A different world game? A different world game!

Although still facing some obstacles, the Shadow was undoubtedly the first to arrive on the battlefield.

The black mist, as dark as ink and as shadow, made the already dark environment, altered by the battle, even more profound.

In this darkness, the rat's power, influenced by its environment, reaches its peak at this moment.

The shadow god's clone, shrouded in black mist, surged onto the battlefield like a raging tide.

Wherever they went, the soldiers were ensnared by their own shadows, their throats mercilessly ripped apart.

Large numbers of rats also lost their shadows, and the Allied forces gradually found it difficult to resist the rampage of these shadow clones.

"You bastard, you're truly treacherous!" a Night's Watch commander cursed angrily.

An avatar of the evil god neither used its superior status to relieve the siege of the rats nor to stop Karna from clearing them out. Instead, it split into several parts and specifically targeted the Night's Watchmen, slaughtering them with a goal so clear it was appalling.

Chaotic magic surged, and yet another avatar of an evil god descended upon the battlefield.

The stench of blood quickly filled the air, almost completely replacing it.

In the darkness of night, only the moonlight shone down, but wherever the moonlight shone, it turned into a shocking crimson.

At this moment, the fighting spirit of both the rats and the Allied Forces was rising wildly.

Morale has vanished here. Now, all that hangs in the air of this war is endless slaughter and the frenzy of battle. There is no coward, not even the most timid rats.

Before the Blood God, there is no escape; only a fight to the death.

The level of gore on the battlefield instantly surged to its peak, with brutal hacking and slashing occurring one after another, creating utter chaos.

"Ignite the dance of flesh and blood, Kana, fight me!" The Blood God's arrogant avatar appeared in the center of the battlefield.

It swung out a scarlet chain, and the fallen corpses twitched and slowly rose, tightly enveloped by the stench of blood.

Even after they are dead, they continue to fight.

The affected warriors surged toward the Blood God's clone one after another.

However, the Blood God's clone laughed loudly, letting them attack him.

Immediately afterwards, it swung the chain in its hand, and the tip of the chain instantly transformed into a huge axe, which slashed fiercely toward where Kana was.

"Pity."

Cana thought to himself that the number of rats was still considerable, but he had no time to worry about them at the moment.

He seized the opportunity that appeared on the battlefield and acted decisively.

Kana withdrew his power, gripped Frost Lord, and swung it fiercely at the axe.

The Blood God's clone must be dealt with; this guy will definitely pester me to the death. He's such a troublesome fellow, it's like being stuck with a madman.

At this moment, the stench of the battlefield mingled with the smell of blood, making one want to vomit.

A plague has struck.

The rotting hand reached for the ankle of the living, and dark green poisonous mist seeped from beneath the black robe of the plague clone.

Mold quickly grew on the Night's Watch armor that was stained, and rust pierced through the skin and into the internal organs.

The corpse rotted at an alarming rate, growing pustules.

Large numbers of rats crawled up from the ground, and many coalition soldiers in armor and armed with weapons were also affected.

However, only the Night's Watchman's body seemed to have received some kind of "blessing".

At this very moment, desire also quietly appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

The humans she was watching began to behave in bizarre ways. One suddenly turned his sword around, pulled out his comrade's intestines, wove them into a wreath, and playfully put it around his own neck. He even tried to bury his head inside the other's stomach, his desire rising to the point where he wanted to merge with him.

The entire battlefield became increasingly chaotic, with demons running rampant, making it almost impossible to discern the true state of affairs.

Both sides in the battle were influenced by the power of various powerful entities, unable to control their own actions and completely unaware of what they were doing. They were simply driven by these forces and blindly engaged in the battle.

Despite the chaotic situation, the war continues fiercely.

The silver liquid behind Kana quickly solidified, transforming into twelve longbows.

The moment the arrows left the bowstring, they split into a rain of arrows, each one tinged with a deep crimson.

The arrows pierced through the shadowy clone's black mist, embedding themselves precisely in its physical form. The humanoid shadow emitted a shrill scream like shattering glass.

Shadow clones are relatively easy to eliminate because they are too detailed.

However, the chains swung by the Blood God's clone suddenly froze in mid-air—it turned out that Kana's left hand was making a grasping motion, and the extracted blood, under his control, flowed backward to form a crimson vortex.

The power of frost surged forth, freezing the blood and chains together, and then the power climbed and spread along the chains.

Numerous plague-infested bodies, composed of plague itself, surged forth from the corpses surrounding Kana, rapidly converging on him.

The silver waves suddenly boiled and surged violently.

Kana decisively ripped open his wrist, and the gushing blood mingled with the silver liquid, forming a torrent of crimson silver that instantly solidified into three hundred metal giants wielding chainsaws.

