A different world game? A different world game!

The battle between the demon overseer Archimonde and Leilia is the core of the entire battlefield.

Although demons are mad and chaotic, they also have morale.

If Overseer Akmon were to fall into a disadvantageous position, or even be defeated or killed, it would dampen the morale of this offensive and even cause some demons to flee.

The same goes for Leilia.

The battle between the two sides was exceptionally fierce.

Each collision between the giant sword and the giant claw was like the impact of mountains, producing a terrifying explosion loud enough to tear eardrums.

The ghostly blue soulfire splattered wildly during the collision, and even Akmon's indestructible obsidian shell began to show deep blue scorch marks from corrosion and burning.

Each time the Soulfire eroded Akmon, he let out a painful roar from the depths of his soul—an attack that directly targeted the very essence of life.

However, Leilia was not just relying on brute force.

In the brief moment between a hard clash that slightly forced Akmon back, she suddenly pulled a heavy adamantite halberd from her waist with her free right hand.

The battle halberd was in hand, and a ghostly blue soul flame instantly enveloped it!
Using the explosive power unique to centaurs, she unleashed an incredible spinning thrust, her halberd striking Akmon's relatively vulnerable spot below his single eye, where his armor was attached, with lightning speed.

Tsk-!
The halberd tip, wreathed in soul fire, pierced deep into the ground, and the excruciating pain caused Akmon to let out a deafening scream. His enormous single eye was filled with raging blood vessels!
"Web crawler! You're asking for it!"

Akmon went completely berserk, and with his other giant claw wrapped in viscous abyssal energy, he slammed it toward Leilia's head with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

But this was the moment Leilia had been waiting for.

Instead of drawing her halberd to block, she slammed her feet into the ground, causing her massive centaur body to spring back like a taut spring.

At the same time, she slapped another alchemical device at her waist with her right hand—a giant spiked club fixed to the side of the saddle instantly slipped into her hand.

She didn't even turn around completely; instead, using the momentum of her retreat and the centrifugal force from her waist rotation, she slammed the massive spiked club down like a meteor hammer towards Akmon's lava core, which had been briefly exposed during the attack.

*Whoosh—Boom!*
The spiked club, enveloped in intense, ghostly blue soulfire, struck Akmon squarely in the core of his chest, which was flowing with molten lava.

"Uhhh-!!!"

Akmona, filled with endless, violent howls, was for the first time replaced by heart-wrenching pain and fear.

Its lava core blasted open a huge gap, and the primordial, scorching demonic blood gushed out like a burning waterfall. But the moment it emerged from the wound, it was frantically eroded, purified, and devoured by the leech-like ghostly blue soul fire.

Its massive body staggered backward for the first time, and the scorching marks of the soul fire covering its entire body spread out like a spider web, causing the light in its single eye to dim rapidly.

Fear! The Abyss Warlord actually felt fear on the battlefield!

Taking advantage of this rare opening, Leilia didn't even give chase.

She pulled the halberd from beneath Akmon's eye with a backhand motion, the ghostly blue soul fire trailing a deathly path at its tip. Akmon's massive body instinctively recoiled.

"roll!"

Leilia's voice seemed to come from the depths of the soul, icy cold, carrying a killing intent that could freeze even the core of Archimon's soul.

"If you dare approach the Blood Pit Fortress again, this wound... will be your end!"

Akmon's enormous single eye was fixed on the azure soulfire bone armor on Leilia's body, which burned ever brighter, as if it were about to devour the entire battlefield, while he felt the almost fatal pain in the core of his chest, where magical energy was being torn apart.

It knew that if it didn't leave soon, its massive demonic body and soul would probably be completely burned to ashes by this eerie soul fire.

The fear of death and the power of the soul flames began to clear his confused mind.

It's impossible to defeat him now. If the fight continues, he will continue to be suppressed until Leilia finds an opportunity to kill him on the spot.

Akmon's ability to survive on the battlefield for so long is not only due to his strength and insight, but also because his chaotic mind becomes clearer when he is at a disadvantage on the battlefield, allowing him to make judgments based on the overall situation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have become a demon overseer, but rather a demon vanguard.

Despite being at a disadvantage, he couldn't help but look across the entire battlefield.

Without a doubt, it's wishful thinking for him and his wave of demons to break through the Night's Watch's defenses.

The Night Watch's ammunition seemed to have not been depleted after the previous battles; in fact, it seemed to be getting more plentiful.

