Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Chapter 184 184: Millions Watching, Dragon Curse Roars!

"Everyone, this is the first-person view of Orgod, grab your snacks and beers and come quickly!" SirLagsALot excitedly connected to the streaming platform, but as expected, the massive influx of viewers did not occur.

"What the hell, this is the twenty-eighth time someone has claimed 'Orgod's first-person view'! Stop trying to deceive us."

"Are you crazy? Orgod's sidekick is a level 20-something warrior, who are you trying to fool?"

"Acting cool for a moment, but always ending in a funeral!"

Several comments flooded the stream, and SirLagsALot, frustrated, saw that no one believed him.@@@@

However, he quickly adapted. He immediately added "[US vs UJ]" to the stream's title and spent a hundred thousand credits to boost the traffic.

He then aimed the camera at Orson, who was sitting in a meditative posture, and shouted again, "Orgod is slaughtering the UJ District's frontline, come watch now!"

"Holy crap! It's really Orgod! Damn! The Bloodthirsty Butcher title, it looks so badass!"

"Awesome, streamer! Is Orgod your father? He's not from their guild, and you're standing this close to him without being slaughtered?"

"Wow, that Heavenly Fire Dragon Heart set, rumored to cost hundreds of billions, don't know if that's true, but the special effects are so cool!"

The effects were immediate. In just a few seconds, the live stream's viewership skyrocketed past 100,000 and continued to climb rapidly.

"Mini-map coordinates... Sakura District! Damn! Orgod really is in the UJ District!"

"I was wondering why I hadn't seen Triple Crown winner lately, turns out he's planning something big!"

"Breaking news! Orgod just wiped out one of UJ District's top three guilds: Thousand Hands!"

More and more viewers flooded into the stream, and SirLagsALot couldn't stop grinning.

A big spender immediately dropped five super rockets worth $5000 each. And the spender even promised that if Orgod killed 100 people, he'd send five more rockets!

"You young ones don't know what's good for you. I'm really afraid you'll drain your savings," SirLagsALot laughed widely.

"How many people do we have in the stream?" Orson asked as he finished meditating and stood up.

"Five hundred thousand! It's time to go big, right?" SirLagsALot was shaking with excitement, already imagining himself sailing on a luxury yacht alongside Orgod. The money was coming in too fast!

"This is too few. This isn't even a big news event yet. Keep boosting the traffic," Orson smirked.

The UJ District had been wreaking havoc in the US District for days. Many players had been killed by them, and due to some historical grievances, there were plenty of players who despised UJ District. However, without leadership, they couldn't form any real fighting force. Even when they occasionally fought UJ players, they were overwhelmingly defeated.

Now, seeing someone streaming Orgod's conquest of UJ District in first-person view, it was no surprise this caused a huge stir.

"Boost the traffic! Damn, who cares about money? I'm not afraid! As long as you're having fun, that's all that matters!" SirLagsALot cursed, full of confidence. A single video had earned him millions of dollars before, and this stream was bound to be another gold mine, no matter how much he spent.

"Victory or defeat, it all depends on this. Orgod, don't let me down," SirLagsALot gritted his teeth and began pouring massive amounts of money into the stream to attract more viewers.

He dropped eight million credits in total.

Honestly, he was a bit nervous. Not because of the viewer count—he was certain it would explode—but because he feared Orson might fail. After all, Thousand Hands wasn't weak. If they delayed too long and Naoko summoned Yamata no Orochi again, Orgod could be in serious trouble.

Moreover, the larger the viewer count, the higher the risk. If Orson lost, SirLagsALot would lose everything, and Orson would be roasted by trolls everywhere, with no hope of redemption!

As Charles and others had said, a loss in this battle could mean the end of Orson's career!

In the sky 10 kilometers away from Sakura District...

"Adjust the screen to share, I'll give you the permissions," Orson said calmly.

"True first-person view?" SirLagsALot was ecstatic, immediately agreeing to the screen share and switching to the Mage's view for the live stream.

"6666!"

"Finally, we get to see Orgod's interface. Too bad we can't see his status bar."

"I heard this man has at least 50,000 mana, but I don't know if that's true."

The viewers' curiosity was piqued. Orson switched to pure mode, so while it was a first-person view, the audience couldn't see his stats or skill cooldowns.

SirLagsALot: "I know keeping skills secret is standard for a mage, but how can we track the cooldown?"

"Cooldown? Oh, it's not necessary."

Orson gave him a meaningful smile.

Suddenly, a chilling voice echoed in Orson's ears, the eerie whispers of souls dying under the power of a dragon's magic.

A strange sound came from his Heavenly Fire Dragon Heart armor. Black light surged, and a shockwave rippled out in a hundred-meter radius, as elemental tides surged.

The red star ring spun rapidly, and magical patterns spread out, engulfing the area in eerie brilliance.

SirLagsALot stared at his status bar, eyes wide in shock: "What the hell! Skill... no cooldown?!"

Orson glanced at him coldly. SirLagsALot quickly shut his mouth, his heart racing. If he said anything now, it would scare the hell out of other players!

A-class spells with no cooldown?!

"Brahma's Divine Flame."

"Brahma's Div...—"

The chaotic six-pointed star shot into the sky, a blood-red glow suffusing the earth. The diameter of the six-pointed star was several times larger

than before when Dragon Curse was cast!

"Look at that..."

"Is that the six-pointed star from the spell's casting animation? How is it so big? It's almost covering the whole sky!"

"Magic enlarged three times!"

"Magic enlarged two times!"

"Dragon Curse is here!"

A constant series of system prompts echoed in Orson's ears as his eyes glowed fiercely. He had transformed into an emotionless magic machine.

A golden horn blared, like a golden dragon appearing before all UJ District players: "The Age of Conquest is about to begin!"

An overwhelming aura crushed them, causing their breathing to halt.