NABC Chapter 230 230: Forcing Players to Quit Gaming
Chapter 230 230: Forcing Players to Quit Gaming
Brutal!
Absolutely brutal!
The Crimson Lizard King devoured the Earth Dragon's brain as if it were a delicacy, even making Orson grimace at the savage display.
With the [Ancient Will Awakening] buff, the seemingly toughest part of the Earth Dragon—the head—turned out to be its fatal weakness.
Dragon blood splattered everywhere as the Crimson Lizard King feasted with gusto, letting out a triumphant roar filled with excitement.
This was a declaration: the deathly shadow from the Ancient Era had now joined the battlefield of Infinite Dimensions!
"Devour Growth activated!"
"Your battle beast's attributes increased by 10%!"
Hearing the notification, Orson was momentarily stunned, then grumbled in disbelief: "Only 10%? You've got to be kidding me—this was a whole Earth Dragon!"
After advancing to the Domain Lord rank, the Crimson Lizard King's Devour Growth cap had increased to 100%, effectively allowing its attributes to double.
Although not as absurd as the 300% boost during its Lord-Class days, the current increase was far more terrifying due to its already monstrous base stats.
However, because it had reached the high Domain Lord rank, devouring lower-tier bosses now yielded negligible gains.
Orson frowned at the 10% increase and muttered, "So I need nine more dragons to max out? Where the hell am I supposed to find so many dragons?!"
Before he could dwell on it, Orson turned his attention to the Earth Dragon that had been blasted away. "There's another one right there! Keep munching!"
The Crimson Lizard King spread its massive wings and soared into the air, unleashing an Apocalypse Dragon Breath, which sent the Earth Dragon tumbling.
Orson followed up, firing waves of Chaos Magic Balls directly at the Earth Dragon's head.
Bonus Damage to Dragon Bloodline!
Critical Hit: -120,000!
Burn: -16,000!
-8,000!
...
Orson shook his head lightly. The Earth Dragon's defenses were formidable, reducing his damage output by more than a third.@@@@
This was far from the efficiency he wanted for slaying dragons.
His eyes turned cold. "Awaken: Hurricane Spear!"
With a soft chant from the Elemental Goddess, Orson's eyes sharpened as he guided the divine spear to strike precisely at the Earth Dragon's back, already scorched by the Apocalypse Dragon Breath.
Magical Crippling!
Armor Removed!
Without giving the enemy a chance to recover, Orson and the Crimson Lizard King climbed onto the Earth Dragon's body and began a relentless, violent assault.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under the barrage of percentage-based true damage and 21x critical hits, even the Earth Dragon couldn't withstand it.
With a gruesome crack, the Crimson Lizard King snapped the Earth Dragon's neck and once again devoured its brain with a triumphant roar.
"So grotesque," Orson muttered, unable to resist commenting.
Have battle beasts become this picky?
"Ancient..."
Before Orson could check the Crimson Lizard King's new skill attributes, the system notification made it clear: this was likely a passive skill.
The Crimson Lizard King would analyze its opponent's attack patterns during combat, drawing from ancestral combat experience to formulate counter-strategies.
Previously, the Crimson Lizard King had struggled in a 3v1 against the Earth Dragons, getting repeatedly overpowered.
It seemed that this skill had enabled it to quickly identify the Earth Dragons' weaknesses.
Now, facing the Flame Dragon Nest Master in a 1v1, the Crimson Lizard King could win, but it would take time.
Orson glanced at the timer. Time was running out, so the best strategy was simple—gang up on it!
Godslayer Guild Channel:
Orgod: "Anyone who steps into the Celestial Fortress—be they human or ghost—kill them all!"
Bradley: "Crush them! Long-range units, focus fire on the Flame Dragon. Melee players, follow me in!"
Dancing Giant Boobs: "I'm going to smash its dragon eye, hehe..."
Iron Cavalry: "Dancing Giant Boobs, I'm pretty sure you've been corrupted by Madman. If you keep acting like a creep, I'm done with you."
Dancing Giant Boobs: "Get lost—.-"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Nightshade controlled the Titan Mech, raining down firepower with magic-powered gatling guns and anti-Hulk sniper rifles.
Critical Hit: -15,000!
Critical Hit: -2,000!
-1,400!
...
Hundreds of damage numbers popped up over the Flame Dragon's head. While the damage seemed like mosquito bites compared to its massive health pool...
The sheer volume made it a rapid "mosquito swarm."
With the Flame Dragon Nest Master locked in berserk mode and fixated solely on Orson, the Godslayer players unleashed mindless barrages of attacks.
In just a short time, they managed to shave off over 10 million HP.
Meanwhile, Orson clasped his hands together, summoning power: "Awaken: Grip of the Underworld!"
A massive aura of earth elements erupted as two colossal hands materialized, reaching toward the Flame Dragon.
Buzz!
The Nest Master roared in fury, narrowly escaping one of the hands.
"Running? Not so fast." Orson's expression turned cold. He raised his hand and slammed it down again.
With a divine-like force, the hand swatted the Flame Dragon like a fly, slamming it into the ground and leaving a horrifying handprint.
"We can't beat this... not even a little!"
"Who was the idiot shouting about killing Orgod? Go ahead, I'll give you a chance!"
Witnessing this scene, the enemy guild players were at a loss for words, doubting they were even in the right game.
This had to be... True Heavenly Palm Technique!