Major Announcement: With full support from the Godslayer Guild, half-orc leader Ninelra has successfully slain the Orc King Kanao. The orc legion has crumbled and scattered—no longer a viable threat!
Major Announcement: Ninelra has successfully founded the Atum Empire. The continent of Infinite Dimensions is once again thrown into chaos. Adventurers may travel to this region in one week for related quests!
Major Announcement: All members of the Godslayer Guild have gained +1 level, 3000 free attribute points, 4500 skill points, 5 talent points, and 5000 gold coins.
Orson had just logged back into Infinite Dimensions when a series of triumphs echoed across the system. The chain of quests aiding the half-orcs in establishing a nation was now complete!
"Holy crap! Godslayer's been quiet for so long, and now they've dropped a bomb like this! That global bonus is insane!"
"Even without Orgod, the guild's got serious foundations."
"Pfft, just a fat camel still bigger than a horse. Without the Triple Crown winner at the helm, once Dragon's Kiss comes back, they're done."
The long-silent Godslayer Guild had returned in a blaze of glory, stirring up the world chat. Not everyone believed in their comeback, though. The fall of the former #1 player had hit them hard. To many, this triumph seemed less like resurgence and more like a final echo of Orgod's legacy.
Meanwhile, at the Celestial Fortress on the border between the Dark Dragon and Light Dragon territories…
Blood-splattered Iron Cavalry howled at the sky. "They said +1 level! My exp bar was 99.99%, and I only got 0.01 from the bonus?! I'm gonna lose it!"
Madman burst out laughing. "I just leveled again, boys! Ding—level 59! Sorry, folks, that level 60 Spirit Tribe gear set in the stash? All mine now!"
"Low move, Madman! You promised us Godslayer gear, and now you're the one living the dream?"
The assassin squad of Godslayer erupted in protest. These guys were the sharpest blades of the guild, veterans hardened through Madman's endless motivational speeches and outrageous promises. Many were high-caliber transfers from top-tier guilds. Under Madman's leadership, Godslayer's power had skyrocketed.
After enduring wave after wave of orc sieges, most of the main raiding force had surpassed level 50. Nearly all of them had been granted their level 50 Divine Soul Seals. As for the inner circle—Madman, Raven, Iron Cavalry—they now wielded Celestial-grade Divine Soul Seals and had evolved into walking disasters.
Bradley was on another level. After earning the Glacier's recognition during the Pondenorlin City Dragon War, he claimed the rare Human God Soul Seal. Now, with an additional Divine Soul Seal, he had surged to #15 on the global Leaderboards. And that was just the beginning—once he mastered his Seals, top 10 was inevitable.
The top 10? Filled with monsters—NRSword's infamous duo, Usher, Poison King Sinternan...
Usher now stood at the very top of the Storm Rankings—his comeback was a media frenzy.
Sword God Alexander was another beast entirely. Lone sword, bare armor, undefeated in city after city. He only ever struggled against Orgod himself. Had that fight gone differently, he'd likely be hailed as the strongest solo PvPer alive.
But the real shocker? The mysterious betrayal of SSR member Snow Dream—now ranked #9 worldwide. No one knew how. Her starting class at level 20 had only been A-tier.
Iron Cavalry: "Look, we can't run a guild without a leader. Since Orgod's gone MIA, I nominate Degraded to be our acting leader!"
Texas Musk: "Ahem, I'll volunteer too! Elect me and I'll sponsor a five-day trip to Vegas for everyone! Prepare for a Godslayer beauty pageant!"
Divine Slash: "You two jokers serious? Has Money Traveler even said anything? Quit yapping."
Divine Slash, now Bradley's #1 hype man, had declared himself the "Thousand Men Killer." His loyalty was unmatched.
Luna Frost: "I second Money Traveler. He's sweet, strong, and dreamy!"
Heartbroken Loli: "Agreed! He's the whole package. No one better to lead!"
They had just returned from war and already launched into an all-out brawl over leadership. Bradley, just back himself, was caught in the chaos. "I'm… still alive, y'know. Can I say something?"
Didn't matter. These wild dogs were going to hold a vote no matter what. The name Orgod had even vanished from the guild interface, replaced with "Acting Leader"—though all major permissions still sat in Orson's hands.
The role of Acting Leader required three vice-leaders to agree on a candidate. But the true leader? Still untouched.
"Shut up already, Old Yin!" Madman barked, ending the chatter.
Dynasty Old Yin: "What the hell?! You think I'm your dog?! I'm resigning as mage corps captain!"
The mages had the cushiest deal—daily 80 gold stipends, priority on tomes and gear—but they spent all day underground recharging divine artillery. Morale? Tanked.
"Request denied," Madman said without blinking.
"I swear to god—" Old Yin lunged at him, barely held back by other mages.
"You've got one hour to eat, drink, and rest up," Madman growled. "Then we roll the war fortress toward the Light Dragon capital!"
The crowd went silent.
His target? The one who had swallowed a high-grade Demon Ascension Pill—War Saint Darkbo Seris!
The players froze.
"You heard right! We're going to light up Infinite Dimensions with war—and the first spark will burn the Light Dragon Empire!" Madman declared.
Stunned silence.
In the back, Dancing Giant Boobs whispered, "Shouldn't we… ask someone about this first?"
Madman just smirked and sent a private message: "Who do you think gave me the idea?"
Then Bradley raised his massive Light-Dark broadsword high and roared, "I will challenge the heavens and rival the Dragon Kings—who will fight at my side?!"
"Godslayer—WAR!"
"Godslayer—WAR!"
The warcry shook the skies. Arrogance? No guild did it better. Madness? No player dared speak against them.
After weeks of bloodshed, the blades of Godslayer dripped with death—and their battlelust now pierced the very firmament. The undying, unbreakable Godslayer Legion would carry the will of the Mortal God forward…
And hang the sword of Damocles above the Light Dragon Empire itself.