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The Abyss, Floor 1121.

Blood Pit Fortress.

Sulfur clouds churned above the Blood Pit Fortress, and every brick of the thick walls was soaked in dark red blood clots.

The fortress was built less than six months ago.

But the city walls were covered with scratches and repair marks, the cracks were filled with blood, and the surface was covered with scabs.

It makes one think that this fortress has stood here for a long time.

This fortress, built by the Night's Watch as an outpost on the edge of the abyss, was compressed into a sophisticated war machine by the relentless onslaught of demons.

This is the abyss, where everything serves war, and everything exists for bloody battles.

The towering ballista arrays, like thorns, cling to the top of the wall, and on the important watchtowers, one can see architectural structures different from those of the past.

The tower has a peculiar stone structure, with patterns outlined in a magical fluid-like metal, and a crystal-like aggregator suspended at its top.

Magic-powered weapons can directly use ray magic, appearing to fire lasers.

This is a magically powered weapon, a defensive structure used as a transitional measure before it can fully adapt to the Abyss. Its special construction and magical energy distribution structure mean that it can only stand on the city wall and cannot be moved at will.

Alchemy steam hissed and gushed from the bunker's vents.

The barracks had narrow windows that were densely packed together like a honeycomb.

Only the continuous warehouse area was somewhat spacious, filled with densely packed piles of enchanted arrows and potion boxes.

It was these supplies that allowed the Night's Watch and the Avengers who came to their aid to hold out in the Blood Pit Fortress.

Compared to the demons, their numbers were far too few, but fortunately, the Night's Watch had been prepared on the defensive from the very beginning.

This is the abyss.

You never need to worry about the demons not attacking; the only thing you'll worry about is not being able to hold out.

How to transform Blood Pit Fortress into an impregnable defensive line is what the Night's Watch should be thinking about.

Ammunition and supplies are of paramount importance among these.

In most cases, apart from the rotation of the night watchmen, all the supplies delivered daily from the City of the Ring Tower are ammunition.

"Patrol team, be aware of pit number three in the city wall; the corrosion rate is exceeding the limit."

A Night Watch officer tapped on an alchemical instrument embedded in the inner side of the city wall, issuing instructions to the patrol group on the channel.

The elven avenger beside him was scraping the sticky green blood off the blade with a whetstone.

Sometimes the demon's corpse disappears, but the blood they left behind remains.

Suddenly, the movement stopped—the hum of the entire fortress was drowned out by a much larger tearing sound.

The strange sound was illogical, and all the Night Watchmen and Avengers who were still resting instinctively grabbed their weapons and stood up, looking around warily.

Then they saw where the sound came from.

The sky was torn apart like a piece of cheap canvas.

After the murky sky was torn apart, a background resembling a starry sky was revealed.

This will be the background.

This indicates that the transmission was carried out through some means, and it appears somewhat violent and unstable.

A stable portal type should present the view on the other side of the portal.

Moreover, it won't tear the sky apart as casually as it does now; this is more like a violent intrusion.

A violent invasion.

This immediately alerted some people, who then pointed their weapons in that direction.

Leilia sent out the message, and the Night Watchmen received it and fell silent.

A figure emerged from the wide spatial rift.

Kana.

He hovered above the central square of the fortress, silvery-white threads spreading from his palms and piercing the cracks torn open by violence.

These silver threads began to form, expanding along the edges, like a sophisticated machine at work.

Soon, a giant teleportation portal spanning the sky was woven.

Beyond the gate, the magical order surrounding the City of the Rings, carrying with it the fresh scent of the Prime Material Plane, surged in, fiercely clashing with the sulfurous stench of the Abyss.

The magic of chaos clashed with the magic of order, creating a vortex of magic around the portal.

In an instant, the space itself became unstable.

Kana completely ignored it.

He just had a thought.

The power of the rules instantly pushed away the magic of order and chaos, and then completely pushed away the magic of chaos, creating a vacuum zone.

"It's a temporary teleportation portal at the architectural level!"

Inside the city wall tower, a night watchman wearing an engineering hammer badge suddenly gripped his observation scope.

