NABC Chapter 123 123: Brothers, Let's Make Some Money!
Chapter 123 123: Brothers, Let's Make Some Money!
critical hit -2900!
critical hit -9500!
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multiple effects triggered!
orson's attack speed had reached 5.0, and with his multiple basic attacks triggering, eight hits per second was no longer a dream. his attack speed exceeded that of any s-tier archer at this stage.
dark red magic balls formed a continuous array in the air, resembling a dark and profound galaxy, creating a spectacular sight.
jella, the wind mage, screamed as she was repeatedly knocked back by orson's basic attacks, unable to stabilize herself. drunken dream, standing beside orson, watched in awe, almost losing his combo in the process.
"that's insanely fast... no wonder you're a mysterious npc. your staff speed is way beyond any player!" drunken dream exclaimed.
crazy handsome: "what's going on? didn't we just kidnap hazel? why is there fireworks going off at the lord's manor?"
outside the wedding hall, players were puzzled. they noticed fireworks, but there was also the sound of female screams. could it be that the mission was completed and the lord had entered the bridal chamber?
but the commotion seemed too much for a simple celebration!
combo x90!
combo x130!
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"the wind god grants me wings of freedom..."
"wind god's flash!"
jella shouted, a streak of green light passed over her, forcibly breaking her free from the aerial control.
orson, unfazed, clasped his hands again. "earthquake!"
two stone vines transformed into sky-reaching dragons, one after another, knocking jella back to the ground.
-30000!
as she fell, orson quickly cast mud trap, trapping the mage in place, her feet sinking into the muck, making it hard for her to move.
"ice prison ring!"
orson, calculating his mana, adjusted his power to cover a 100-meter range, and ice mist spread through the air, trapping the mage once more.
"the flame dragon!"
orson calmly raised his staff, bringing it down hard, sending the poor mage spinning in the air. "fireball barrage!"
another series of infinite combos, making the air buzz with tension.
orson knew full well that while mages, archers, and thieves had some crowd control escape skills, they could never match the class-defying body skills of melee characters. a mage's control-break abilities were only temporary, offering no long-term immunity to control effects.
meanwhile, drunken dream watched as the earth knight leader again broke free from the combo with a body slam. he quickly retreated, hiding behind some ruins to follow orson's advice and drag out the fight, hoping to bait the skills.
however, the xien family's earth knight leader was fierce and meticulous, not giving drunken dream the opportunity to hide. one hammer strike collapsed the wall, and with the falling debris, the earth knight found drunken dream and relentlessly charged forward.
he pulled drunken dream back into the magic eye, returning them to the battlefield.
"the xien family won't let you off... we are a platinum family, the uncrowned kings!"
the earth knight leader, spitting blood, growled as he was struck by the meteor and shattered into pieces, his health dropping below 300,000.
"you're a lamp, if i'm not mistaken, hazel's father should be the rightful heir, but you guys hijacked his power." orson spoke coldly.
"so what? are you trying to clear his name?"
the earth knight leader bared his teeth and glared at orson with a sinister laugh.
orson shrugged and smiled. "doesn't matter to me. i'm just interested in the gear you're wearing."
just as his words fell, drunken dream seized the opportunity, charging forward with his dragon spear and knocking both npcs back.
he and orson began coordinating seamlessly, executing a mindless combo of attacks.
drunken dream, roaring with excitement, stunned the nearby hostile players, his momentum unstoppable.
"not bad, kid. not bad."
orson's lips curled into a smile. this was the result he had been hoping for.
one day, his human mount—silver dragon rider—would make a comeback!
ride donkey: "gold beams! what the hell! four gold beams and a sea of purple loot!"
dynasty old yin: "what kind of monster npc is this orsix? if we don't rush in now, drunken dream's gonna make a fortune!"
absolute kid: "it's a death either way, might as well risk it for the reward, turn a car into a flying boeing 747!"
four golden pillars shot into the sky, and the sight made the players around go mad with greed. they immediately set their sights on killing the dragon rider to loot the gear.
crazy handsome: "damn, you forced me into this! if i can grab it, i'll consider myself lucky!"
love playing: "reporting—unclaimed loot, first come, first served!"
the players in orson's team started acting frantic, ready to attack teammates and steal the loot.
to the average player, the dragon egg was too far out of reach and too luxurious—getting it would only mean giving it to demon emperor and others.
but the equipment and skill books? those were different. for guilds like slaughter guild and godslayer, it wasn't worth going to extremes for a few pieces of gear.
slaughter spree: "boss, white sister, let's move! this loot's worth at least 100k gold!"
"i don't need you to tell me what to do."
demon emperor gave him a cold glance, silencing him instantly.
demon emperor wanted more than just this loot. for him, this was small change—only the dragon egg held real value.
"too much loot. drunken dream, can you collect it all? want us to help you pick it up?"
"no need. i'm just one person. it'd be too tiring to carry it all. besides, it's infinite dimensions rules—finders keepers."
thousands of players rushed toward orson and drunken dream, eyes filled with greed.
infinite dimensions had just launched, and stories of overnight riches were spreading. everyone dreamed of getting their big break. now, the chance for wealth had finally arrived!