CHAPTER 116: STRONGEST SOLO PLAYER

Xavier’s combo built up. Spirit Host skill activated and now spectral blades danced around him like satellites. His shadow moved on its own, slashing everything it touched. He flew, vanished, reappeared above the boss’s eye, and stabbed downward.

[Critical Hit – 1,750,000 Damage]

The ground exploded under his landing. The shockwave interrupted three other squads.

"FUCK! WHO’S DOING THAT?!"

"It’s the solo guy again—"

Lucas had enough.

He activated guild-wide orders.

[All parties: focus boss, but keep that solo freak away from the core.]

They surrounded him. Tried to box him out.

Didn’t work.

Xavier warped out of the trap, stabbed a mini-boss mid-spawn, and unleashed another combo chain that accidentally erased two of Crimson Vow’s forward tanks.

He didn’t even apologize.

He smirked.

Lucas was boiling. "That bastard—he’s mocking us."

Ethan growled, "He’s gonna steal the final hit if we’re not careful."

They weren’t wrong.

The boss’s HP was now under 15 million.

And Xavier had been holding back.

Then it happened.

The screen flashed. A prompt lit up:

[Multi-Fusion Ready – Trigger All Passive and Active Gear Skills?]

Xavier pressed yes.

And the world broke.

His body lit up in ten colors. Buffs stacked like a tower—movement speed, attack, magic boost, shield regen, evasion, burn damage, AoE radius, flight enhancement, rift blink, lifesteal, shadow boost.

All together.

[Fusion Chain Initiated: Astral Breaker + Echoblade + Crown + Emblem]

[Rift Core Overload – Duration: 25 seconds]

He went berserk.

He became the storm.

Slashes turned into flashes. Spells turned into shockwaves. He called lightning and shadow, light and flame. Spirits roared with him. Every move he made summoned another skill effect. Players stopped. Boss flinched. Guilds froze.

[Boss HP: 13,000,000 → 11,500,000 → 9,000,000]

He flew above the battlefield—blades whirling, mana burning, eyes locked dead on the final target.

[Final Fusion Skill: Eclipse Pulse – Night Surge Variant Triggered]

He came down like a goddamn meteor.

[FINAL HIT REGISTERED]

[AK’TURATH DEFEATED]

[RAID CLEARED – TIME: 23:37]

[TOP CONTRIBUTORS – FINAL STAGE]

#1 – Xavier (Solo) – 33.2% Boss Damage

#2 – Requiem – 21.6%

#3 – Ezra – 17.8%

#5 – Lucas

#6 – Ethan

A glowing relic floated down from the sky like a crown.

[Reward: World Shard Relic – MYTHIC TIER – Claimed by Xavier]

Silence.

Then whispers.

Then chaos.

Players rushed the chat feed.

"WHO TF IS XAVIER?"

"SOMEONE TRACE HIS ID"

"BRO STOLE MVP FROM LUCAS AND ETHAN—"

"I NEED HIS BUILD"

"HE’S SOLO. HE’S ACTUALLY SOLO."

Lucas didn’t speak.

Ethan was trembling.

And Xavier?

He just cracked his neck, looked at the new relic floating in his inventory, and muttered like it was casual.

"...One down."

The battlefield was quiet, but only for a second.

And then the floodgates opened.

Chat exploded. System alerts fired. Global messages pinged like fireworks.

[SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: Xavier has defeated World Boss Ak’turath – MVP Achieved]

[SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT: Xavier has claimed the World Shard Relic – Mythic Tier Obtained]

[EARTH SERVER RECORD: Fastest Solo Boss Kill Contribution in Raid Event History]

[PLAYER "Xavier" HAS BEEN ADDED TO THE HALL OF HEROES]

[Global Chat Unlocked for Xavier]

[World Chat]

━━━━━━━━

[Sundrake]: WHO TF IS THIS XAVIER??

[LilMuffin]: That guy soloed stage three. Solo. WTF.

[CrimsonSoul]: He just made Lucas look like a sidekick LMFAOO

[Ezra]: I fought with him. He’s not human.

[Admin]: We are verifying Xavier’s account due to extreme stat anomalies.

[DogFather]: NEW GOAT UNLOCKED

[HornyElf69]: Daddy pls carry me next event

Lucas’s jaw was clenched like stone. Ethan was just... frozen.

In front of them stood Xavier.

He wasn’t hiding anymore.

His helmet vanished in a shimmer of blue code. Mythic armor gleamed across his body, glowing like it had its own heartbeat. Wind played with his jet-black hair, his eyes sharp and dripping confidence like he owned the damn server.

He let the silence cook.

Then he smiled.

"Sup," he said casually, like they were still in that dumb school hallway, not in the middle of twenty thousand players and floating in the top spot on the world raid charts.

Lucas took a step back. Ethan’s lips parted, but no sound came out.

"Y-You..." Ethan finally stuttered.

Xavier’s voice cut him off. "What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

Lucas growled. "How—how do you

have that gear? That power?! You were just—just a Village rat! A nobody! You didn’t even know the meaning of VR!"

"Yeah, weird how that works." Xavier tilted his head. "One minute I’m farming potatoes in some backwater village. Next minute I’m solo-killing raid bosses. Guess the universe wanted to spice things up."

"You cheated," Ethan snapped. "There’s no way someone like you could’ve—"

"Could’ve what?" Xavier took a step closer. The air felt heavier. "Could’ve beat you? Outsmarted you? Outplayed you? Outspent you?"

The crowd around them was growing thicker. Hundreds of players watching, whispering, snapping pics, live streaming.

"Look at you two," Xavier said, voice calm, deadly. "Still clinging to your little scoreboard. Still acting like the world owes you the top spot just ’cause you want it. That’s not how this works."

Lucas snapped, "We’ve been grinding this for years. You don’t deserve—"

"Deserve?" Xavier laughed. "You mean like how I ’deserved’ to be bullied at the academy for being poor? How I ’deserved’ to get ignored and mocked while you two walked around like gods? Nah. You don’t get to talk about ’deserve.’ Not after today."

he crowd was dead quiet now.

And then—

[Player Name Reveal: Xavier]

[Confirmed – Xavier of Earth Server, Rank #1 – Riftlord Class – Solo Player]

[HALL OF HEROES ENTRY COMPLETE]

Thousands of eyes locked on him. His name glowed golden in the air above his head now.

[XAVIER – RANK 1 – MVP]

Ethan actually stumbled back.

"You—You’re Xavier...?" he muttered like it was a curse.

"Oh," Xavier smirked. "You didn’t recognize me? Guess money really does change everything."

Lucas was boiling. Red in the face, fists clenched. "This isn’t over."

Xavier just rolled his neck. "No shit. This is just the beginning."

And then the crowd erupted.

Players stormed in from all sides.

"XAVIER, CAN I ADD YOU?"

"JOIN OUR GUILD, PLEASE!"

"DUDE THAT FINISHER WAS INSANE!!"

"SIGN MY CHEST!"

"CARRY ME IN THE NEXT EVENT—JUST ONE TIME!"

"WHAT CLASS IS RIFTLORD EVEN??"

"DID YOU REALLY SPEND MILLIONS??"

Xavier smiled like he was enjoying it. But behind that smile—chaos. Glory. And revenge served piping hot.

He had written his name into the world now.

Not as a footnote.

As a legend.