Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG-Chapter 698 - The City in Ashes (Full-Length)

Broken plummeted freely through the chaos, the wind roaring past him as he desperately reached out. With his right hand, he caught Alora’s, and with his left, he grabbed Ivana’s. The three of them tumbled wildly through the air, their bodies spinning uncontrollably.

Explosions erupted all around them, the heat from the shattered meteor scorching their skin. Smaller fragments, even though still big enough, rained down alongside them, fiery shards from the once-massive meteor tumbling in every direction.

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Chunks of the meteor struck the city below, each impact creating massive explosions that sent shockwaves tearing through buildings. Fire and debris rippled outward, toppling entire blocks. The battlefield beyond the city was no safer—each piece that struck the ground caused massive damage, crushing demons and unfortunate combatants alike.

The destruction was relentless. Every impact brought a thunderous roar, shaking the earth and the sky. Smoke and fire spread in every direction as the ground erupted under the force of each collision.

Amidst the chaos, Broken and the two women continued to fall, the ground rushing closer with every second.

If they hit the ground from this height, there was no way they’d survive—not even with their strength. Broken had to think of something, fast.

His grip on Alora and Ivana tightened as he scanned the chaos below, searching for any way to break their fall.

Broken could use Moonlight Pocket Dimension to take himself and Alora to safety, but… Ivana? There was no way Broken would let Ivana fall to her death alone. He had to save them both.

As they fell, Ivana struggled to move closer, her voice barely audible over the roaring wind. "Broken! Take Princess Alora and go! I can handle myself!"

"No!"

"No!"

Broken and Alora shouted simultaneously.

Alora turned her gaze to Ivana. "If we combine every skill we have, maybe we can absorb the damage together."

"No, Princess! That’s not an option," Ivana yelled. "You two go. It’s the only way!"

But Broken’s grip on Ivana’s hand tightened. "No, Ivana. I won’t leave you behind!"

"Broken, it’s better for me to take the fall than for all three of us to be lost!" Ivana insisted.

"I said no!" Broken snapped.

Ivana hesitated, then said, "Let the Princess enter your pocket dimension. You stay here!"

But that plan wouldn’t work either. Broken couldn’t send Alora into the Moonlight Pocket Dimension alone—she could only enter if he accompanied her. There was no way around it, and time was running out.

"No one is being left behind!" Broken shouted.

He had to find another way.

Broken had no one to call for help. His allies were either caught in similar chaos or overwhelmed by the destruction below. There was no salvation in sight.

Until…

It appeared.

A massive figure shot toward them at incredible speed, striking them hard enough to send their bodies spinning uncontrollably. A powerful gust followed—accompanied by the unmistakable shadow of a massive skeletal dragon.

The dragon’s enormous jaws snapped shut around the three of them, but instead of crushing them, a green aura enveloped their bodies. They floated within its maw, suspended and protected by the strange, shimmering energy.

Galactron!

The skeletal dragon wasn’t harming them—it had come to save them.

Inside the glowing green space, their movements stabilized, and the relentless pull of gravity eased. But outside, chaos still raged. The skeletal dragon flapped its colossal wings with force, maneuvering through the storm of flaming boulders raining from the shattered meteor. Its size made dodging the fiery projectiles a monumental task.

A massive boulder struck the dragon’s right wing, sending a shuddering impact through its entire body. Inside, the group was violently jolted, while Galactron, standing atop the dragon’s head, dropped to one knee to brace himself against the force.

The dragon fought to regain control, its massive frame spinning erratically through the air. Flames and smoke filled the space around them, obscuring their vision as the skeletal beast twisted and turned in an effort to avoid further collisions.

Another fiery boulder slammed into the dragon, this time from the side, forcing it into a brutal roll mid-flight. They were thrown around again inside the glowing green energy, but the dragon continued to fight against the chaos.

With a powerful flap of its damaged wings and a sharp maneuver, the dragon finally steadied itself, regaining its position. It pushed forward, soaring away from the deadly rain of meteor fragments, escaping the worst of the destruction.

For now, they were safe—but only barely.

The skeletal dragon hurtled toward the ground, its descent wild and brutal. The chaos of the night—filled with explosions and fire—made it nearly impossible to see clearly.

Broken could feel the unstable movements and realized something alarming: the dragon wasn’t entirely flying. It was half-falling.

Moments later, the massive creature slammed into the ground with a thunderous crash. The impact sent a shockwave rippling through the earth, and the dragon’s enormous body tumbled, shaking violently as it slid across the battlefield.

Inside its mouth, Broken, Alora, and Ivana were thrown around uncontrollably. The force was too much, and they were finally flung free, landing hard on the ground in a tangled heap.