Most of the demons didn't even make it onto the city walls.

"Roar—!!! Night's Watch! We'll meet again!"

Akmon let out a roar of resentment, humiliation, and boundless hatred. He suddenly tore open a distorted spatial rift with his remaining magic power, and his massive body, accompanied by intermittent sprays of demonic blood, instantly disappeared into it.

Faced with the other party's escape.

Leilia really had no way to deal with it; she had no laws related to space, or even any related power.

Moreover, staying behind doesn't necessarily mean you can quickly eliminate the opponent.

It's already quite good that you managed to force the opponent to run away.

Composing herself, Lelia did not stop, but instead turned her gaze to the demons.

When those eyes, burning with soul fire, glanced at the demons, even the most insane demons began to shiver.

She charged into the enemy ranks.

Kana remained standing on the fortress. There was no need for him to participate in this battle; getting involved would just be competing with his own men for experience.

He doesn't need experience at all right now, but the problem is that his rules and power will inevitably allow him to extract experience from the alien life forms he kills.

Pure waste is meaningless.

Sensing the ripples left by the demon as it departed, Kana extended his finger and shook it.

"It's possible. I should be able to easily intercept that kind of teleportation escape."

After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand.

An invisible wave rippled outwards from the space.

In the distance, within the demon's camp, the demon overseer collapsed with a scream. One of his arms had been inexplicably severed within a spatial dimension during his escape.

He had no clue.

With their commander's crushing defeat and escape, the morale of the demon army, already hampered by the Night's Watch's strong defenses, collapsed instantly.

The chaotic demonic tide receded in disarray, leaving behind charred remains and a small amount of debris rapidly turning to ash.

But the fleeing demons were all weak demons; in such a battlefield, they were nothing more than filler.

The powerful demons continued their rampage and frenzied attacks. Their strength was not yet sufficient to escape the influence of the Abyss, so under the Abyss's targeting, they were extremely enthusiastic, even fanatical, in their attacks on the Night Watch.

Interspersed among these were some fierce warbands attempting to cover the rear or create chaos, with the Knights of the Abyss, led by several warlord adjutants, being the most troublesome.

Like red-hot steel nails, they held their ground amidst the rout, even organizing small counter-attacks in an attempt to tear open any gaps in the Night's Watch's pursuit.

Faced with such a tough opponent, the men who had just repelled the warlord naturally set their sights on them.

The extinguished, ghostly blue soul flames on Lelia's body instantly reignited, but this time they no longer covered her entire body in bone armor; instead, they surged and swirled around her like a living thing.

Her gaze swept across the battlefield like an icy blade, precisely locking onto the elite demon units who were directing the resistance and putting pressure on the Night's Watch lines—the captain of the Abyssal Dreadnought Knights, and two bloodthirsty overseer lieutenants attempting to regroup the berserkers. Killing weak demons was pointless.

She also needs experience now, so these powerful demon units are her main targets.

"Clearance!"

The cold voice, though not loud, clearly pierced through the clamor of the battlefield.

Leilia moved.

The enormous centaur body unleashed terrifying speed, leaping directly off the city wall.

The moment she landed, the ghostly blue soul fire surrounding her surged out like a raging torrent.

The demons and horned demons that tried to pounce on them didn't even have time to scream before they were swept by the soul fire, instantly stiffening, their souls ignited, and their bodies turning to ashes as they ran.

She did not commit indiscriminate killing.

Her goal was clear—to become a legend.

She galloped like thunder, her right hand gripping a heavy flail.

The heavy chain hammer head, forged from refined gold, and the spiked iron chain were now wreathed in blazing, ghostly blue soul flames.

Each swing is accompanied by a piercing shriek that tears through the air.

Her first target was the bloodthirsty warlord adjutant who was closest to her.

The adjutant was raising his runic bone blade, roaring as he gathered demonic creatures, when suddenly he felt a bone-chilling cold lock onto him.

It turned around abruptly and saw a surge of eerie blue flames sweeping towards it.

It tried to block, but Lelia's flail slammed down with immense force and soul-freezing flames.

Snap! Puff!
The bone blade, along with half of its demonic body, was smashed to pieces. The ghostly blue soul fire instantly engulfed its remains, and it was completely annihilated before it could even let out a scream.

The second target was another Abyssal Khorne Knight captain who was attempting to flank and charge.

The captain rode on a giant lava hellhound at incredible speed.

But Leilia is faster!

