Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

"Number One, come back!"

Before long, a massive shadow zipped across the ground, with the Crimson Lizard King roaring in frustration, seemingly quite humiliated.

"Dammit!!" Orson couldn't help but swear. He saw that the Crimson Lizard King was drenched in dragon blood, having lost two-thirds of its health.

ShatteredCrown stared in disbelief at the distant scene, "My giant lizard, what did you do...?"

Behind them, Cracked-Mouth Lizard Dragons were flooding the hall like a tidal wave. The mini-map was covered in red dots—this swarm of infinitely splitting lizards could number anywhere from four to five thousand!

"Dammit, I told you to stop being reckless and stop attacking..."

Orson gritted his teeth, easily guessing what had happened.

The Crimson Lizard King, continuously under attack, had gotten irritated and unleashed its destructive breath, triggering the Cracked-Mouth Lizard Dragons to mindlessly split. If Orson hadn't called it back in time, it would have likely been killed by these elite monsters.

Bang, bang, bang!

Orson slammed three quick punches on the lizard's head in frustration.

The Crimson Lizard King let out a disgruntled hum, as if asking, "Is it my fault?"

Empress returned to the team, shaking her head and joking, "Strange dragon beast... just as weird as its master."

"Let's go!"

Orson sighed and led everyone towards the rift at the top of the dragon's nest.

"Was the loot worth it?"

With the quest objective completed, Empress smiled and gave Orson a knowing look.

Your next chapter awaits on empire

"Eh... nothing special, just some junk materials and some worthless chests," Orson cleared his throat, shaking his head. "I'm just a working-class guy, the best loot's all in your hands now."

Two dragon eggs appeared in his hands, and Orson pretended to be in pain as he tossed Empress the 15% hatching probability one.

He handed the other, with an 18% hatching probability, to ShatteredCrown.

"Could it be... I'll become Infinite Dimensions' first magic dragon knight?" ShatteredCrown squealed with excitement.

"Don't be so sure." Orson chuckled and shook his head.

Dragon knights were naturally the only class that could fully unlock the potential of dragons, while other professions could only use dragons as a combat assist through beast mastery.

Generally, only dragon knights could learn skills that synergize with the dragons, creating a 1+1 greater than 2 effect in the later stages of the game.

But in Infinite Dimensions, anything was possible. Magic dragon knights, archery dragon knights, and even spear-wielding dragon knights had occasionally appeared.

After all, the game had weird mechanics like the Soul Seal, which could match players with dragons through special seals or other rare opportunities.

Ding dong—

"Incubation failed!"

"Incubation probability +1%!"

ShatteredCrown: "The Flame Dragon egg! I thought I needed some special materials, but turns out just money does the trick!"

Cha-ching—

The sound of coins clinking filled the air again as the magical runes on the egg deepened.

Is this the true money bomb?!

Orson's face twitched. This guy didn't even finish reading the dragon egg description before blindly throwing money at it.

"Please, just act like a human for once, could you?" Empress mocked, glaring at him.

Orson bitterly smiled. ShatteredCrown was rich enough that in his eyes, money solved everything. If the problem wasn't solved, it just meant he hadn't spent enough.

Empress was already watching with envy, her breathing shallow. She murmured, "After we go back, I might need to request some funds... Maybe I can become a The Flame Dragon Paladin."

"The Flame Dragon Paladin?"

Orson squinted at her, curious.

"Nothing, nothing... Having a powerful battle beast is enough." Empress smiled slightly.

She really wasn't good at lying…

Orson didn't press the matter. He didn't care what kind of paladin she'd become as long as she wasn't a freak like him.

Cough, with ten The Flame Dragon eggs in hand, if they all hatched...

A fleet of bombers?

That sounded pretty feasible.

While they were chatting, the Crimson Lizard King flew quickly out of the volcanic smoke-covered area, and Orson breathed a sigh of relief.

He opened the wooden box that Empress had given him.

Inside was a nearly charred skeleton.

"A necklace?"

Orson pulled out a silver pendant from the ashes, which held a white crystal that looked quite unique.

"You've obtained [Divine Fragment]."

"Description: This item is exclusive to Orgod. It can unlock Soul Seal levels."

"Would you like to unlock your Soul Seal [Heavenly Spirit's Right Eye]?"

The prompt appeared, and Orson immediately confirmed.

He quickly opened his panel to check the status of his Super God-grade Soul Seal.

"Unlock successful!"

"Your Soul Seal has advanced to High-Level!"

"You've gained a new passive skill."

