A different world game? A different world game!

Inside the blacksmith's shop.

Leilia looked at the weapon in her hand.

A dazzling light flashed in her eyes as she eagerly looked at the attribute information that appeared on the axe handle, information she could clearly see.

【Sun Warrior】

[Category: Battle Axe - Two-Handed Axe - Legendary]

[Attributes: Holy, Cleave, Overpower, Magic Break, Severe Injury]

[Special Effects: Divine Judgment, Blazing Sun Domain, Blazing Sun Slash, Sun Warrior Spirit]

[Divine Judgment: All damage (physical, energy, impact) dealt by this axe is converted into powerful holy damage. It inflicts devastating damage on all evil, chaos, defilement, undead, demons, and other negative energies (significantly increased damage), and greatly weakens their defense and regeneration capabilities (powerful anti-evil).]

[Radiant Realm: Raise your battle axe, infuse it with magic, and the "sun" at the core of the axe will instantly burst forth with dazzling light! The user gains a boost to all attributes (Strength++, Constitution++, and Spiritual Resilience greatly increased), and simultaneously unleashes a massive holy realm aura centered on the user (the range expands with magic output). All friendly units within the realm receive continuous health regeneration, stamina regeneration, and spirit boosting effects, and are cleansed of low-to-medium level negative status effects; all evil and chaos units within the realm will suffer continuous holy burning damage and be significantly weakened (fear, suppression, and dispel low-level evil summons).]

【Radiant Slash: Gather magical power into the axe blade, unleashing a devastating, earth-shattering slash forward! The strike will be a massive, divine energy slash, condensed to its utmost, resembling a miniature sun falling (consumes a large amount of magical power). The slash will cause a devastating explosion of holy fire damage in its path, and inflict the "Purify" effect on any evil targets in its path (damage over time and weakens resistances).】

[Sun Soul: Unleashing the resonance between the battle axe and its wielder's soul, consuming a massive amount of magic and spiritual power, temporarily puts Lelia into "Sun Soul" mode! Parts of her body become energy, taking on a milky-white, semi-transparent soul form (soul-like state) with golden light flowing within. In this state:]

All attacks (physical, magical, and skill-based) deal powerful direct soul damage, ignoring most physical defenses.

Gain the "Honor of War" aura (extremely large range). All allies of the Order faction within the aura gain extremely strong mental fortitude (greatly resists mind control, fear, and chaos) and soul protection (resistance to instant death, curses, and soul attacks), and continuously receive efficient health and mental energy recovery.

The user's movement speed, attack speed, and strength receive a burst of boosts.

(This state consumes a great deal of energy, has a limited duration, and leaves the user vulnerable for a period of time after it ends.)

[Review: It is the dawn light that cleaves through the darkness of the abyss, the undying fighting spirit of the warriors who protect order. He who wields this axe shall fight for the light, and unleash the final judgment of the sun upon chaos!]

Powerful, invincible.

Moreover, it is a weapon that vanguard generals, with the battlefield at their core, should be equipped with.

And the equipment is specifically designed to counter the Abyss.

It is undoubtedly a weapon of restraint against evil.

Leilia was overwhelmed with emotion at that moment.

Looking at these attributes, you can't help but want to grab this weapon and charge into battle among the demons.

Feeling the immense power emanating from the giant axe in her hand—a power that seemed capable of tearing apart stars and burning the abyss—and the rhythm that perfectly matched the fighting spirit deep within her soul, Lelia's lips uncontrollably parted into an almost wild grin.

"Hahahaha! Good!" Her hearty laughter echoed in the scorching furnace temple, her fighting spirit rising like tangible flames. "Sergio, you are the King of Forging, this time you really... did a fantastic job!"

She casually swung the giant axe, and the axe, heavy as a mountain, seemed unusually agile in her hand, bringing with it a milky white holy halo and a deep, piercing whistling sound.

With just a casual movement, the lingering abyss-simulated sulfurous odor in the air seemed to be completely purified.

"You scum of the abyss..." Lelia's gaze seemed to pierce through thick layers of rock and space, landing on the battlefield where blood and fire mingled, her eyes burning with intense fighting spirit. "Are you ready to receive... your doomsday sunlight?"

A hint of relief flashed in Alyris's bloodshot eyes; the success rate had increased again.

