A different world game? A different world game!

Above the Blood Pit Fortress.

Iron Flower Structure - [Magic Purification Device - Iron Flower].

The final calibration was completed under Kana's guidance.

The light from the central silver sphere suddenly intensified, and the embedded runes lit up densely like stars, flowing with an orderly power that resembled a liquid river of light.

The twenty-four enormous obsidian crystal veins were fully activated, and the blazing white energy beams at their edges pierced deep into the overlapping spatial barriers formed by the portal beneath the fortress, as if they were alive.

The purification beam operates silently!
The thick sulfur clouds that had been churning for countless years above the fortress boiled and retreated violently as if they had encountered their nemesis!
Wherever the beam of light reached, the filth evaporated, leaving behind a brief but incredibly clear area of ​​azure sky.

More importantly, there is that omnipresent, ever-evolving whisper of the abyss that erodes the soul and body.

Like the low, evil murmur of millions of flies buzzing in the brain—for the first time, it was completely shut out by the translucent, pale golden force field dome.

The Night's Watch and the Avengers inside the fortress let out a groan of relief, their tense nerves instantly relaxing.

Strands of magical order cascaded down from the top of the dome of light, like a gentle spring rain, nourishing the parched and burning bodies and spirits that had been exposed to the chaotic magical environment for so long.

The pervasive sulfurous stench in the air was diluted and replaced, replaced by an unprecedented fresh scent belonging to the prime material plane, which even spurred the growth of a few tenacious mosses with a faint glow in some corners of the fortress.

This enormous structure has finally begun to operate completely.

The changes brought about by its operation are visible to the naked eye, and the impact is so obvious to the life forms below.

Kana stopped beside the construct and observed it carefully.

We'll see if this construct will have any issues adapting to the local conditions or if any problems will arise. However, we're more focused on observing how the Iron Flower construct is used here and the rules it operates within, and their impact on the entire Abyss Battlefield.

He wasn't afraid at all about what the Abyss would do with the data-driven rules contained within the Iron Flower Construct, because these rules were completely opposite to the Abyss, the antithesis of chaos.

What I really want to see is just how intense the Abyss's reaction to this thing is.

There will definitely be a reaction.

If the reaction is too great and the losses outweigh the gains, then we should consider quickly disassembling the device and transporting it back.

Otherwise, the Blood Pit Fortress, which had just gained a foothold, could very well be flattened by such a huge reaction, and all the previous efforts would be in vain, which would not be worth it.

Just as Kana was observing and thinking.

The will of the abyss felt an unprecedented sense of "foreignness".

This is not anger directed at any specific entity, but rather an instinctive rejection reaction of a vast, chaotic whole that transcends individual consciousness to the "pure wound" that has been forcibly opened and purified within it.

Although the Bloodbath Battlefield on the 1121st floor is also an anomaly area in the Abyss, it is still governed by the rules of the Abyss.

The feeling it evoked was different from the ironwork structure that Kana brought in this time.

However, the area occupied by this thing is indeed so small that it can be ignored.

The entire 1121-level bloodbath battlefield trembled slightly, not physically, but rather as a tremor at the level of the rules.

The sulfur magma river suddenly became turbulent, and more and more distorted spatial fissures flickered and appeared.

The abyss itself, like a huge and unconscious creature, is trying to expel the "purifying thorn" that has pierced its body.

This subtle, instinctive reaction expresses at least a sense of dissatisfaction.

Driven by this subconscious will, all the chaotic creatures active in the abyss unleashed primal, hateful roars toward the direction of this "thorn"—the Blood Pit Fortress.

They received discontent from the abyss.

Deep within the demon's stronghold.

"Hiss... A filthy order!"

In a nest constructed of writhing, enormous intestines and clusters of sulfur crystals, the Abyssal Firelord Overseer known as "The Heart of Rift," Aggras, let out an angry roar, its massive, lava-formed eye fixed on the unmissable clear area of ​​light above the distant Blood Pit Fortress.

That feeling of disgust bothered him.

This unprecedented sense of threat made him extremely anxious.

"That insect fortress...they planted a spike!"

