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Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG-Chapter 708 - Divine Heartbreaker
"Max," Tora began, "we know that Galactron is not only the Gluttony Champion but also a Unique-grade class holder. The extent of his power is something we truly don’t know, because his class is entirely unique—he’s the only one who possesses it."
"What about the other necromancers, Tora? I mean, there must be plenty of necromancers in this game."
"The gap between Galactron and other necromancers is like the difference between earth and sky, Max, and I’m not exaggerating," Tora explained. "Most necromancers we’ve encountered can only operate with a limited number of summons, and even that demands exceptional control and precise strategy. But here, Galactron is unleashing dozens of summons as if there’s no limit at all."
"Is that the specialty of his Unique-grade class? Like, allowing him to summon a huge number of summons?"
"Perhaps," Tora said, nodding. "But even so, Max, the more summons a necromancer controls, the faster it drains their stamina. For example, as you’ve seen, Jovina can summon three spirit beasts simultaneously, with a maximum of four at most. Marlene usually summons two beasts at a time, with three being the most we’ve ever seen her control at once."
"Could it be that Galactron can summon so many skeleton warriors because they’re not as powerful as spirit beasts?"
"I doubt it, Max. That flying skeleton dragon isn’t something you can underestimate," Tora pointed out.
"Agreed," Max said. "Then is this because of his Gluttony Blessing?"
"The only explanation, Max, is that his blessing likely allows him to sustain his resources over a much longer period despite their apparent limitations," Tora replied.
"That’s absolutely terrifying," Max said, her tone hushed. "If someone can fight on this massive scale all by themselves and still sustain their resources, it changes everything."
"Yes, Max," Tora agreed. "In certain situations, Galactron could easily bring an entire skeleton army to the battlefield and still deal immense damage."
Max turned to face the camera, a sly smile on her face. "I guess that’s why Galactron has so many admirers, isn’t it?"
Their attention shifted back to the battlefield, focusing on Frostedge and how he contributed to the fight.
"Tora, tell me," Max began, "how are they managing to hold their ground without a single support role among them?"
"This time, I have to give credit to all of them, Max," Tora replied. "We know Galactron is renowned for his unbeaten streak in this game. Meanwhile, Frostedge has endured countless battles on his own, thanks to his extensive experience traveling across Yunatea. These are players with exceptionally high survivability—they’re not easy to take down."
"So, do you think they can hold their ground because they’re already used to fighting without support?"
"I’d say so, Max," Tora nodded enthusiastically.
"But, Tora…" Max hesitated for a moment, then turned toward the camera briefly. "No hate for me, okay?" She glanced back at Tora. "Isn’t it possible that they’ve survived so long in the game simply because they have excellent escape mechanisms? I mean, wouldn’t all our efforts against the Named Demons be pointless if, in the end, our side ends up retreating anyway?"
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"Well, I can’t definitively answer that, Max," Tora admitted with a small smile. "But I’m confident that these fighters are not ones to be underestimated. And I hope we’ll see the conclusion of this battle soon."
"And, Tora," Max pressed, "What about Frostedge’s status as a Divine Champion? What kind of blessing do you think he has, and how does that influence his fighting style?"
Tora nodded thoughtfully. "Max, Frostedge is widely known across the player base because he’s traveled to and fought in nearly every continent. What really stands out about him is his unusually large arsenal of skills—almost abnormal for a Magic Sword Fighter, who typically wouldn’t rely so heavily on spells."
"Do you mean he has more skills than even some mages?" Max asked, intrigued.
"Yes," Tora confirmed. "If we review multiple recordings of Frostedge’s battles, it’s evident that he wields an extraordinary range of magic-based skills. No one has been able to pinpoint exactly how many he possesses because he consistently uses different skill variations in every encounter."
Max shook her head in amazement. "Just hearing that makes me wonder—could Frostedge’s blessing somehow allow him to acquire skills more easily?"
"There’s no evidence to suggest it’s quite that extreme, Max," Tora replied. "But what’s certain is that analysts who’ve studied his fighting style estimate he has access to over 300 unique skills."
"That’s an incredible number, Tora," Max remarked.
All eyes returned to the battlefield.
Broken, now bolstered by SexyGrill’s Divine Champion blessing, had received a significant level boost and massive stat increases. This newfound power also allowed him to maneuver in the air, matching Focalor’s flight whenever the demon took to the skies.
Activating Gaia, Broken gained enough defensive capability to repeatedly withstand Focalor’s devastating attacks. Though the damage he endured was immense, the combination of his heightened stats and defensive skills gave him the confidence to act as the team’s shield.
For this fight, Broken wielded the Gravestone Greatsword, a weapon that complemented his strategy perfectly. His focus was on chasing Focalor relentlessly, disrupting his movements with quick strikes and parrying every counterattack.
Whenever Focalor retaliated, Broken absorbed the blow with his weapon, though the sheer raw power difference was evident. Even successful parries sent Broken hurtling back to the ground, where he would quickly recover and launch himself back into the fray.
This strategy kept Focalor occupied, preventing him from targeting Galactron or Zeno. For now, Broken’s relentless interference was enough to fulfill his role as the team’s tank, creating opportunities for his allies to deal significant damage to the Named Demon.
"You’re nothing but trash!" Focalor snarled. "Do you think your pathetic tricks can affect me?! No!"
The demon surged toward Broken with ferocious speed. But Broken, gripping his greatsword tightly, shifted into a parry position. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
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[Elemental Rune Cataclysm (Conditional Active Skill) activated]
Tora and Max shielded their eyes with their arms as a series of explosions and blinding flashes erupted around Focalor. The relentless bursts of light made it nearly impossible to see the target clearly.
"Tora," Max began, lowering her arm, "I know you’re a member of the Vensalor Guild, but I can’t help asking this question. I know a lot of people are curious about it."
She paused before continuing, "Is it true, as many suspect, that Broken is also a Divine Champion? Or could he possibly have a Unique-grade class as well?"
Tora grinned, and answered the question. "Well, Max, that’s a question I can’t give a simple yes or no answer to. Even we, in the Vensalor Guild, don’t fully understand the extent of Broken’s power. But maybe it’s better to hear an analysis from someone outside the guild—like you, Max. What’s your take on Broken? Why do you think people have these suspicions about his class and blessing?"
Max turned toward the camera, addressing the viewers. "So, what do you think, chat? Can you help me figure this out? Is it possible that Broken is also a Divine Champion? Or maybe he has a Unique-grade class? And if so, what do you think it might be?"
[Walt_Hunter]: "Guys, his Unique-grade class is ’Gravestone Keeper’… because he carries all his teammates’ gravestones from wiping earlier."
[sungmee]: "I don’t care what his class is, that parry earlier was so clean I felt it in my soul. Can I buy that in the cash shop?"
[Lord_Agawain]: "Guys, it’s obvious. His Unique-grade class is ’Procrastinator Supreme.’ He waits until the last second to do something insane."
[Mist_Gate_8747]: "He’s not a Divine Champion. He’s a Divine Heartbreaker. Someone stop him before he starts a guild of fangirls."
[ActualFocalor]: "I AM RIGHT HERE. Stop analyzing this kid and watch ME fight!"