……

The buzzing sound of space being torn apart and the scorching smell of sulfur rushed towards us at the same time.

As the teleportation light completely dissipated, Lelia and the massive Abyss Task Force had already set foot in the inner fortress area of ​​Blood Pit Fortress, which was enveloped by thick runes of order.

As the portal opened, all the teams began to file in in an orderly fashion.

"boom!"

The heavy thud of hooves sounded first, and Leilia landed steadily, casually yet imposingly carrying the massive [Sun Soul] on her broad shoulders.

She took a deep breath, and the air, a mixture of sulfur, blood, lava, and the deeper, more chaotic, decaying smells, felt like a familiar signal of home to her.

"We've reached the abyss!"

Her voice, like a horn, instantly drowned out the lingering echoes of the teleportation and the cacophony of noise emanating from the depths of the fortress.

Following closely behind were Apis, Annabelle, Karina, Greyfang and her pterodactyls, as well as the twenty-two Soul Keeper squads representing the Night's Watch's strongest small group combat power.

Their expressions varied, but their eyes were sharp and their auras were deep. Entering the abyss was like stepping into another ordinary battlefield. Their eyes quickly scanned the familiar fortress structure, the busy logistics team, and the ever-present red light and the faint sounds of fighting in the distance.

However, for a large portion of the more than 20,000 elite troops—especially the "Tearers" mercenary group from the continent of Taril, and the Night Watch elites who had trained in Taril or the main world but had never set foot in the Abyss—the scene before them was a radical shock.

“By the Beast King… this smell…” Jamal, an orc warrior from the “Tearers” mercenary group, couldn’t help but rub his nose, rubbing his thick fingers under his nostrils, trying to dispel the strange, mixed smell that was hitting him right in the head.

His second-in-command, a human warrior with a scar on his face, swallowed hard, suppressing the urge to gag, his voice strained.

"Ten times worse than the worst swamp! Sulfur, rotting flesh... and a... throbbing sensation in my head?"

Air is more than just smelly.

It seemed to have weight and stickiness, carrying an invisible sense of oppression, pressing heavily on my heart, making even breathing difficult.

Newcomers can clearly feel a slight stinging sensation on their skin, as if they are in a weak but powerful magical field, and there seems to be some kind of instinctive force within them resisting the erosion of the environment.

Look over there!

A Night's Watch soldier, who had just been rotated out and was entering the Abyss for the first time, pointed to the edge of the fortress in the distance.

Through the gaps in the gate and the reinforced lookout, one could see that the outside was not the blue sky and white clouds of the material world, but rather a turbulent, viscous, ominous dark red "sky".

The distorted landscape resembled rotting internal organs, and occasionally, enormous, indescribable black shadows writhed and roared within the red mist.

Even a fleeting glimpse is enough to send a chill down the spine of anyone who has never seen the abyss's true face.

Even the battle-hardened mercenaries of Taril were quiet and reserved in their usual boisterousness.

Klaus of the Steel Shield Mercenary Group gripped the handle of his battle axe tightly, his knuckles turning white. He looked around at the mountains of demon remains, the busy alchemical golems, and the numb yet efficient slaughterhouse workers. He tried to grin, but his expression was somewhat stiff.

"Ha... Damn, this place is really something, way more exciting than those bug nests in Taril. Brothers, get ready! The 'experience packs' in the Abyss aren't as easy to get as those bugs!"

His words drew some gruff responses from the mercenaries, but more of them remained silent and eyed him warily.

The leader of the "Rippers," an exceptionally burly minotaur with skin as hard as rock, let out a deep hum, the sound rolling within his chest.

"The will of the abyss... it's 'watching' us. There's 'malice' in the air. Everyone, apply the anti-corrosion potion Lord Poppot gave you, and activate the runes of order on your armor! Don't let this awful place marinate you before the fight even begins!"

His order sent the mercenaries into a flurry of activity as they checked their equipment and applied medicine, their movements betraying a barely perceptible panic.

Moreover, he is a Tauren, or rather, a Tauren from the Night's Watch world.

The world seems to be more hostile towards him.

On the other side, Greytooth was calming the restless Greywing. The powerful pterosaur seemed agitated at the moment, constantly exhaling scorching breaths, its golden vertical pupils warily scanning the blood-red sky.

