A different world game? A different world game!

Faced with this attack that transcended the concept of speed, Canna did not try to withstand it.

His data-driven thinking had already predicted the attack trajectory.

His figure vanished from his spot in an instant, like a phantom with a poor signal, only to solidify again on a silver plane a kilometer away.

boom--!
The tail strike missed, but instead struck the silver "ground" below where Cana had been hovering.

In the violent explosion, that area was completely blown apart.

The force almost tore the space itself apart, creating countless cracks that overlapped with the surrounding physical cracks, making it appear as if it were a kaleidoscope.

The silver liquid metal was blasted into countless liquid meteors by the violent abyssal power, and scarlet data stream breakpoints flickered everywhere.

The spatial barrier at the explosion's epicenter fluctuated violently and was nearly breached.

Kana turned slightly to the side, watching the spatial ripples still distorting at the edge of the explosion point.

He reached out and tapped lightly in the air.

The swaying space stabilized.

This is something we must maintain, otherwise it will be a huge loss if it affects the Blood Pit Fortress outside.

"The power is decent, but the accuracy and rule utilization are poor. How much energy has the Abyss wasted in its wildness?"

Cana's voice echoed calmly in the space, carrying a hint of data-driven analysis and an undisguised "academic" disdain.

"Insolence! You little bug! You know nothing of the power of the abyss!" The greedy head roared in fury, and all three heads turned around at the same time, once again locking onto Kana with a mixture of lava, poisonous breath, and soul siphon.

“Hiss… hitting the target is the real skill…” the cunning head added darkly.

The tyrannical head roared, "Come out! Don't hide!"

Kana's eyes were cold.

This is an unavoidable emotional detachment he experiences when entering his divine body state.

It's not that all gods become emotionally detached, but rather that most gods are influenced by the rules.

Normal rules only bring about rationalization of the mind because the power of rules is cold.

But many gods could actually easily avoid this.

For Canna, this unavoidable situation is his rule; he is inherently colder and more rational.

The rules themselves are rational, and the power they bring is also rational. With this double superposition, it is very difficult to eliminate their influence.

Under normal circumstances, it is inevitable that Kana will remain unaffected, enter a true godlike state, and begin to use digitized power in battle.

Datafication.

It is inherently orderly, rational, and cold.

His silver arms slowly rose to his chest, his hands loosely clasped.

More silver liquid seeped from the void and the plane beneath his feet, converging into his palm like a swirling river of stars.

At the same time, the scarlet lines, like divine blood, began to condense into a core in his palm.

This time, what he wants to build... is a true war megastructure.

In any case, they are all probing attacks.

Doing something exaggerated, even something flashy, is fine.

Under his will, the liquid metal changed wildly, with huge gears, rotating rings, and deep cannon muzzles rapidly taking shape, and a crimson core powerful enough to annihilate the earth was being generated at its core.

Meanwhile, behind him, the outlines of six alchemical golems, proportionally identical to the body of the god Kana and composed entirely of silver-white metal and crimson energy veins, were gradually solidifying.

They were expressionless, with a cold, data-driven light shining from their cores, locking onto the three weaknesses of Cerberus's energy cores.

Cerberus sensed the gathering, destructive power that threatened the stability of his body, as well as the chilling killing intent emanating from the six gradually becoming clearer puppets.

Alarm bells rang loudly in His heart.

All three heads turned serious.

Although reluctant to admit it, the subtlety with which this minor god controlled rules and energy, as well as the strange puppet creation that combined order and unknown energy, made Him feel a real threat.

It was mainly that feeling of being seen through that made him extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if a gaze was scanning him inside and out, and it was filled with extreme hostility.

As a born god, and one born from the abyss, he is by nature an emotional being.

"enough!"

The greedy head suddenly let out a deafening roar, but it wasn't out of rage; rather, it carried a hint of theatricality.

"Damn the God of Order... his condition today... um... this avatar is still asleep! The spatial rules are too repulsive!"

He forced himself to find a way out.