In the distance, the skeletal dragon lay motionless, its enormous form sprawled across the battlefield. Then, Galactron appeared, leaping from the dragon’s head. Without hesitation, he raised his hand, and the skeletal dragon dissolved into nothingness as he unsummoned it.

A new magic circle appeared beneath Galactron, and a skeletal horse emerged from its glowing center. Without a word, Galactron mounted the horse and galloped away.

Broken quickly scrambled to his feet, searching for Alora and Ivana. Spotting them nearby, he sprinted over to them, his heart pounding in his chest. Both women stirred, showing signs of life. Relief washed over him. They were safe.

Falling to his knees between them, Broken reached out, pulling both Alora and Ivana into a tight embrace. He clung to them desperately, his emotions bursting forth.

This was a moment he hadn’t known if they would survive. So many factors had been beyond his control—unexpected allies like Frostedge and even Galactron had appeared, saving them in ways he couldn’t have foreseen.

"We’re safe," he said softly.

"Yes, we are," Alora replied.

Broken loosened his hold and sat back, taking a deep breath. His gaze turned toward the distant capital, still visible through the haze of fire and smoke.

The battle wasn’t over yet.

The three of them stood together, their eyes fixed on the city and battlefield ahead. The remnants of the meteor still rained down, streaking fire across the sky. The once-beautiful city, with its glowing lights illuminating the night, now burned under the assault, flames consuming what had been a symbol of life and hope.

Alora stood silently, the reflection of the fire dancing in her eyes.

Broken stepped closer, standing at her right side, his gaze fixed on the same scene.

"We can rebuild this city," he said softly.

Alora nodded slowly.

Ivana moved to Broken’s right, joining them in their quiet observation. "There are still demons in the city, Broken," she said.

"Yes," he replied. "The fight isn’t over yet."

They all knew the unspoken truth—Demian was still out there, and he hadn’t been defeated yet.

Without hesitation, Broken summoned Beebot, its familiar mechanical form scuttling up to them. The three climbed aboard the crawling carriage, standing atop it as it sped forward, weaving through the wreckage and flames toward the city.

But then…

Something new caught their attention.

Above the city and battlefield, fiery patterns began to spread rapidly across the sky, weaving like veins of molten lava through the darkness. The patterns connected, forming an enormous magic circle that glowed with an intense, burning light, casting a fiery hue over everything below. It loomed, covering the entire city and battlefield like a foreboding canopy.

Broken and the others looked up, their faces lit by the fiery glow.

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"What now?" Broken muttered, a sense of dread creeping into his voice.

Everyone on the ground turned their eyes to the sky. The brief hope they had felt after the meteor’s destruction was quickly snatched away, replaced by a collective sense of despair.

The netizens watching the battle unfold on live feeds were quick to react.

[Carl_Chalmers]: "This is giving FINAL final boss vibes, and I’m not emotionally ready."

[Stephen_Vegors]: "Didn’t we just beat the meteor? GIVE US FIVE MINUTES, PLEASE!"

[Dawrod1997]: "Plot twist: it’s not an enemy, it’s just fireworks for our ’victory.’ Right? Please?"

[Ravi_Shankar_7503]: "Oh great, now the SKY’s casting magic. Who do we fight next, King Bael?"

[Dylan_Heller]: "At this point, I’m convinced the devs hate us. Seriously, did they think this through?"

[Epsilon13]: "This is why I stopped doing endgame content. TOO MUCH SACRIFICE."

[Kenneth_Burton]: "Okay, serious question: where is the OFF BUTTON for this magic circle?!"

[McKenneth_Pearison]: "Someone, send Broken some health potions and maybe a nap. The guy’s carrying the entire server right now."

[Sean_Weil]: "Demian: ’I’ll be back in my final form.’ Everyone else: ’Can you not?’"

[Corodix]: "Is this still the same battle? Or is this Season 2 of the fight? Because I’m emotionally drained."

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(Author’s Note:)

Broken: defeats meteor, saves city, barely survives. The universe: "Cool story. Let’s give him another problem to solve." Seriously, who’s writing this?! Oh wait…

But hey, we did get Galactron casually riding a skeletal dragon like it’s no big deal. (Shoutout to him for saving Broken and his ahem "wives"?)

Now, about that glowing magic circle… What is it? Final boss summoning portal? Alien invasion? A magical stress test for everyone involved? Share your theories below.

And if you’re vibing with Broken’s nonstop chaos (and this chapter), don’t forget to drop a Power Stone or Golden Ticket—it’s like a tiny health potion for my soul.