313: The Black-Hearted Grandmaster

"Explosive Fireball? Ha ha ha…"

"Isn't that a skill from Infinite Dimensions? Has this guy lost his mind from playing too much?"

Pokpung and the others froze for a moment, before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. In their eyes, Orson was indeed a powerful figure in Infinite Dimensions, but this was reality.

A cruel world where even the most powerful could be brought down in a single shot!

Whether you're the global leader on the Leaderboards or a ruthless player from the US, no one is invincible.

"Orson! I'm gonna f*cking kill you!" Bradley gritted his teeth, his face twisted with rage. He kept trying to get up, but it was futile as two men held him down by the shoulders.

Madman, who had been knocked into the corner, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Orson with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

This man had created so many miracles. How could he possibly die over a few gold coins?