The cunning leader immediately seized the opportunity: "Hiss... That's right! The rules in this lousy place are too awkward! You're lucky, kid!"

The violent head didn't react in time: "Huh? Not fighting anymore? It's only just gotten warm... ugh?"

It was forcibly suppressed by the will of the middle head.

Cerberus's massive body began to slowly retreat, its six legs treading on the spatial plane still churning in the embers of energy, producing a dull thud, each step shattering a piece of void.

"Humph!"

His three heads gave Karna a final, deep look, especially at the still-unfinished creation of destruction in his palm and the puppet behind him.

"Go ahead and guard your little garbage dump. One more of you won't make a difference to the abyss's festering sores... Next time... next time it won't be so simple."

Leaving behind threats that have no real power seems more like a show of bravado.

His enormous figure tore through the spatial rift and vanished swiftly into the boiling abyssal void.

It seems they were indeed "in poor condition" and thus temporarily withdrew.

The battle came to an abrupt end.

The evil god of the abyss has departed.

The three-headed hound left the battlefield, and even after it left, its three heads were still talking to each other.

"What a nuisance. The young gods just don't know the rules. Everyone should just set off fireworks, but they actually used real ones. It's unbearable."

"You're right, but after all, I've never dealt with him before, so I'll forgive him this time. Next time, let's send those idiots who only know how to fight and kill. The other guy doesn't seem normal either."

"I really don't understand. These righteous gods are even more insane than evil gods like me."

"I haven't even started to exert my strength yet."

"Shut up."

"idiot."

On the original battlefield.

Under Kana's control, the mezzanine space defolded and instantly reconnected with the real battlefield on the 1121st floor.

The magic power that had been accumulating in the crevice erupted in an instant.

It immediately swept across the entire battlefield, even diluting the perpetually dark color of the sky.

They could vaguely see the blue sky and white clouds.

But that was just an illusion caused by the impact of high concentration of magic. The surge of magic made the concentration of magic in the surrounding space extremely high, even to the point of being viscous.

Before the wounded could react, the iron flower structure in the sky began to operate rapidly, with blades floating around the central sphere spinning.

A large amount of viscous magic was absorbed and converted, instantly increasing the brightness of the entire iron flower structure; the magical patterns spreading across it became shimmering. The magical aftershocks left behind by the battle between the two gods in space were formidable.

However, it only lasted for a fleeting moment.

After emerging, Kana threw the interlayer into the abyss.

The effects are not just from the simple simulated concentration, but also from the combined forces of various rules.

One wrong move could cause problems for the surrounding land, not to mention that this is the territory of the Abyss, and chaos is exactly what the other side wants to see.

The battle between gods, its rules and power are like radiation, affecting a large area around them.

Only in areas like the Bloodbath Battlefield can lives fight to their hearts' content and unleash their power.

In other regions, there are still some concerns.

Inside and outside the fortress below, countless eyes were almost constantly fixed on that "transparent battlefield".

When we saw the terrifying three-headed beast roar inexplicably and then "retreat" – combined with the earlier scene of Kana remaining unmoved under the lava impact, the poisonous breath being neutralized, the soul attack being ignored, and the final scene of Kana raising his hand to prepare for a destructive counterattack while the demon god "fled in panic"!

Wow——! ! !
After a brief silence, a deafening roar of ecstasy swept through the Blood Pit Fortress like a tsunami, even reaching the observation posts of the Blood Battle Fortress.

"We won! The leader has won!"

"By the gods above! He has driven away the evil god of the abyss!"

"Look at how those devils are retreating! They must have been terrified of the leader!"

"Long live the Night's Watch! Long live God the Savior!"

The Avengers embraced each other excitedly, their joy at surviving the ordeal mixed with awe of the miracle.

While the Avengers might gladly face death, it's unacceptable for them to be killed by the aftermath of a deity or so easily by a god.

The despairing pressure brought by the three-headed hounds has now become a catalyst for victory.

Kana's prestige among them instantly rose to an unshakeable level.

