The battle at Celestial Fortress was in full swing.
"Brothers, let's do this! That guy's gear and mount must be worth a fortune!"
"Exactly! Vice Guild Leader, it's your turn!"
"Right! Let's all charge and make sure we steal his underwear while we're at it!"
The guild chat took a sudden turn. Just moments ago, everyone was still in awe of the Silver Dragon Knight's strength. But in the blink of an eye, the knights were already scheming on how to sign a blood contract and claim all of Drunken Dream's legendary gear.
"Damn it, teammates! These idiots are supposed to be on our side!" Madman cursed as he watched the pathetic display. "I knew it, Godslayer has no normal players at all!"
"Player Drunken Dream has requested to join the battle group!" Madman grinned and accepted the request to merge battle groups.
Under Drunken Dream's leadership, Supreme Guild merged with Godslayer's forces. With the holy light silver dragon leading the charge, the Xian family's guards were retreating step by step.
In the Sky Battle!
Orson flew above the dragon's mouth, and his second Hurricane Spear hit the enemy again, expanding the wounds on the Six-Winged Inferno Dragon's body several times over.
A "Magic Cripple Stage 2" debuff appeared above the Six-Winged Inferno Dragon, with an instant death chance maxed out at 1%. If a critical hit landed in the same spot, there was a 50% chance of an instant kill!
But to Orson's surprise, just as he rode his Crimson Lizard King closer, Barenkas was hiding behind his father, Furnace Greed. The normally boastful Flame Dragon was acting like a whiny child looking for its parents.
"Mortal, you have violated the Dragon Clan's reverse scale. Death here is your only fate," Furnace Greed spoke in dragon tongue, his terrifying aura spreading.
Just then, another dragon voice rang out: "Empire heretic, Dragon Slayer, Crimson Butcher, the land of Infinite Dimensions is now your forbidden zone!"
Three earth dragons, led by the Guardian Enluka, swooped down from above, casting a menacing shadow over the entire fortress.
"Dammit... these earth dragons are breaking through the defenses too quickly!"
Bradley and others down below saw this and immediately broke into a cold sweat. Over a dozen defensive barriers in the Celestial Fortress were shattered, and even the smaller monsters were blasted apart by the three dragons.
"Do they have no shame? I'm asking, do they have no shame?"
"Uh... is this the most luxurious way to die in Infinite Dimensions?"
"One high-tier dragon and five peak lower-tier dragons... what kind of formation is this?"
"Orgod, that bastard, is finally going to die! Hahaha!"
No matter if they were Godslayer members or from other guilds, all the players watching this scene had one question:
Can this really be done by any player at all?
Even if that person was the Triple Crown winner, the tax official of the UJ district, and the top player in Infinite Dimensions!
But under the dragon's breath, all life was equal!
Six dragons gathered together. Forget a sky fortress—this force could flatten the surrounding kingdoms and factions in Infinite Dimensions!
Orson calmly observed everything. Under the towering dragons, he felt so small it was almost laughable. Yet, a smile never left his face, his composure unwavering even in the face of such overwhelming power.
The six dragons hovered in the sky, exuding an immense pressure on everyone below.
"Mortal, do you understand the weight of your sins?" Enluka's voice rang out, his gaze locked onto Orson's Crimson Lizard King. Then, he switched to dragon tongue again: "The Dragon Slayer, an ancient scourge that cannot be killed, you too shall die!"
The Crimson Lizard King, with its blood-red eyes, showed a hint of confusion. It opened its dragon mouth... and let out a burp.
The dragon then awkwardly glanced at its unscrupulous master.
The Godslayer members were just as confused. These dragons were speaking in their ancient tongue, yet they hadn't attacked yet. It almost felt like they were passing judgment on Orson.
But Orson knew better—these dragons were belittling him. These beasts, prideful beyond measure, often arrived in the form of judgment.
Their beastly eyes locked on his human ones. Orson froze for a second, tilted his head, and curiously asked, "What the hell? You can't speak dragon tongue? How are you even part of the dragon clan?"
The Crimson Lizard King growled in dissatisfaction.
"I'll handle this," Orson said helplessly, shrugging. He cleared his throat and began speaking in a bizarre language. "＃￥%*%...＆＆!"
Everyone below watched in shock, jaws almost dropping to the ground. "Orgod, he's speaking that dragon language from the official CG! No, this is dragon tongue!"
"The insect will not escape! Repent!"
