Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG-Chapter 709 - Breaking the Demon Ranks

[Spellweaver Chrono Booster]

The Legendary-grade device, which when activated, allows the user to instantly cast any spells without casting time for 10 seconds.

The device hovered beside Elincia as she prepared to bring this battle to its decisive conclusion!

King Balam had been battered relentlessly by Fokil, Ivana, and the reinforcements assisting in the fight. And her time had come.

The device activated. Elincia gritted her teeth, raising both hands to the sky.

"Please, just die already!" she shouted.

In an instant, it was as if the night had turned into day. The entire battlefield turned their eyes skyward as countless bolts of lightning rained down in rapid succession.

No, not just countless—an unending cascade!

The strikes hit the ground with terrifying speed, each one crashing into King Balam over and over, creating a chain of deafening explosions:

CRACK-THOOM! CRACK-THOOM! KRRAA-KOOM!

The earth shook violently with every impact. Nearby fighters hastily disabled their hearing and could only watch in awe and terror, trembling as the relentless assault continued.

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The 10 seconds felt like an eternity as the lightning storm showed no signs of stopping. But finally, as the chaos subsided and the sky cleared, the battlefield fell silent.

King Balam, the massive bull-headed demon, now knelt on the ground, his once-mighty body charred and broken.

Ivana suddenly appeared beside the demon’s head. With a final, devastating blow, she slammed it into his skull, shattering it with a thunderous crack.

She descended to the ground beside her shield as King Balam’s massive form began to disintegrate into ash. At last, the first Named Demon was no more.

All eyes on the battlefield widened in disbelief. It had finally happened—the first Named Demon had been defeated!

King Balam’s fall was a monumental victory, a turning point in the war. Cheers of triumph erupted across the battlefield as the forces, reinvigorated by their success, scattered and surged toward the remaining Named Demons.

Victory chants echoed through the air as the warriors regained their morale. "We can win this!"

Elincia, still riding the high of her success, quickly moved toward Duke Alloces, while Ivana and Fokil rushed toward Countess Murmur.

By the time Elincia joined the battle against Duke Alloces, it was clear that the demon was already in dire straits. Goldrich had inflicted massive damage, leaving the demon vulnerable.

When Elincia joined forces with additional mages, they unleashed a relentless torrent of magical attack upon the Duke.

Duke Alloces staggered, unable to maneuver or counterattack as Optimus and Skywarden hammered him with relentless strikes, forcing him into submission.

"Keep up the pressure! Focus! Hit him with everything we’ve got!" came the rallying cries as the assault intensified.

Goldrich and Elincia closed in, their magic becoming fiercer and more devastating with each strike.

The once-mighty Duke Alloces, his dual swords gleaming in the dim light, now stood frozen, unable to withstand the unyielding barrage.

And then, it was over. The battlefield erupted in a blinding flash as Alloces’s form collapsed to the ground. His body shimmered briefly before crumbling to ash, carried away by the wind.

Another Named Demon had fallen!

"We’ve done it! We’ve defeated the named demon!"

This wasn’t just another battle—it was a surge of hope, a sign that the tide of war was shifting in their favor. Two down, and the remaining demons were now within reach of the same fate.

On the other side of the battlefield, Countess Murmur was also under relentless assault. Fokil’s flying hammer and Ivana’s shield strikes continued to pound her in midair, each blow disrupting her movements and leaving her increasingly vulnerable.

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Booba maintained his hit-and-run tactics, striking swiftly from the back of his wyvern before retreating, while Paul and Marlene worked together to keep the Countess completely restrained.

Their coordination ensured that the demoness had little opportunity to retaliate or escape.

The fight on this front was quickly becoming more controlled, the chaos giving way to precision as the team tightened their grip.

A well-aimed hammer strike from Fokil sent Countess Murmur spiraling out of the sky, her wings too damaged to sustain her flight. Booba delivered a crushing blow that sent her plummeting to the ground.

As soon as she hit the earth, the demoness was overwhelmed. A barrage of attacks from every direction rained down on her, leaving her no room to defend herself. Blow after blow landed with brutal precision, breaking her defenses entirely.

The fight ended swiftly.

Another victory!

Cheers erupted once more, echoing across the battlefield as the forces celebrated the defeat of yet another Named Demon.

"Tora!" Max exclaimed, her face lighting up with excitement as she watched from a distance. The victories against the three Named Demons had reinvigorated her enthusiasm. "Tora, this is incredible progress—three Named Demons have been defeated!"

"Yes, Max," Tora replied, nodding with a faint smile. "Now, we’re just waiting for SpeedGang’s domain to dissipate and see the outcome of their fight."

All eyes turned to the same point on the battlefield as SpeedGang’s domain began to fade, bursting like a soap bubble.

There they stood—SpeedGang, Charmelyn, and Kingsley—victorious against Marquis Orias! Their triumph was unmistakable, and cheers erupted from the surrounding forces.

This moment was nothing short of extraordinary!

The battlefield shifted decisively in their favor as the morale surged. With four Named Demons down, everyone rallied, scattering across the field to clean up the remaining demons.

Meanwhile, the top players quickly gathered their resources, regrouped, and sprinted toward the same destination—the heart of the main battle.

There, the ultimate villain, Duke Focalor, was under siege. Hundreds of skeleton warriors swarmed him, while massive chunks of ice and razor-sharp arrows hurtled through the air, pelting the demon with unrelenting precision.

Broken moved with incredible speed, landing blow after blow on Focalor, trying to force him into a corner.

The time had come to combine their strength, to unleash their most devastating attacks.

They needed to end this battle swiftly and decisively—this was their moment to bring the war to its climactic conclusion!