The Night's Watch soldiers, though disciplined, were now filled with fanaticism and faith, their fists clenched, emitting a silent roar.

They certainly knew of the god Carnaden.

Even though we've known about it for so long, the problem is that after that, Canaden rarely appeared in public. Although everyone understands, they also feel it's a great pity.

That's Kana, you know.

The leader of the Night's Watch, the brightest star in the world, his deeds are something almost every young person should know.

Because it is such a legend.

The problem is that Kana has an extremely good personality, and no one has ever mentioned any problems with his personality.

Even former rivals and enemies.

Within the Night's Watch, Kana's reputation is unquestionable.

Even if Kana asked them to destroy the world on the spot, they would all believe it was Kana's plan.

But after becoming a god.

It will be very difficult to see them again.

Not to mention the battle scene; now they are so close that they have witnessed the battle after their former leader ascended to godhood.

Not to mention just how excited they are right now.

They'll soon be showing off on the channel and becoming the envy of everyone.

Leilia, Greytooth, and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They exchanged glances, all seeing shock and a deeper understanding of Kana's power in each other's eyes.

Apis whispered to Lelia, "Sister...do you really...have any hope?"

She knew, of course, that Leilia also desired to become a god.

At this stage, the core members who have the desire to ascend to godhood, besides the certain Alyris, are only Lelia and Popote.

Apis had never seen Kana make a move before, but now that he had, he had a certain understanding of the gods and wondered if his sister was really capable.

It wasn't that he lacked confidence in his sister, but rather that such a goal was a little too outrageous.

Perhaps only after the dangers of the Void are resolved and they are out of the apocalypse will Leilia be able to ascend to godhood.

Simply put, she felt that the only way to win over her sister was through time.

"No problem, hehe."

Leilia seemed completely unconcerned, clenching her fist and waving it.

Kana, hovering above the battlefield, slowly dispersed the core of destruction he had condensed in his hand and the puppet projection behind him.

His silvery-white arms returned to calm, and the dark red lines disappeared.

The data stream's golden eyes swept across the boiling fortress below and the distant battlefield, showing neither sorrow nor joy.

He clearly "heard" the cheers and misjudgments, but he didn't care.

Although his confrontation with Cerberus was merely a test, he obtained the most valuable "data" he desired—the energy operation patterns, rule manifestation characteristics, and the point of convergence between combat instinct and will of the Abyss God.

Each collision refines his [Abyss God Body Model].

Amid cheers and billowing dust, Kana's figure slowly descended.

The first invasion by the Abyss God has been repelled.

The sky above Blood Pit Fortress still radiates the orderly glow of the iron flower device.

But this is only a temporary respite.

The abyss's festering wounds remain stubbornly rooted here.

Wave after wave of attacks and battle after battle will be the eternal theme here, until the Blood Pit Fortress disappears, or until this Blood War plane disappears.

When the data stream in the eye disappears.

After Kana returned to normal, that resistant and cold feeling began to subside.

"Hmm... I still need to hone my skills. I still can't suppress the cold rationality brought by data when I'm at full power."

While the combat benefits brought by this rationality in battle are absolutely undeniable.

But this complete coldness is not what he wants, because it could very well lead him to do something irreversible on the battlefield.

Kana won't wait until problems arise to solve them, otherwise it will be too late to regret it. Once such problems are discovered, they must be resolved as soon as possible.

"This dog is a scoundrel; you can find scoundrels like that anywhere."

Kana recalled with a hint of helplessness.

While this made the conflicts and battles much easier, it also made the data collected by Kana superficial.

It seems we need to find a way to actively provoke the abyss.

Only by actively stimulating the abyss can it possibly allow god-level combat power to appear there.

It's not that Kana doesn't want to fight the evil god of the abyss in other places, but fighting in such a place allows him to make good use of its data-driven rules and obtain more information.

Otherwise, he would be too busy to stay in the Blood Pit Fortress and this overlapping space.

It's because there's no other way.

Otherwise, go straight to the front lines and fight those abyssal evil gods to the death.

It's much easier than this. (End of Chapter)