The chainsaw mercilessly tore through the plague-ridden rat swarm, splattering not blood, but bits of gray fur ground into mincemeat, and various foul-smelling pus-filled fluids. However, these were all alchemical artifacts created by Kana, possessing specialized protection, rendering them unaffected by the plague's power.

The Desire Doppelganger finally took action, exhaling pink breath at the metal giant.

In an instant, the killing machines suddenly began hacking at each other, and iron filings fell like silver snowflakes.

Fortunately, the blood-red thread fell down at this moment, and the situation was regained under control.

The shadow clone seized the opportunity to rise silently from behind Kana, and the dagger formed from shadow pierced straight towards his heart.

This is its true hidden form; the ones that were split off before were merely illusions to mislead everyone.

At the critical moment, the Holy Lance puppet, who was fighting the evil rat, made a decisive move and threw the gleaming cross spear in its hand with all its might.

The cross-shaped spear streaked across the night sky like a meteor, piercing the shadows with pinpoint accuracy, and the evil god's avatar, pinned to the city wall, let out a painful scream.

For the Shadow God, direct combat was never a good fit, but since this was just an avatar, it had no choice but to participate, which was extremely frustrating.

Cana reacted quickly, grabbing the dissipating shadow with his backhand. The silver liquid flowed into the evil god's clone through the wound, blasting it into countless black feathers flying everywhere.

However, this doesn't make much sense.

Although this clone was destroyed, a large number of shadows returned to the ground, like giant swirling shadows moving across the earth and converging on the remaining clones in the distance. The Shadow God wasn't strong in direct combat, but its ability to annoy people was top-notch.

The chains of the Blood God's clone suddenly wrapped around Kana's neck, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged instantly.

"When did they arrive?" Kana was startled, but the sudden attack wasn't too powerful.

Kana revealed his bloodstained teeth and sneered.

The extracted blood suddenly congealed outside the body, forming a crimson armor that melted the chains into molten iron.

As the plague clones rained down poisonous liquid, the silver liquid beneath Kana's feet shot into the sky, transforming into a swirling metallic storm that reflected all the poison back at him.

The venom splattered everywhere, affecting a large number of rats. Of course, it wasn't just the rats that suffered.

"Get out of my way! He's mine!" the Blood God roared, determined to fight Kana to the death, even though it was only an avatar that had descended.

It will not allow the plague to interfere, nor will it allow the shadows to lurk nearby and launch a sneak attack.

Fuck you, who wants to fight you one-on-one?

Kana cursed inwardly. This was a battlefield, and he wished these three guys would keep a close eye on him.

After all, this is just a clone, with limited power, but its level is indeed very high.

Moreover, Kana was aware of their strength and had made many preparations beforehand. He was confident that he could hold them off and even felt a little relaxed.

But sure enough, the Blood God started clamoring for a one-on-one fight again, which was really annoying.

"We must take down the Blood God first; he's a battle maniac," Kana secretly resolved.

"Come! I will surely cut off your head!"

Kana directly plagiarized the Blood God's words, immediately transforming his attributes into a physical constitution, holding the Frost Lord in one hand and an organ weapon made of blood and silver liquid in the other.

This appearance and these words instantly enraged the Blood God, who charged towards Kana without hesitation.

Although no one else was allowed to interfere in the battle between the two, the power that Kana left behind on the battlefield was still affected in various ways.

"Woo!!"

At that moment, the Night's Watch horns rang out loudly.

Three hundred white-robed priests simultaneously slashed their palms, their blood drawing sacred runes in the sky.

Sometime later, Alyris appeared there, with Vionasa, the Holy Blade Saintess, beside her.

The two began to work together.

The blood of the Holy Light Priests underwent a special change under the manipulation of Areris and Winona.

A sacred flame rose slowly from the sky. This was the power of the Holy Flame Maiden on the battlefield, with two other holy maidens assisting her from the side.

The paladins and priests formed a circle, devoutly performing a ritual. The rats around them had already been thoroughly cleaned up.

The divine power surged like a tidal wave, swiftly dispelling the darkness.

At this moment, the golden blood was skillfully manipulated, moving with almost instantaneous flashes of speed. It transformed into threads, perfectly merging with the crimson threads in the sky, becoming ropes that shot rapidly towards every corner of the battlefield.

These ropes successfully imprisoned the shadow clones that were rampaging across the battlefield.

The shadow clone, which had been crushed by Kana once, was far weaker than when it had first arrived, and it had also been split into several parts, making it even more powerless to break free.

"It's that kind of unpredictable premonition again."

The Shadow God muttered under his breath, reluctantly withdrawing his power and retreating back outside the boundary without hesitation.

The first to arrive was also the first to flee. (End of Chapter)