Players from various guilds, who had previously considered challenging the Godslayer Guild, were now in turmoil. In hindsight, US's top tycoon, Usher, had made the wisest decision by retreating to the Dark Dragon Empire. Who would be foolish enough to engage in a battle against an ultimate monster like this?
This was merely the tip of the iceberg of Orson's true power.
In the distance, three Purple-Gold Dragon Riders were desperately rushing toward Pondenorlin City, aiming to capture Orson, the mastermind behind the chaos.
Seeing this, Orson nodded inwardly. This was exactly the outcome he had planned for.
"Why are you staring at me? Get ready to act!" Orson frowned and turned back, only to find his companions still in a daze.
"Set up the Demon God's Banner!" Bradley shouted.