"After reaching level 50 and undergoing the second class awakening, it will upgrade to Master-level!"

Orson clicked open the panel again to examine the updated Soul Seal.

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

Passive Skill 1: Every 10 monsters killed increases range by 1 meter (max 5000/10000 meters for High-Level)

Passive Skill 2: Every monster killed grants +1 mana growth (max 50000/100000 MP for High-Level)

"Why did the maximum limit only double?" Orson frowned.

Wasn't this supposed to be bigger and stronger?

But when he saw the newly unlocked third passive skill, Orson was dumbfounded. "Isn't this just too crazy?"

Passive Skill 3: For every 1000 monsters killed, you gain a 20% bonus to critical damage (max 0/2000% for High-Level).

Godly pricing: So what if the mage's damage is a bit high?

Orson grinned, even he felt it was a bit excessive.

Killing 100,000 monsters to reach a 20x critical damage increase?

With his current attack power at 1500+, a critical hit would naturally deal double damage, and with the extra 20x crit damage—without even considering enemy defense—one Chaos Magic Ball could deal up to 31,500 points of damage.

Plus, with the Emperor's Earring extending his range to 20 kilometers, it would be easy to lock on to targets with precision...

Who cares about NPCs like Lord Cain or rebel armies? They'd all be forced to kneel and sing the anthem of the Light Dragon Empire in submission!

"This is too ridiculous... but it matches my playstyle." Orson took a deep breath to calm down.

Of course, killing 100,000 monsters wasn't an easy task.

And his own health was too low, his survival skills weren't great—this was the reality.

Which is why he often used the Crimson Lizard King as a meat shield, even going so far as to train his humanoid mount, Drunken Dream.

It was a flaw of the mage class; no matter how well you played, you couldn't avoid it.

But this Soul Seal that endlessly stacked critical damage—now that was satisfying.

It solved the fundamental issue of Heavenly Spirit's Right Eye: the passive growth was slow, only increasing length and width. Now it was also growing stronger.

ShatteredCrown: "Master, why are you laughing?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Was I laughing?"

"You weren't? I saw you laughing like crazy. Can you at least act like me and be a little more righteous? Stop thinking about playing with the girls!" ShatteredCrown said seriously.

"You're the one who's righteous?"

Orson couldn't help but laugh at ShatteredCrown. The guy couldn't even approach a girl himself, and now he had the audacity to call someone else unrighteous?

Before Orson could say more, he suddenly felt a sharp spike of danger.

Whoosh!

A muffled sound rang out, and the Crimson Lizard King howled in pain.

Critical hit -40,000!

A spear had pierced its wing, exploding violently and tearing through the Crimson Lizard King's broad dragon wing.

Before anyone could react, a volley of dragon-slaying arrows came flying in, aimed at the Crimson Lizard King's other wing.

Critical hit -18,000

Critical hit -16,000

…

The Crimson Lizard King had already lost most of its health earlier, and now it was severely wounded again, leaving only about 400,000 health.

ShatteredCrown panicked and yelled, "Damn it, we're going to crash!"

The Crimson Lizard King began plummeting uncontrollably. It was about to crash into a ridge hundreds of meters away when Orson shouted, "Wind God's Sigh!"

With precise control, Orson used a series of wind blasts to prop up the crippled dragon's wing, alleviating the downward plunge.

But with one wing missing, the Crimson Lizard King could no longer maintain flight and began gliding down for an emergency landing

.

Empress gasped, "That was close... we almost wiped!"

Everyone was still in shock. ShatteredCrown's face was pale as he asked in confusion, "We haven't even left the dungeon yet, how did they shoot at us with spears and arrows? Are they NPCs or players?"

The Crimson Lizard King spewed blood from its mouth, and a stream of blood poured from its ribs, leaving a trail of dragon blood on the ridge.

Even with its thick skin and tough body, forcing it into a crash landing had caused it to lose nearly 500,000 health.

"Who dares to harm my transport beast? Show yourself!"

Orson's eyes turned cold as he glanced at the sky. Ten massive shadows swiftly moved across the clouds.

Before he could finish speaking, a loud horn sounded from below the ridge.

Empress's face turned pale as she looked at the plains below in disbelief.

There, a monstrous army with dragon lances and red armor, riding earth dragons, was charging toward them!

At the same time, a terrifying pressure enveloped the area, and a figure, as fast as a comet, plummeted to the ground.

"I am—Destruction."

"I am—Eternal."

A hoarse yet commanding voice echoed.

A towering dark figure slowly rose from the dust: "I am... the end of the world."