"He truly deserves to be called a leader. This kind of temporary portal, which requires a large number of alchemists and a legendary mage to lead the rapid construction, can be easily constructed by him alone, and it is so stable and fast."

Is this the power of God?
For some inexplicable reason, he remembered that Kana had once been an alchemist.

Think about it now.

Mage + Warrior + Alchemist.

It's hard to understand how these three professions are mixed together.

He truly deserves to be called a leader.

"Who is that guy? I don't think I've ever seen him before."

A humanoid Avenger with two horns on his head nudged the Night's Watchman next to him with his elbow and asked.

After the Avengers arrived to provide support, Cana never appeared directly in Blood Pit Fortress.

A character like this.

Avengers like him, who frequent the abyss, couldn't possibly have forgotten.

Hear this.

The Night's Watchman beside him frowned and scolded, "Don't be rude! That's our leader."

leader?

The Avenger immediately remembered.

He had heard of it at Bloodbath Fortress.

A newborn god named after the savior.

He immediately showed respect and bowed towards the sky.

For these Avengers, every god willing to participate in the bloody battle in the abyss is worthy of respect, let alone someone like Cana, who brought the Night's Watch and forcibly rebuilt a fortress here, diverting the forces from the main battlefield.

This is a rare variable on the battlefield that has seen countless bloody battles over the centuries.

This means the pressure on the demons has increased.

Not to mention the Night's Watch's performance during this period has been extremely impressive. Unless the demons launch a full-scale attack, they really have no way to deal with Blood Pit Fortress.

However, if they launch a full-scale attack, the Bloodbath Fortress will seize the opportunity to strike directly at the core, and then the entire Bloodbath battlefield may fall.

The entire battlefield will descend into chaos, and several more layers of bloody battlegrounds may emerge. If that happens, even the Abyss will rage.

Under their gaze.

At the other end of the portal, something seemed to be being transported in by Kana. The ironwork structure, disassembled into geometric modules, was being pulled into the portal by an invisible force field.

The silver-white alloy sphere was the first to break through the spatial ripples, and the magic patterns flowing on its surface burst into dazzling sparks in the abyss environment.

This is the core of the entire alchemical construct.

The power of data is pure, orderly magic, and in this chaotic territory, it is immediately targeted by magic.

Fortunately, this space is an overlapping space.

However, this also illustrates the problem from another perspective: the power of the iron flower structure cannot extend beyond space.

If the true form were to appear outside this space, it would instantly be crushed into scrap metal by the chaotic magic of the abyss.

Following closely behind the iron ball were twenty-four obsidian crystal leaves, like the scales of a giant whale, which resonated with a sharp buzzing sound as they passed through the portal.

Some of the leaf edges even developed fine cracks due to the erosion caused by the rules of the abyss, but these cracks were quickly healed by the silver threads flicked by Kana's fingertips.

"Oh, it's too precious."

"Kana said with a hint of helplessness."

He felt that even if this thing floated above the fortress, it would be easily destroyed.

If this thing is to continue running and collecting data, some alchemists need to be on standby to maintain it.

Furthermore, more high-end combat power is needed to guard the Blood Pit Fortress; otherwise, if the demons have a few more legendary characters, they might actually destroy this thing.

This thing is a creation of an extreme order faction; data-driven rules are inherently aligned with an extreme order faction.

They will definitely be hated by the abyss.

It seems we'll need to bring over a few powerful individuals from within the world.

"Those fragments are devouring the corrosion of the abyss!"

The scarred mercenary smoking on the pile of ruins suddenly pointed to the sky—a few wisps of foul sulfur mist that tried to entwine around the leaves were evaporated into blue smoke by the light patterns flowing on the surface of the leaves.

The merchants from the Abyss, who had spent years roaming the battlefield, were the first to sense the impending change. A lizardman, cloaked in scales, started calculating, his eyes gleaming with cunning.

"See the energy converter at the blade base? This thing is drawing in chaotic magic in reverse... and what it's spitting out is probably orderly magic. The Night Watch really wants to turn this overlapping space into a stable rear base."

Not all intelligent life depends on normal magic, but the vast majority of intelligent life is quite resistant to chaotic magic.

Those who do not resist the power of chaos will not stand on the side of order.

