, Orson pulled the God-Emperor Sword from the ground.

Cain and Enluka were stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"This... this is impossible! False god, what did you do?!" Cain shouted, his voice trembling with fury and shock.

A sigh escaped from the golden skeleton on the throne, carrying a hint of inexplicable meaning.

"This artifact does not belong to you."

A prompt appeared before Orson as the God-Emperor Sword seemed to lose its unparalleled power. In an instant, it transformed into a dull, blunt, ordinary blade.

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"I know," Orson murmured internally. "But technically, part of it does belong to me."

He extended his other hand, his fingers brushing against the pure white crystal embedded in the golden hilt.

Suddenly, the crystal dissolved into tiny glowing motes, flowing along his fingers into his right eye.

Two streams of radiant light intertwined, and a divine aura erupted from Orson, so powerful it seemed to proclaim him the true master of the hall.

Holding the God-Emperor Sword, his eyes blazing like torches, Orson stood like a god incarnate. Cain was rendered speechless, staring at him in awe and fear.

"The second gift has been received," Orson muttered under his breath.

"Your power is insufficient; this artifact is not yet yours!"

The God-Emperor's soul spoke with anger, his previously calm tone now tinged with urgency.

A terrifying curtain of sword energy descended from the dome, accompanied by the furious roars of battle angels radiating divine light. They were like avatars of boundless killing intent, descending straight from the heavens.

This strike was far more devastating than the one that had severed Cain's legs—it was a force capable of annihilating everything.

"False god, you dare court death!"

Startled, Orson watched as the Crimson Lizard King tore through the Battle Space on its own, spreading its massive wings to shield him.

God-Emperor's Wrath!

Apocalypse Dragon Breath!

A violent collision erupted as black flames clashed with golden sword energy. The sheer force of the impact shattered the towering pillars around them one by one.

Despite its best efforts, the Crimson Lizard King could only hold out for a moment before its wings were severed by the golden light. The sword energy continued downward, aiming straight for Orson.

Thus, Gaedashiram became known as the Sky Sovereign, revered as a god among mortals and ruler over two empires.

But centuries ago, the supreme powers of the two empires conspired to seal him within Bone Dragon Stronghold, along with the Celestial Fortress.

Now, his era of glory had ended, and the time to repay his debts had arrived.

"My mission is complete. I embrace my end... My descendants, protect the lives of Infinite Dimensions' creatures."

The God-Emperor's soul sighed one final time. The flames within his skeletal eyes extinguished, and the Sky Sovereign fell silent forever.

"I have now faded from this space and time. I can only help you this far, Reborn One."

The black-robed figure turned to Orson, smiling faintly. Blood trickled from his eyes as he reached out, attempting to touch Orson's shoulder.

But the fragment of his essence dissipated before he could, vanishing into the void.

Orson trembled, moved by the encounter. He called out, "What is your name, elder?"

A long silence followed before a whisper echoed in his mind: "I am Tecumseh."

The name sent chills down Orson's spine. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Tecumseh? Are you saying... you are..."

Orson's mind raced. If he wasn't mistaken, Tecumseh was also known as BlazeKing, the War God who had annihilated millions of enemies in history.

This legendary figure was now revealed to have been a Reborn One, just like Orson.

As the realization settled in, Orson felt as though he were dreaming—a surreal connection across time and space with a hero of legend.

Had Infinite Dimensions been open before in a forgotten age? Had humanity's predecessors already sacrificed themselves for this world?

A notification interrupted his thoughts.

"You have obtained a divine Soul Seal!"

[Heavenly Spirit's Right Eye]: Super God-grade

Passive Skill: Gain +10 HP for each monster killed (Initial cap: +100,000 HP).

Godly Commentary: "What's wrong with mages having a bit more durability?"

Active Skill: Eye of Truth – Uncover the origins of ancient relics and divine artifacts, and gather critical clues.

Godly Commentary: "What's wrong with mages having sharp eyes too?"