Bibienne was stunned as she turned around, only to be shocked to see another Orson appear on the opposite side of the battlefield.
"F...Fission? Elemental clones? No, this looks like a physical entity!" Magical Fiancée exclaimed.
"What... What's going on? When did Orgod gain the ability to create clones?"
The leaders of the major guilds were dumbfounded. They had never heard of Infinite Dimensions' number one enemy, Orgod, mastering any cloning magic.
Looking at the clones, they were clearly not elemental constructs, nor were they illusions, because no pentagram had appeared.
"Hey, little duckling, what are you yelling about?"
Then, another identical figure appeared.
"Hey, little duckling..."
A total of five Orson clones appeared, each in a Star of David formation, surrounding Bibienne in the center of the palace ruins.
Now, not only were the players confused, but even Golden Dragon Knight was frozen in place.
"My suggestion is to summon the Golden Dragons, and all the Dragon Knights of The Golden House," Orson and his five clones spoke in unison, their voices overlapping, echoing like the call of the king of the underworld: "In your shared life state, you won't just be defeated, you'll be slaughtered."
If one Orson was already overwhelming, what about six?
Six Leaderboards-ranked monsters appeared!
"This is terrifying... each clone not only is a physical entity, but each one also has over 200,000 health!"
Slaughter Spree felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the clones, each of them looking exactly like Orson. He began to suspect that these clones were essentially Orson himself!
"Call for help, that golden dragon can bring Soros here if you want. I've got a score to settle with him," Orson grinned, a sinister smile playing across his lips.
The five clones remained solemn, as if performing some kind of mysterious and unfathomable ritual.
"Can a firefly's light dare to compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon?"
Bibienne quickly reacted, her dragon spear trembling in her hand as six golden spears shot toward the Soul Disc clone.
"A firefly's light can still scorch the earth."
Orson's expression remained indifferent, his fingers moving quickly, as if a pianist was playing keys.
In an instant, all six versions of Orson, including the main body, made their move. The elemental power in the skies above Pondenorlin City surged wildly.
"The Flame Dragon!"
"The Flame Dragon!"
...
Six Mage Gods spoke in unison, their voices like an overwhelming magical tune, echoing through the arena, filling the air with their power.
The magnitude of their voices left the onlookers speechless, stunned.
At that moment,
A black sun hung high in the sky, and the stars began to flicker in unison, like they were being drawn into a cosmic dance.
Under the Supreme Arcane Blade, mountains shifted, and the very heavens and earth seemed to turn upside down!
Magic Magnification 3x!
Six The Flame Dragons, like fiery demon beasts, shot into the sky, hitting the golden spears with pinpoint precision, transforming into a storm of fire that rained down on Golden Dragon Knight.
Burning -40,000!
Burning -20,000!
Burning...
In an instant, over ten different Burning damage numbers flashed, and even Golden Dragon Knight couldn't help but let out a howl of pain.
The mage players below were in complete shock:
"What the hell is this? Isn't there supposed to be a cooldown on the Blazing Burn talent?"
Orson smiled faintly. He didn't regret the enormous amount of gold spent on creating this set of equipment.
The Soul Disc skill was truly one of the best of the best!
It allowed the clones to inherit 50% of the main body's attributes, and as long as there was enough mana, they could use all the talents and skills that the main body controlled!
Each clone had its own skill cooldown, which didn't overlap with the main body's cooldown.
Moreover, these clones had vast potential for growth. As long as they killed king-tier creatures, they could inherit their characteristics and signature skills!
That was the real power of this equipment!
Of course, to an average player, even with the Soul Disc, it wouldn't be that great.
After all, the clones only had 50% of the main body's power, and their attacks would be weaker. Plus, controlling clones to fight would actually reduce the main body's efficiency.
But with Orson now wielding the Archaic Arcane Blade, his spell attack power had soared to a terrifying 16,300!
Each of the clones now had over 8,000+ attack power, which surpassed even the top-tier players' stats.
"You are no match for me," Orson whispered as he rapidly switched between five screens, his eyes moving so quickly it was hard to keep up. Every detail and skill status of his clones was clear in his mind.
This kind of operation was something Orson had perfected long before his career in professional tournaments, after countless days and nights of practice. It was one of his signature techniques.
As he spoke, a green glow wrapped around the tips of his fingers.
"Whisper of the Wind!"
Orson's base attack speed of 7.2, plus a 20% increase, made his attack speed almost 9!
The other clones also had attack speeds close to 4.
In the blink of an eye, a storm of Chaos Magic Balls bombarded Bibienne.
Critical Hit -300,000!
Critical Hit -80,000!
-5000
-10000
...
"Oh my god! What kind of basic attack is this?"
"The fireballs are the size of a basin, and he's throwing twenty to thirty per second. Who can take this!"
"This is too insane... Who can withstand this?"
The players were sweating bullets as Golden Dragon Knight's health dropped by almost a fifth in the blink of an eye, dealing nearly 10 million damage!
Even though Golden Dragon Knight was in a berserk state with high defenses, Orson's damage was still reduced by over 50%.
But even with the damage reduction, it couldn't stand up to the sheer numbers. Nearly 30 basic attacks per second?
Chaos Chain Triggered!
Chaos Chain Triggered!
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