Orson pointed his staff at the two Golden Dragons battling Grevor.
"Whisper of the Wind!"
Six Infinite Dimensions Archmages launched a coordinated assault. Tidal waves of Chaos Magic Balls surged forth like a raging flood, swallowing everything in their path.
Without the buff of a King's Authority, these Saint Lord-tier Dragons were no different from elite bosses to Orson. Just tankier, that's all.
Grevor, watching the destruction, cursed under his breath: "Fine, kill them… none of these Golden Dragons have the potential to become a Dragon King anyway. Better to let that lunatic inherit Soros's seat and guard the Golden Pillar instead."
"Maiden's Purity – Light Blessing Enhanced!"
Grevor struck a dramatic pose. A smiling angelic phantom descended, spreading her arms in holy compassion.
"Basic Attack Boost!"
"Attack Power +50%!"
System notifications echoed in Orson's ears. He blinked. His bastard of a senior brother… actually did something useful?
