"You said it yourself, so don't blame me." Orson chuckled, a hint of arrogance in his tone.
With a proud expression, Orson raised a hand, and the wind whispered past his ears.
Attack speed maxed.
Puff puff—
The Chaos Magic Ball erupted in a series of explosions, shaking the entire withered tree forest. The air was filled with constant booming sounds.
-2700!
Critical Hit - 60,000!
Critical Hit - 60,000!
Orson became a berserk artillery cannon, blasting the knights charging toward Karquil into the air, sending them flipping around.
"The Flame Dragon."
Orson's legendary staff emitted a fiery glow, and all the players who witnessed this scene were left speechless in awe.
"Wait, you're telling me this is C-grade fire magic? There's no way a C-grade elemental creature is that huge!"
"This guy... he's just... huge! And his shots go so far!"