Another carapace overlord, "Skullcrusher" Grum, resembling a gigantic, twisted rhinoceros beetle, pounded the ground with its heavy forelimbs, its compound eyes flashing with a chilling purple light. "The abyss hates it... it's urging us on! It must be uprooted!"

The surrounding lesser demon lords and abyssal wizards perceived things more clearly, for they themselves were extensions of the abyssal will.

That pure, orderly field made their flesh and blood feel like they were being burned, and made their magical mobilization sluggish.

Chaotic conversations, vicious curses, and meaningless roars exploded within the lair:

"Gather! Tear that light apart!"

"Drown it with the fire of blasphemy!"

"Drag those insects hiding in the cage out and chew them up bit by bit!"

"More sacrifices are needed... Call upon the Flesh and Blood Furnace!"

The somber will of the abyss resonates through the chaotic network, urging all the legions that can sense it to act.

Soon, the observation posts at Bloodbath Fortress and Blood Pit Fortress simultaneously detected the anomaly.

At the Bloodbath Fortress—the command center.

"Large-scale demonic activity detected! Coordinates and depth, leaning towards Blood Pit Fortress!"

The urgent voice of "Star Speaker" Wei, the spider-like elf scout chief, rang out in the strategic communications channel.

On the enormous crystal sand table, dark red spots of light, representing the concentration of demonic energy, rippled violently toward the Blood Pit Fortress, like ripples on water after a stone has been thrown in.

Bloodbath Fortress already has extensive experience in dealing with this.

"The demon army's movements have changed! They... they're turning around! At least several large demon legion groups are breaking away from the main battlefield and rapidly converging on the Blood Pit Fortress area."

What does this mean? It's self-evident.

This is clearly aimed at the Blood Pit Fortress.

The demons could not tolerate it any longer. Another fortress stood on the battlefield of bloodshed, which meant that the bloodshed fortress side had taken another step forward. If this continued, they would eventually be devoured.

Blood Pit Fortress - City Wall Command Post.

"A massive chaotic biological reaction source has been detected! The number... is too numerous to count precisely! The direction is due east and northeast!"

The watchman on the watchtower roared hoarsely into the channel, the sight he saw through his enchanted slingshot was suffocating.

The horizon was covered by a churning, turbid, demonic tide, like a stinking, acrid tide.

Countless frenzied roars converged into a deep, chilling sound wave, which even caused the steel skeleton of the fortress to resonate.

The sky was also obscured by countless Abyssal Winged Night Demons, casting huge shadows.

The demons arrived very quickly and in great numbers.

“Repeated! It’s a massive war beast of siege warfare level.” The Night Watch scout, responsible for observing the demons’ movements, spoke with a slightly strained tone.

This meant that the enemy had come to raze them to the ground. The fortress instantly went into high alert.

The piercing alarm shattered the brief moment of peace.

The Night's Watch forces operate at high speed, like precision instruments:
All fixed defensive works were fully charged, and the bases of the rune ballistae emitted a steady hum.

The mobile forces urgently assembled in an open area within the city, preparing their equipment with a clanging sound of metal clashing.

The Avengers put down their work and, with a mixture of seriousness and excitement in their eyes, rushed toward their respective defense zones.

The warehouse area was operating at full capacity, with boxes of ammunition and energy crystals being rapidly transported to various parts of the city wall by tracked robots.

The engineering corps began reinforcing the weak points of the city walls and erecting temporary spell amplification towers.

The central plaza is where the portal opens and is the core area of ​​the entire Blood Pit Fortress.

Kana hovered before the gradually dimming but still stable giant portal, his deep gaze piercing through space, as if he could see directly into the despairing vanguard of the demonic tide.

He showed no surprise; this was something he had expected.

When the abyss is about to take action, its tentacles are these hordes of demons.

At least now he didn't see an overwhelming horde of demons, but rather a wave of demons, which, although numerous, was much better than the worst situation he had imagined.

The Night's Watch was in a defensive posture, and the number of demons was enormous, yet chaotic.

The Night's Watch are professionals in defending the city, from building construction and personnel experience to weaponry and equipment.

These are undeniable facts; they have fought their way through time and again, and the Night Watchmen are even more professional when facing overwhelming numbers.

We need to replenish our fighting force.

It's wishful thinking to think that the Blood Pit Fortress's normal rotation of combat power can withstand this attack.

