In the previous timeline, Dragon's Kiss Guild had a terrible reputation. Countless players who suffered under their dominance bore a deep grudge against them.
This was primarily because the guild's overwhelming strength and ruthless tactics crushed small guilds and independent players alike, leaving no room for competition.
However, the present situation was different. Dragon's Kiss Guild hadn't even begun flexing their full might in Infinite Dimensions, yet their public image had already taken a nosedive.
It was a scenario that neither Usher nor the guild's leadership had foreseen.
Cracks in the Dragon's Armor
"Stop insulting me, okay? I'll quit the guild—is that enough?"
The regional broadcast blared a message from a well-known warrior named Wild Gale, causing a stir among the player base.
Wild Gale wasn't just any player—he was a skilled strategist and frequent forum poster with considerable influence in the community.
For such a prominent figure to publicly quit Dragon's Kiss Guild sent a clear signal: the guild was far from united.
Other high-level players in the guild weren't blind either. While following Usher promised rewards, not everyone had the patience to endure the constant verbal abuse from other players.
One after another, affluent players began leaving the guild, forcing Dragon's Kiss Guild's leadership to hold an emergency meeting offline.
Usher's Calculated Calm
"Fair-weather players? Let them go. What I need are genuine elites," Usher declared, his tone calm despite the situation.
His newfound confidence stemmed from acquiring a legendary weapon. To him, the exodus of unreliable members was a blessing in disguise.
"What do we do now? Recruitment has become a nightmare," Ivy, one of the guild officers, asked with a frown. The viral forum thread had made her job exponentially harder.
"My suggestion is simple: do nothing. No responses, no actions," Usher replied.
"But why? All we did was aggressively compete for mobs—it's not like we committed atrocities," Ivy argued.
"Exactly. Let them stir up trouble for a while. When the guild war begins, those clowns will reveal their true colors," said Skyslasher, another officer.
Usher nodded with a faint smile. He firmly believed in humanity's inherent admiration for strength.
As long as Dragon's Kiss Guild maintained their dominance, the loyalty and admiration they lost would eventually return.
The upcoming Guild Stronghold War would be the perfect stage to prove their might.
A Target on Orson's Back
"Did you find his address?" Usher suddenly asked, shifting the topic.
"Yes! You won't believe it—our so-called Triple Crown Champion lives in the poorest slum!" the investigator sneered.
Hearing this, Usher's smile turned cold. "Pay him a visit. Let's have a proper 'conversation.'"
"Understood. We'll stop by tomorrow at the latest."
Orson's Grinding Frenzy
Unaware of the storm brewing, Orson remained fully engrossed in his grinding marathon.
After eight hours of relentless farming, he climbed from outside the top 30 on the level leaderboard to the top three.
"What the hell? I slept for one night, and Orgod jumped to Level 21? Four levels in one go?"
Players tracking the leaderboard noticed something unusual. Every few minutes, Orgod's experience bar visibly surged upward.
Orson pressed on, grinding through the night and into the next day.
After ten more hours, he had completed eighteen waves of monsters, killing over 20,000 in total.
[Heavenly Spirit's Right Eye]: Super God-grade
- Passive 1: For every 10 monsters killed, increase attack range by 1 meter. (Intermediate cap: 4247/5000 meters)
- Passive 2: For every 1 monster killed, increase MP by 1. (Intermediate cap: 42470/50000 MP)
Thanks to his soul seal's extraordinary effects, Orson's passive damage from Blazing Burn now exceeded 4,000 per second.
Even against high-level elite monsters, his passive alone was enough to destroy them.
The loot from his grinding spree was just as impressive:
"You have obtained 63.3 gold coins."
"You have obtained 82 green items."
Among the spoils, Orson had nearly completed the Fox Clan Mage Set, lacking only two earrings to finish it.
Magic Attack: 390 (using a beginner's staff)
Defense: 170 / 20% damage reduction
Attack Range: 4,249 meters
Unused Free Attribute Points: 140
Unused Skill Points: 190
Dressed in his newly acquired Fox Clan Set, Orson admired his stats. Even without a weapon buff, his attributes were absurdly overpowered.
"What would happen if I launched a random attack into the sky?" he mused, pondering the absurd range of 4.3 kilometers.
For now, he left his free points unallocated, planning to save them for his Class Awakening Quest when the time came.
While chatting with Bradley, Orson casually listed a full Wanderer Set, a six-piece legendary archer set, on the auction house.
The archer's set prioritized cooldown reduction and critical damage, with a set effect allowing two skills to reset their cooldowns. Though not revolutionary, it was still a coveted piece of gear.
Within seconds, the auction caused an uproar.
"A legendary archer set for 1 gold? Am I dreaming?"
"Holy crap, it's Orgod's gear! He's a beast!"
Even high-profile guilds took notice.
"Boss, check the auction house!" Slaughter Guild's core member Spree alerted their leader, Demon Emperor.
When Demon Emperor saw the set, he nearly drooled.
"Buy it. No matter the cost, get me that Wanderer Set!" he ordered.
As the bidding war intensified, the price skyrocketed to 3,000 gold within minutes.
"Contact Orgod. Tell him our guild will buy all Level 20+ gear he sells in the future!"
Ignoring the flood of private messages, Orson smiled knowingly.
He had six hours left to farm and was confident he could collect enough drops to sell multiple complete legendary sets.
He understood the strategic value of these high-tier items, especially with the Guild Stronghold War approaching. Equipping top players with legendary gear could tip the scales of the battle.
For this reason, Orson had already chosen his buyers.