Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage

Chapter 663: 663: Last Ones Standing Rule the Game—Let Them Tear Each Other Apart

“We won? Did we really win…?”

RagingTiger muttered in disbelief, mentally inserting himself into Orson’s team like he’d been there the whole time.

Orson gave a faint smile and nodded toward the others as he looted the Dragon King’s corpse.

The Flame Dragon’s lair began to collapse—the instance was coming to an end, destined to vanish until a new Dragon King emerged.

“The cleanup crew from the guild will be here soon. Wild Gale, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

Orson glanced toward the three stunned Flame Dragons, who were too terrified to move. They’d taken on human forms—two men and one woman—and now stood frozen in fear, their eyes fixed on Aeloria. They knew any attempt to escape would be their last.

“Pick one and make a master-servant pact,” Orson said casually to Wild Gale.

The female dragon, named Lanyris, reacted instantly, lowering her head and addressing Wild Gale with reverence.

“Great adventurer, your strength has earned my loyalty. I am willing to become your dragon mount!”

“Eh? I don’t have a saddle,” Wild Gale replied, raising an eyebrow.

Lanyris bowed. “Among my collection of treasures, I happen to have one that would suit you perfectly.”

Kimchi Blade and the others were speechless.

A high-ranking Flame Dragon, offering up one of her prized possessions just to be ridden?

That level of humility was unheard of, especially for dragons of the Windflame Clan, known for their greed.

And yet… Wild Gale still shook his head. “You’ll just get in my way.”

Their jaws hit the floor.

A level 100 dragon was throwing herself at him—and he rejected her because she might interfere with his gameplay?

Godslayer members really had no shame.

“Whatever you say, then.”

Orson chuckled. He understood Wild Gale’s reasoning. With Misius’ Soul Seal, he already had perfect mastery over flight and teleportation. A dragon mount didn’t add much—at best, it would be a meat shield.

“Please, master… let me stay with you!”

Lanyris turned pale and wrapped herself around Wild Gale’s leg like a terrified servant, completely shedding her dragon pride.

“You sly little thing,” Orson laughed. The poor dragon had clearly been scared witless and was now clingy as hell just to avoid sharing her former king’s fate.

“I’ll find you someone more suitable,” Wild Gale sighed. Seeing her puppy-dog eyes, he waved her over.

“Yes, my lord!”

Lanyris perked up immediately, trotting after him like a cheerful maid. She didn’t even demand a contract—just stuck close to him like a loyal shadow.

The other two dragons looked at Orson, awaiting judgment.

“Why’re you looking at me? I’m in a rush. Pick your own master. But fair warning—try running, and you die.”

Orson raised an eyebrow with a wicked grin.

“I see unmatched valor in this man’s blade. Together, we could dominate the skies!”

“This lady mage is graceful and wise. Her mastery of water magic complements my elemental nature perfectly! I will serve her with unwavering loyalty!”

The two dragons practically fell over each other in their flattery, hovering around Kimchi Blade and Hana Snow with sycophantic glee.

Orson was dumbfounded by their shamelessness.

Compared to the stubborn, suicidal dragons of the US Infinite Dimensions, these ones were practically salesmen.

“Wait, taming dragons is this easy?”

Hana Snow was too stunned to speak. Still dazed, she ended up signing a master-servant pact with the level 95 dragon.

Kimchi Blade took a deep breath, visibly moved. He too formed a pact, pairing his SS-class class with a High-Level Dragon. His combat power spiked immediately.

“Wait a second—does this mean all the gold I paid is wasted?”

RagingTiger stared blankly at the others. His teammates winced and looked away.

He had been paying tribute for months—shelling out every last coin just to rent a dragon like it was royalty.

And now? These things were offering themselves like ride-share companions.

“Greetings, Supreme Archmage of Infinite Dimensions!”

Kimchi Blade dropped to one knee and spoke in accented US English.

Orson smirked. “Told you I remembered you speaking US English before.”

He waved off the kneel. “No need for that. I don’t intend to rule here. This land is yours.”

He cast a glance toward the others and said flatly, “You know what needs to be done.”

Then he opened a portal.

“I understand.”

Kimchi Blade nodded solemnly, and his team saluted the man with newfound respect as he vanished from view.

NUK Warzone Global Chat:

Kimchi Blade:

“NSK Enterprises’ puppet leader Kim Yong-jae is dead.”

“This pointless war—this national betrayal—was forced on us by the corporations. They’ll pay for every adventurer who died today!”

“To those who trust me: stop fighting the Godslayer Guild. Raise your weapons and take down the corporate elite. Let those greedy bastards burn!”

The warzone exploded with chaos.

“You traitors! This is treason!”

“Bullshit! A hundred thousand dead in just over an hour. That’s what happens when we let these corporate scumbags lead the charge!”

The channels erupted. Though many diehards still clung to their nationalistic fervor, most couldn’t deny what was happening—NUK’s adventurers were being crushed, their cities in ruins.

“War Saint Kimchi Blade is here!”

“That’s no War Saint—that’s a damn traitor!”

Over City P, Kimchi Blade’s group descended astride dragons. The forty thousand surviving adventurers looked up in shock and disbelief.

They couldn’t believe it—the legendary SS-class warrior had defected.

“Ceasefire,” Kimchi Blade said coldly. “The ones who should die are the elites, not us.”

“Anyone who dares oppose Orson’s will… step forward. I’ll personally handle it.”

Hana Snow stepped in, radiating a terrifying aura.

“…Damn, you changed sides way too fast,”

RagingTiger muttered under his breath, but even he had to admit—the man was worth following.

“Damn it… I bled for the NUK corps while they sat safe in the rear. I’m done.”

A knight threw his shield to the ground.

“Heh… everyone I cared about is dead. What good is gold now?”

The crowd stirred. Warriors began dropping their weapons one by one.

These weren’t pushovers. These were the elites who had survived Bradley’s firebombing.

But dying for a handful of lies and promises? Not worth it.

Now, they turned their blades toward the real enemy—the three major corporations that ran NUK. Time to wipe them out for good.

Meanwhile, in NUK’s City W…

“So they turned that fast?”

Raven and Dynasty Old Yin were stunned.

Just as the divine artillery was about to fire, they saw thousands of NUK adventurers turning on each other.

“Let them kill each other. Last ones standing win.”

Raven sneered, motioning Old Yin to cancel the barrage.

He checked the time and said,

“Alright folks—next stop, Maple Nation warzone. Let’s show them what real power looks like.”

The Celestial Fortress activated, burning through a million gold to initiate long-range teleport.

Everyone broke into excited laughter.

It was a glorious war campaign—and no one was going to miss it.

[Global Announcement]: UJ Warzone has ceased hostilities with US Warzone. A new alliance has been formed.

[Global Announcement]: NUK Warzone has ceased hostilities with US Warzone. A new alliance has been formed.

Adventurers around the world stared at their screens in disbelief.

Less than two hours into the global war…

And already, two of the US’s neighboring warzones had been defeated and absorbed into its alliance.

Unbelievable.