“Quiet, old pal,” Graytooth’s rough hand stroked the scales on his partner’s neck, “you’ve only rested for less than a month, and you’re already starting to feel out of sorts?”

But his gaze was equally solemn; the chaotic magic of the abyss naturally carries a strong negative impact on living beings.

Just as the newlyweds were marveling, adapting, and suppressing their shock and discomfort, Leilia walked to a slightly higher platform at the front of the group.

She didn't launch into a long speech; her voice was loud and direct, piercing through the background noise of the fortress.

"You saw it all? This is the Abyss! The air is poisonous, the earth is twisted, even breathing is fucking eroding your brain! This is where we're going to fight, to slaughter!"

Her gaze swept across the various expressions on the faces below, focusing on the mercenaries and the slightly nervous new faces.

"But don't be intimidated by it! Your equipment is specially made, and your training is targeted! Remember your mission—we are the spearhead! We will stab the demons in the back and ignite the flames of order! We will turn their 'pustule' upside down!"

Her aura was like a divine weapon drawn from its sheath. The milky white holy flames flowing on the blade of the [Sun Soul] axe seemed to sense its master's fighting spirit, and the light intensified slightly, dispelling some of the oppressive feeling around her and making the nearby warriors feel a sense of warmth and security.

"As for the specific plans and goals..."

Leilia grinned, revealing a smile that was a mixture of wildness and confidence.

“Someone will tell you the details later. For now, get used to this damn air! Remember, you are not fighting alone! Your Majesty, Kana—”

She paused deliberately, raising her voice to an undeniable declaration:

"Our prophet is in the fortress! He will be with us!"

"Your Majesty Cana?"

"The prophet is coming in person?"

"Hiss...that god who walks among men?"

"Oh my god..."

The name "Your Majesty Kana" caused an uproar in the huge crowd, like boiling oil being poured into ice water.

Whether they were the composed Soul Keepers, the grim-faced Light Guardians veterans, or the excited yet nervous mercenaries and the new recruits stepping into the abyss for the first time, their faces were filled with unbelievable shock and fervent excitement.

The sun of the night watchman, the savior, the god who walks among men.

Even within the Night's Watch, the number of times one has seen the leader in person is extremely limited, let alone for these mercenaries who are not directly under the Night's Watch.

For most of them, Kana is more like a legendary figure, a symbol and a representation of faith.

They now learned that this being was not only inside the fortress, but would also be fighting alongside them.

The deafening buzz of discussion nearly lifted the dome of the fortress.

The mercenaries forgot the oppressive atmosphere, and the recruits forgot the stinging pain in their breath. Everyone stood on tiptoe, craned their necks, and eagerly scanned their surroundings. Their hearts pounded wildly in their chests, filled with excitement and awe at the prospect of getting close to the divine.

At this moment of great anticipation and excitement—

hum!
An indescribable, gentle yet immensely powerful force descended without warning.

It wasn't a squeezing sensation, but rather like the warm sunshine that instantly covered the entire inner fortress area, dispelling all the sticky chill, mental oppression, and even the slight stinging sensation brought by the abyss air.

The light was not dazzling, but rather diffused softly from some invisible center.

The next moment, a slight ripple appeared in the air beside Lelia.

A figure appeared silently.

He wasn't particularly tall or burly; he simply resembled an ordinary young human being.

A simple cloth robe, devoid of any elaborate decorations. Short black hair, a serene face, as if containing endless wisdom and the sedimentation of time.

The most striking feature was the pair of eyes—a calm, golden color, like molten pure gold, with countless tiny points of light, flowing with runes of order and knowledge, calmly rotating, arising, and ceasing within them.

Calm, yet carrying a majestic air that overlooks all things.

Simply standing there, it was as if it had become the only "anchor point" in this chaotic land, and the embodiment of order.

Kana did not adopt the posture of a god, but instead used divine power to slightly embellish his appearance.

The entire square fell into absolute silence in an instant.

In the main world.

His name is known to everyone; he is the most legendary figure in the last thousand years.

From legendary figures and emperors of various countries to children in rural areas, no one had ever heard of his name.

No one can help but admire his experiences.

The savior of the world will surely save its existence. (End of Chapter)