A different world game? A different world game!

The main battlefield of the Brucal Plains.

The allied forces won a brilliant victory in their first offensive.

News of the victory spread rapidly across all battlefields via the Night's Watch's internal channels, greatly boosting the morale of all Allied soldiers.

Meanwhile, news of the defeat on the main battlefield quietly spread within the rats' defenses.

The rats had been meticulously preparing their defenses and had amassed a large number of troops.

However, when faced with the combined forces' attack, one of their main fortresses was breached in an instant.

Although the rats' defenses consisted of more than just one or two fortresses, this defeat had dealt a heavy blow to their morale.

For other units, such setbacks might be bearable, but for the rats, a blow to morale is often fatal.

It must be said that the coalition's first strategic objective has been achieved.

Battlefield of the City of Glory.

Inside the camp.

Upon hearing the news, Apis smiled and couldn't help but exclaim, "Lelia and the others acted so quickly! This is truly an exciting piece of good news!"

Alicia asked from the side, "Now that the main battlefield has launched its attack, shouldn't we move in soon as well?"

After all, it's impossible for only the main battlefield to launch an attack among the five battlefields; the other battlefields should follow suit. Otherwise, it would be difficult to put effective pressure on the rats' overall defense line.

All commanders tacitly adopted pressure tactics against the rats.

The key to the war is not capturing a specific city, nor is breaking through the defenses absolutely necessary; however, suppressing the will of the rats is of paramount importance.

This makes it much easier for the coalition forces to raid enemy defenses, a valuable lesson learned from their long battles against rats.

Upon hearing this, Apis couldn't help but sigh again.

"The situation here is not that simple."

Every battlefield has its unique challenges.

On the main battlefield, it's all about numbers; both sides are no exception.

It was a contest of logistics and manpower, a protracted war of attrition and stalemate. There were numerous fortresses and a long, continuous defensive line.

As for the battlefield of Glory City where they are, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the competition will be about the quality of combat.

The chaotic magical power gathering in the sky, and the altars unfolding one after another, already foreshadowed this.

"There's no time to lose. News of the defeat must have already spread among the rats, and their morale is low. Let's act now!"

After Abis gave the order, the entire camp immediately began preparations for battle.

They had been preparing for this moment for a long time, and soon everything was ready and they were all set to go.

The main force began to assemble and steadily approached the enemy's city walls.

After all, this is the battlefield of the City of Glory, and this war is almost entirely a fierce struggle for control of this once glorious city.

The primary objective is to capture a portion of this vast city, using it as a base to gradually advance inwards.

This is precisely the offensive strategy determined by the unique urban structure of the City of Glory.

Although it is called the City of Glory, it is not a single city, but a cluster of cities.

The current situation is a result of unique historical background and many complex factors.

The city was surrounded by a thick city wall, and the city itself was also surrounded by a complex network of walls and barbicans.

The city was fragmented, and the surrounding satellite cities, towns, fortresses and strongholds made large-scale operations in the region almost impossible. Small-scale battles would break out at any time in the various fragmented war zones.

On the fortress watchtower at the very front.

A rat dressed in a black robe held a staff made of bone and emitted sinister laughter.

"They're coming! We won't be as easily defeated as those fools. This place will become the burial ground for the Allied Forces; their blood and flesh will be buried here as sacrifices to the great being!" The rat screamed madly, its voice growing ever sharper and more piercing.

"Don't forget the rat's target."

The rat priest beside him reminded him.

"Hehe, I won't forget. My god has made a promise that He will send His apostles here."

As they were speaking, a massive magic bullet arced through the air and hurtled towards their city walls.

"What a bunch of extravagant people."

The black-robed rat muttered curses and brandished its bone staff, raising a magical barrier.

The magic bullet struck the barrier, and the mixed magic power exploded instantly.

Golden light burst forth from within the magic bullet, and holy flames scattered in all directions like meteors.

The black-robed rats completely ignored the flying golden flames, letting them run rampant on the city walls.

Suddenly, the screams of rats echoed from the city wall.

Rats, scorched by flames, screamed and struggled frantically on the city wall.

"Are you just going to stand by and watch?" the Rat Priest asked.

The black-robed rat sneered and used its magic to instantly kill all the rats that were being burned and screaming in agony.

As the rats died, the flames on their bodies inexplicably went out, and their corpses turned into thick blood that gathered together, slowly forming a huge fleshy troll pieced together from the various limbs and heads of the rats.

“You see, such creations are far more valuable than these cowardly and filthy rats.”

The rat priest said nothing more. In the past, he would have certainly tried to stop it, but now that the war had already begun.

More and more magic bullets rained down upon us.

There were also all sorts of specially designed catapults that launched ammunition as if it were free, accompanied by a dense rain of arrows.

After several attempts to intercept them, the two rats simply gave up resisting, cast shields on themselves, and stood motionless on the city wall.

These attacks bombarded the city walls without hindrance and landed on the swarms of rats inside the fortress.

Large numbers of rats perished in the attack.

But this is exactly what the black-robed rat wanted to see.

Under his magical manipulation, a huge magic circle gradually formed on the ground of the entire fortress.

The corrupting power draws in the magic from the sky, causing it to gather continuously.

The chaotic magic in this area was so concentrated that it almost completely squeezed out normal magic.

In such an environment, these evil rituals can be performed with ease.

The rats' flesh and blood continued to fuse and coalesce.

One after another, enormous fleshy trolls rose from the ground.

The numerous failed creations that did not succeed in taking shape did not disappear; the melted flesh clung to the city walls and entangled the watchtowers.

The city walls were covered with rats' broken heads, deformed claws, and tentacles that waved wildly.

Among the rapidly advancing coalition forces.

Apis witnessed this scene.

"Sure enough, the establishment of multiple altars has made the success rate of evil rituals here almost 100%, making it easy to summon these monsters."

Alicia, standing nearby, looked at the burning holy flame in her hand and said solemnly, "Even the power of holy light is severely suppressed here." (End of Chapter)