"A mere speck of dust, daring to compete with the dragons? We soar through the heavens and the earth, representing the will of the world! You will die!"
"Prepare for the judgment of the apocalypse!"
The six dragons erupted into fury, their bodies flaming as lava cascaded down from their forms.
The roar of the dragons echoed through the air, and the pressure intensified. This was the wrath of the dragons, the divine might of Infinite Dimensions!
"Melee King is too strong! Even in a verbal spar with the six dragons, he's holding his own!"
"Being able to speak an ancient language, that's definitely one way to go out in style."
Ruby gave a sharp comment, her eyes glittering with stars as she watched the scene unfold.
"Ah... what exactly did he just say? Can anyone translate?"
The Godslayer members all turned their eyes to the glowing man.
Drunken Dream gazed at the scene, thousands of eyes on him, and gently stroked the Silver Dragon, Denoka.
A war beast's thoughts flooded his mind.
Drunken Dream stood stunned, unsure, then spoke cautiously, "My friend, it seems like he's saying something even worse... the translation is..."
"He says... 'The Flame Dragon eggs taste great, next time I'll slaughter the Flame Dragon and try the dragon kidneys...'"
"The entire Flame Dragon clan will die together."
"He also said... 'Tomorrow, I'll burn the earth dragon's nest, make dragon egg soup to boost my... you know... and then I'll flatten Pondenorlin City into a land base.'"
Everyone stared at each other, eyes wide in disbelief. This guy was definitely not human!
Already ridiculously strong among the players, now he had stopped bothering to speak human language and switched to beast tongue, casually insulting two major dragon clans and threatening to slaughter dragons, eat their organs, and use their blood for a bath.
"Fire like the stars!"
"Fire like the stars!"
The Flame Dragon family instantly went into a rage. The Dragon Queen and Furnace Greed roared, both launching attacks simultaneously. The Dragon Curse spell triggered, creating a massive elemental tsunami in the sky!
While the Flame Dragon nest master wasn't as high-ranked as Barenkas, he had survived countless bloodbaths and was 30 levels higher.
An S-tier fire magic spell, both in scale and destruction, far exceeded Barenkas' ability.
The terrifying fiery explosion rushed toward Orson like a tidal wave.
Barenkas hovered in the sky, roaring proudly, "We are the leaders of all spirits, we are the true gods!"
All the players shivered in fear. Even though they were thousands of meters away, the heat from the flames felt like it would melt their bodies in an instant.
"Don't fight them head-on!"
"Does he... think he can win, or does he just believe escaping is useless?"
Drunken Dream stared blankly at the figure in front of him. He knew that this person was powerful beyond words, but this was still limited to the realm of players.
The six dragons before him, each one a king of its realm, were far beyond anything he could fathom.
Orson was trying to shake the very laws of the Infinite Dimensions world with his mortal body!
The Dragon Clan had ruled the world for millennia. From the names of the Light and Dark Dragon Empires, it was clear that these dragons were the true rulers behind the scenes.
No one dared call themselves a true god before the dragons in Infinite Dimensions!
Orson lifted his gaze slightly, his eyes full of battle intent, showing no sign of fear.
"Awaken..."
Orson's lips parted, and the Dragon Crystal atop his Skyfire Staff flared brightly. Magic runes appeared all over his body.
An orange-yellow light curtain dropped behind him, and countless magic runes danced joyously upon it.
A strange soil material appeared under his feet, as though standing in a celestial realm. His eyes became deep and focused.
"OMG! What is that... a projection of the Earth Elemental God?"
The players watching were dumbfounded, their eyes glued to the sky.
A towering, rugged, and brutal giant appeared behind Orson. His Skyfire Staff floated before him. He suddenly extended his hands and clapped them together. The giant behind him synchronized, mirroring his movements.
Orson's eyes burned with intensity as he shouted,
"Grip of the Underworld!"
A chilling magic voice spread through the ears of every player present. Goosebumps rose all over their bodies, their legs trembling.
Boom…
Two massive elemental hands appeared in the sky, blocking out the sun!
Celestial Descent · Max Awakening—Grip of the Underworld!
The Dragon Curse magic effect triggered!
The already enormous hands suddenly grew five times larger!
Even the massive dragons appeared small and weak under those giant hands.
The Flame Dragon's S-tier Dragon Curse magic was powerful, but compared to the Dragon Curse-enhanced Grip of the Underworld, it was nothing!
With a thunderous crash, the sky trembled!