A shoulder-mounted RPG soared through the air, covering a distance of 300 meters before striking the boss with pinpoint accuracy.
"Alright, that's impressive."
Orson stared, dumbfounded. Riding in on a motorcycle with a missile launcher, the man chosen by Wagah (Goblin God) himself made a dramatic limited-time comeback!
Nightshade: "Without me here to back you up, you'd be having a hard time, wouldn't you?"
Orson: "Absolutely, absolutely."
Beads of sweat formed on Orson's forehead. This guy really has a knack for surprises.
Nightshade's mana launcher wasn't particularly strong—it only had 1300 attack, weaker than Orson's anti-air cannon. But it carried a unique debuff-removal effect, similar to a priest's Dispel Magic, making it the perfect tool for handling tanky knight-type bosses.
Nightshade: "What happened to your mount? It's huge now! And… is that a DRAGON?!"
Nightshade's voice grew incredulous as he continued, "Are you seriously dragon-slaying at level twenty-something? What's with this game?! Dragons are that common now? By the way, can I tame that one? It looks rideable."
Orson chuckled, giving him a thumbs-up. "If this game were mine, I'd hire you as the GM. Your ideas put mine to shame."
Nightshade, tossing his hair dramatically, grinned. "Oh, stop it. You're making me blush."
With Inevan II's frost armor removed, Orson directed the Crimson Lizard King to resume its onslaught.
"Split the two bosses up," Orson muttered. The plan was clear: without his dragon mount, Inevan's strength was no greater than that of a regular lord-tier boss. Defeating them one at a time was the best strategy.
Before long, Inevan's HP dropped below a million. Forced to rely on his frost armor again, he ordered the Frost Dragon to target Nightshade.
The tactic was simple: eliminate the player with the debuff-removal skill. As long as Nightshade was dealt with, Inevan could go on the defensive while letting the Frost Dragon destroy everything else.
Nightshade: "Why is it chasing me?! I'm just a guy on a motorcycle enjoying the scenery!"
The Frost Dragon unleashed a bone-chilling breath, turning every monster Nightshade had gathered into ice sculptures before they shattered behind him.
Hearing the horrifying roar, Nightshade realized he had no chance of escape. Resigned to his fate, he turned back, determined to go out in a blaze of glory and deal as much damage to the boss as he could.
Orson: "Don't turn around! Just keep driving forward at full speed. I'll help you take off."
Nightshade: "What?! Are you serious?!"
Doubt gripped Nightshade, but with no better options, he floored the accelerator. His magical motorcycle roared to life, its engines blazing with mana as it surged forward.
Nightshade: "AHHHHHH!"
Ahead loomed the sheer cliff where the Crimson Lizard King had been killed earlier. Nightshade's screams reached a crescendo. "I TRUSTED YOU!"
Orson's lips curled into a smirk. "Magic Eye."
A meteor-like orb materialized in front of Nightshade, and he plunged into it, vanishing into a shimmering void.
Nightshade: "WHAT THE HELL?! Am I… in space?!"
He found himself speeding through a surreal starfield, his motorcycle weaving along ethereal pathways. Nebulas swirled around him, galaxies stretched endlessly, and the breathtaking scenery left him momentarily speechless.
A second later, he was catapulted into the air, landing atop the Crimson Lizard King's back.
And then… he plummeted into the abyss once more.
Nightshade: "AHHHHHH! YOU DIRTY OLD MAN!"
Scrambling frantically, Nightshade fell through yet another Magic Eye, re-entering the celestial spaceway.
Orson: "So it works. Both skills and living creatures can traverse the mirrored space of the Magic Eye."
A devious glint appeared in Orson's eyes. The Divine Emperor Earrings had just unlocked a world of possibilities. Using two Magic Eyes, he could create incredible offensive strategies.
He dubbed it "Dimensional Strike."
Orson: "Relax. Just aim and shoot."
Nightshade: "RELAX?! HOW CAN I RELAX?!"
After multiple traversals, Nightshade's nerves were shot. However, Orson's precise manipulation of the Magic Eyes kept adjusting their angles, forcing the Frost Dragon to twist and turn like a pretzel in an attempt to locate its elusive prey.
No matter how devastating its breath attacks were, they couldn't reach through dimensions.
As Nightshade gave up resisting his fate, he decided to follow Orson's advice. Floating through the void, he locked onto the shielded boss and fired his RPG.
Each time Inevan tried to activate another defensive skill, Nightshade's RPG nullified it:
Frost Armor – Removed! Knight's Hymn – Removed! Frost Dragon's Blessing – Removed!
Nightshade: "I'M BACK!" he declared with flair, striking a heroic pose mid-air.
By now, Inevan's patience had worn thin. The proud Abyssal-level boss couldn't believe he was being toyed with by a level 15 player.
Orson: "This skill… is incredible. His speed skyrockets fivefold when he exits the mirror space. He's practically green lightning on that bike. If this keeps up, he'll be riding circles around them."
The Divine Emperor Earrings' skill timer was running out. Orson finally returned Nightshade to solid ground… where he was promptly surrounded and beaten senseless by a horde of mobs.
Orson: "Sorry about that! I'll send you compensation later. Got my hands full here."
Turning his attention back to the main fight, Orson summoned The Flame Dragon, delivering a devastating blow to the weakened boss.
The Frost Dragon, showing an unusual spark of intelligence, activated its Super Armor and lunged for Orson atop the Crimson Lizard King.
Locked in the Frost Dragon's jaws, the Crimson Lizard King bled profusely. But its fiery gaze glinted with madness as it suddenly lunged forward, sinking its fangs into the Frost Dragon's eye.
With a sickening sound, the Frost Dragon's eye burst, spilling blood everywhere.
The Frost Dragon, enraged beyond reason, abandoned its frost breath and resolved to crush its challenger through sheer brute force.
But the Crimson Lizard King was prepared. Golden light enveloped its body as it activated Super Armor Recovery, healing a massive chunk of HP and breaking free from the Frost Dragon's jaws.
Choosing the smarter path, it retreated, leaving its master to finish the fight.
"Global Announcement: Player Orgod and their team have braved the dragon's den and slain the Dragon Knight Inevan!"
The message reverberated across the server like thunder, leaving players worldwide utterly stunned.