With a sudden change of direction, she sprinted forward, her left hand now wielding a gleaming, barbed, faceted, armor-piercing halberd.

The tip of her halberd was also wreathed in soul fire. Just as the hellhound lunged and the knight's lance was about to strike, she nimbly leaped to the side, dodging the attack, and at the same time, the heavy halberd thrust out like a viper's tongue.

It precisely pierced the connection between the knight and the hellhound.

"Aow!!"

The hellhound and the knight let out a piercing wail at the same time. The huge demonic hound's body was ignited by soul fire, writhing in agony, and the knight on its back was turned into a giant torch and ashes.

As Leilia swiftly and decisively crushed the command nodes, the Night's Watch on the city walls were not merely standing by and watching.

On the city walls, the fighting continued.

Although the remaining high-ranking demons were leaderless, their numbers were still enormous, and they were relentlessly attacking the defenses.

"Seventh Squad! Suppress the three o'clock position! Cover the area with fire!"

"Ninth Squad! Right flank support! Cover the gap! Magic turrets, lock onto that giant flesh demon!"

"Engineering team! Immediately repair the damaged area of ​​Battery No. 3! Use Quick-Fixing Type III armor plates!"

A series of cold, efficient commands were transmitted through the communication channel.

The Night's Watch warriors moved with the ease of their own arms.

The ballista positions unleashed a barrage of alchemical explosive bolts, creating a crisscrossing fire net that suppressed the demon horde attempting to breach the breach.

The shield generator emitted a steady hum, re-erecting a deep blue energy barrier in key areas to block burning projectiles and assaults.

Several "Fortress" foot gun emplacements, which had been temporarily paralyzed due to high load, were quickly repaired by engineers and rejoined the battlefield. Their rotary cannons spewed long energy bullets, accurately targeting the larger and more threatening mutated monsters.

This is an alchemical weapon that I finally managed to adjust so that it can be used in the Abyss. However, I have gained experience from this successful adjustment.

After that, the Night's Watch's real weapons of war will come flooding in to arm them.

What's even more astonishing on the battlefield is their teamwork.

As a berserker scaled the wall during a lull in the fire, roaring and attempting to wreak havoc, a nearby warrior's shield slammed into it, drawing its attention. His comrades behind him unleashed a barrage of ranged magic bullets, instantly targeting its exposed joints, while a distant fireball precisely wiped out any subsequent wall climbers behind it.

The movements were fluid and the teamwork seamless.

On the ground, wherever Leilia's soul fire passed, it cleaned away the filth as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter.

Every single one of her kills was a key enemy command figure or a powerful elite.

In the chaos of demons, strength is the primary criterion; the demon in command is the most powerful.

Without a command center, the remaining monsters fell into complete chaos, fighting each other on their own. Under the Night Watchers' well-organized firepower and close coordination, they were quickly divided, disintegrated, and eliminated like moths drawn to a flame!
In just a few minutes, the noisy and brutal battlefield was replaced by an eerie calm, still carrying the lingering smoke of gunpowder.

Outside the city, apart from the scattered corpses slowly turning to ash and the scorched earth, not a single living demon could be seen.

Inside the city, the Night's Watch repairmen, like precise machines, have begun to silently execute standardized procedures such as post-war cleanup, repair, and rotation.

These city defense weapons all require maintenance.

The soul flames on Leilia's body slowly died out, and the heavy weapon that had killed two elite lieutenants also disappeared.

She stood amidst the ashes of the corpses, her cold gaze sweeping across the battlefield. Only after confirming that there was no longer any threat did she slowly step back to the fortress.

Her steps were steady, silently proclaiming that victory belonged to the Night's Watch.

It belongs to this fortress that forcibly seizes life above the abyss.

The steely order and the cold will once again crushed the chaotic frenzy.

The battle is over.

There were no cheers, only devastation and thick smoke.

The surviving Avengers and Night's Watch support staff quietly began inspecting weapons, repairing the damaged walls, and treating the wounded.

The Avengers sat on the ground, panting, looking at the various craters and marks left by the recent battle outside the city.

They gazed in awe at the figure still standing atop the city wall—the cold centaur commander, his entire body covered in ghostly blue soulfire bone armor, wielding a blood-dripping greatsword.

The soul fire on Leilia's body slowly died down, and the hideous bone armor also disappeared without a trace, revealing her true form covered with exquisite silver-gray armor.

"You played well."

Kana appeared beside her and laughed.

Cheers erupted from the Night's Watch members around them. (End of Chapter)