The Avengers who came to help crowded on the warehouse roof, some of them from weaker worlds, shocked by the sight of the Night's Watch's enormous alchemical creation.

Meanwhile, the Avengers from more powerful worlds use this to assess the extent to which the Night's Watch's original world had reached.
But after thinking about it, I gave up.

Nothing to worry about.

It is said that the Void has its eye on that world, and death is only a matter of time.

To most people, opening the passage to the abyss might simply be a way to prevent all the seeds in the world from going to extinction.

Even the deepest abyss.

As long as you can gain a foothold on the battlefield, you will at least have a stronghold where you can survive.

Even without the world, we are all rootless duckweed.

Unless it's a god.

Otherwise, every life born from a destroyed world will remain homeless for the rest of its life.

This is a mysterious state that continuously affects the soul, body, and power of life.

The powerful among the legendary ranks are better able to resist this influence, but it becomes more difficult for them to take the next step forward.

But at least they can survive.

Not every legendary powerhouse is arrogant; many legendary powerhouses will never become gods in their lifetime.

It's inevitable that people will become more and more afraid of death as time goes by.

Therefore, in the eyes of many Avengers, Blood Pit Fortress is the home of the Night's Watch after its destruction.

The night watchmen are also about to become homeless.

This gives these Avengers a sense of shared suffering, which is why there are so many Avengers here, and they work so hard.

The Night's Watch did not say much about this.

Because it's no use saying it.

Every time the Night's Watch says they will fight off the Void to protect themselves, some Avengers want to laugh, even though it's incredibly unethical.

It only gives people the impression that the Night's Watch may not yet understand the horror of the Void and is blindly confident.

The construct had been completely pulled out and was now being assembled in the sky above the Blood Pit Fortress under Kana's control.

An elven avenger gazed at the alchemical construct in the sky; his robes and staff clearly indicated his identity. From the construct's size and the flowing magic around it, he could see much more.

"This peculiar structure seems to be making some kind of regular connection with this overlapping space, so what exactly is it?"

The dwarven avenger beside him gripped his battle axe tightly, his lava-like pupils reflecting the colossal structure slowly coalescing in the sky: "Whatever it is! Anything that can make demons bleed, I'll treat as a sacred relic!"

Most dwarves are a race that holds grudges.

The dwarven avengers revere anything that can kill demons.

Kana was assembling the ironwork structure in the air.

Many Night Watchers below also began to move, because through the portals inside the fortress below, a number of alchemists and engineers had entered the abyss.

The watchman's reaction was as calm as a finely tuned gear.

The engineering team has erected force field stabilization piles, and short commands for calibrating the module's landing coordinates jump across the channel: "Group B, clear the rubble at anchor point number two!"

"Energy reading abnormal. Activate backup magic crystal buffer array!"

They knew all too well what this creation, known as the "Magic Purification Device - Iron Flower," meant.

The group that came to the Abyss was the most elite, and some of them even knew about the plans of the God Kingdom on Earth.

This may be the hope for the future apocalypse.

How could they not care?

With their combined efforts, the assembly of this large alchemical structure became stable and rapid.

There were no problems in the middle.

Kana's presence served more as a protective and laborer role.

Such behavior is clearly unbecoming of a deity, but Kana obviously doesn't care.

As the last obsidian leaf returned to its place, the suspended silver-white sphere suddenly lit up.

The surrounding magic changed and began to boil.

The ironwork structure stretches out above the Blood Pit Fortress, like a magnificent gem set in rotting flesh.

Twenty-four purifying beams pierced the scorched earth, and the sulfur crystal clusters that touched them vaporized silently. A translucent, pale golden force field dome rapidly extended along the trajectory of the beams.

The sky it covers is exactly at the top of the spatial range.

Amid the gasps of the warriors, the abyssal whispers that squeezed the souls were shut out for the first time.

Just like his name.

To outsiders, it appears to be a purifier of chaotic magic, only it's very large and covers a wide area.

The magic of chaos is also being isolated.

The structures in the sky are still absorbing external magic and transforming it into the magic of order, which is then sprayed into the area.

In an instant, everyone felt as comfortable as if they were soaking in a hot spring, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. (End of Chapter)