As I said before, Canna had already anticipated this possibility and was therefore prepared.

"As expected, let me see just how much you can't stand the existence of the Blood Pit Fortress."

He whispered something, and then a powerful force was unleashed directly in the space connected to the city of the ring tower.

He pressed his hands down hard on the core of the portal! This time, instead of constructing a giant supply channel, he forcibly tore open a more stable, super-large teleportation channel with pure starlight flowing through its core.

The other end of the passage leads directly to the standby area of ​​the elite troops of the Ring Tower City.

Buzz—!
Amidst the violent fluctuations in space, a new light appeared.

The first thing the Night's Watchmen of Bloodpit Fortress saw was a line of elite Night's Watch Guardians, armed to the teeth; they were undoubtedly the main force of the Night's Watch's legionary warfare.

With sharp eyes and excellent equipment, they stepped out of the portal with neat and firm steps, and without the slightest hesitation, quickly took over the reserve defense zone of the city wall and filled in key areas.

Some of the Avengers even recognized some of the people among them; yes, these were the Night's Watch members who had been rotated back to rest.

They were temporarily conscripted this time.

After all, they were very familiar with this place, and even more familiar with demons.

Following them were a squad of mages radiating powerful magical energy, a strike team centered around the squad, and an engineering support team equipped with various exotic alchemical devices.

The Night's Watch is primarily composed of small teams, which are then combined and deployed during battles.

The only difference might be the Lightbringers, but even the Lightbringers mostly fight in small teams.

This allows the Night's Watch to make good use of their strengths.

However, this does not apply to squads when they are on the defensive and guarding the city walls.

However, what is even more exciting is the figure that emerges from that passage that radiates pure starlight!

A figure so swift that it left only a bluish afterimage on the retina was the first to rush out.

Upon landing, he transformed into a troll clad in streamlined, dark blue scales, riding atop a giant pterosaur—Greyfang.

The short, throwing spear he held in his hand was wreathed in wind and thunder, clearly not an ordinary weapon.

"Ha! The air in the abyss is really choking! Leilia, are you still half asleep?"

Greyfang, with his signature wild smile, shouted at the centaur vanguard who was rushing over.

The years and the increase in strength made his muscular body even more imposing, but the huge teeth revealed when he grinned and the wildness in his eyes remained unchanged.

Most importantly, it's his fluency in speaking.

Over the years, he has long since shed his former stuttering way of speaking and is now able to converse fluently and freely.

A shadowy figure, almost blending into the environment, appeared silently at the top of the city wall, revealing a slender and tall elf figure.

She wore a half-mask, revealing only her deep, dark green eyes, as dark as the night sky, and two slender daggers, like the fangs of venomous snakes, were slung across her waist—Annabelle.

Her appearance seemed to chill the surrounding air, and she merely nodded slightly in the direction of Lelia.

It looks even colder than before.

However, Leilia could tell at a glance that it was just an act.

"boom!"

The earth trembled slightly.

A massive figure, as large as a moving mountain, squeezed out of the passage.

The upper body is covered with thick fur and metal-inlaid armor, and the face is honest but the eyes are full of power.

His lower body was somewhat comically covered by a specially made reinforced metal waist brace.

God Warrior - Karina.

She gave a low growl as a greeting, and her huge bear paw gently patted Leilia's horse's back.

"Karina, don't stay like this forever," a silvery, teasing female voice rang out.

Finally, a centaur figure appeared, dressed in a dark purple priest's robe adorned with blasphemous runes, yet maintaining balance under the power of the divine order—the Blasphemous Priestess Apis.

She leaped down lightly, ignoring the subtle anomalies caused by the slight resonance between the abyss's aura and her power, and went straight over to hug Lelia's horse's neck.

They hadn't seen each other for quite some time.

"elder sister."

Leilia gazed at the familiar faces before her—Greytooth's arrogance, Annabelle's composure, Karina's fortitude, and Apis's wisdom.

It's been quite a while since we formed the Soul Guardian squad.

They grew and separated on their own paths, but under the pressure of this abyss, they reunited at the forefront of this abyss furnace!

"Welcome to the Abyss, everyone."

Her voice carried a hint of barely perceptible smugness. (End of Chapter)