A different world game? A different world game!

early morning.

The golden autumn sun shines down warmly.

It turns the vast fields into a boundless golden ocean.

A gentle breeze blows, the rice paddies ripple and rustle, and the air is filled with the rich fragrance of ripe grain.

The tranquil town of Hamton is nestled in this golden landscape, with wisps of smoke rising from chimneys, children chasing and playing by the mill, and farmers driving their fully loaded horse-drawn carts slowly along the dirt roads—a scene of peace and tranquility.

This place is like a peaceful town from a fairy tale.

The place where home is located.

On the edge of town, a two-story building made of solid rock and bearing the Night's Watch emblem stands, which is the Night's Watch's stronghold.

Many years ago.

The Night's Watch's strongholds are still established in a hidden form in towns or cities, usually in the form of taverns.

But when the Night's Watch officially revealed themselves to the world a few years ago, there was no longer any need to hide their stronghold.

Although the Night's Watch initially called themselves a neutral organization.

But how many countries are willing to believe in the Night's Watch and allow them to establish a foothold on their territory?
Nobody wants to.

Unless you're an idiot.

Even the Church of Holy Light spent hundreds of years winning the trust of various countries before it was able to establish churches and exercise its missionary rights in those countries.

Moreover, there are various restrictions.

Many times, we have to go against the sacred doctrines of the church and watch problems arise.

But since the rat extermination campaign ended.

Things would then be different.

Although the Night's Watch has effectively become the world's largest organization, surpassing even the most powerful nations.

However, they still call themselves a neutral organization and have no intention of seeking hegemony.

Although they occupy a large part of the Leviathan continent, they have essentially become the masters of that continent.

On the contrary, the continent of Anvian, the homeland of the Night's Watch, has always been vying with the Night's Watch for dominance over both openly and covertly.

Even though the Night Watchers' merchants have completely taken control of their country's basic resources.

that's it.

The night watchmen still maintained that they were harmless.

But who can blame them when they're stronger, and they have a god backing them up? They just have to accept it.

This led to the fact that, from then on, the strongholds that were originally hidden within various countries were now openly exposed, and suitable fortifications were built.

Fortunately, the Night's Watch did not go too far.

No more than one squad of Night's Watchmen shall be stationed at each fortress.

A squad of Night's Watchmen consists of no more than five people.

At most outposts, the squads are never able to muster enough members.

Moreover, the fortresses are located in some insignificant places and do not pose a military threat.

Moreover, the fortress was very small, almost like a small manor.

It was precisely because of the Night's Watch's actions that they did not provoke a backlash from various countries.

Although he was domineering, at least he still acted like a human being and didn't go too far.

Inside the outpost, a four-person team was preparing to begin their patrol for the day.

Captain Jack was a weathered human warrior, one hand resting on the hilt of the standard longsword at his waist.

The other three are the agile half-elf ranger Ella, the young dwarf warlock Bran with the serious expression typical of an apprentice, and the taciturn treant druid Mog carrying a huge medicine chest.

The Night's Watch's class system gives dwarves the ability to freely wield their magic.

congratulations.

As for classes like Warlocks and Druids, there is no class system for them.

Both of them are certified as mages in the professional system, but they have different directions for skill transformation and different paths to take.

The three professions of the Night's Watch have long since become the most basic foundation over the years.

The Night Watch, based on their own energy management system and professional system, planned out various branches for each profession, which could be learned and matched according to different directions and interests.

This outpost team has a simple yet important mission: to monitor energy fluctuations in the area.

Based on routine detection and sporadic reports, several unusual, faint energy ripples have appeared in the vicinity that cannot be immediately identified.

“Bran, take your 'Buzzbug,' let’s go to the second block.” Old Jack patted the dwarf on the shoulder.

The exquisite alchemical detector in Bran's hand—shaped like a small brass worm made of intricate gears and pale blue crystal—was emitting a soft, steady hum, its pointer steadily pointing to the baseline.

Perhaps it's because of Kana's influence.

When the Night's Watch builds various alchemical devices, they are willing to design a reasonable biological form for these devices if possible.

The patrol was conducted at a leisurely pace.

They stopped at the edges of wheat fields, near streams, and at the entrances to woodlands—places where energy might converge.

Ella was in charge of guiding the direction, while Bran carefully touched the detector's sensing crystal to the ground or air, squinted to read the jumping numbers and waveforms on the dial, and carefully recorded them in the leather log.

Mog would occasionally place his palms on the ground or a tree trunk, close his eyes, and resonate with nature's senses to feel the whispers of the earth.

Old Jack surveyed the surrounding tranquility with his sharp eyes.

Although the job wasn't demanding, they didn't slack off at all.

Experience tells them that more than half of the abnormal fluctuations may be hiding a threat.

The world is sliding into an abyss, and every anomaly may harbor deadly dangers and cause irreparable harm.

Therefore, they need to always be cautious.

They deeply cherish the unique tranquility and warmth of Hamton and are determined not to see any crisis shatter it.

Time slipped away slowly amidst this kind of work.

This is the job of the outpost night watchmen.

It's steady and monotonous, yet relaxing and pleasant.

As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow paints the fields in a magnificent amber hue.

Just as they finished exploring the fourth block and were preparing to return to their base through an apple orchard laden with heavy fruit.

The detector in Bran's hand suddenly emitted a high-frequency buzzing sound that was completely different from before.

The pointer swung wildly across a rarely touched red zone on the dial, while the crystal core flickered with an unstable, cold purple light.

"team leader!"

Bran's voice carried a hint of uncertain tension.

“This value… has a very strange fluctuation pattern! The intensity isn’t very high, but I’ve never seen the frequency composition before. There are many possibilities, and it’s definitely not safe.”

He handed the instrument to old Jack and Ella, then turned to a blank page in the logbook, quickly sketched the strange waveform, and recorded the precise values.

Ella frowned slightly: "It's not the usual elemental disorder, nor is it the aura of demonic corruption... There are no similar fluctuations from evil gods, it feels... very 'empty'?"

Mog's thick fingers gently traced the instrument's casing, his bark-like face also appearing solemn: "There's a slight sense of withering... a very subtle form of destruction."

Old Jack carefully examined the data, then cautiously looked around. Apart from the chirping of cicadas and the rustling of fruit in the wind, everything seemed normal.

I'm not sure.

They were, after all, just a small outpost squad of the Night Watchers. Although they belonged to the Night Watchers, they didn't have much relevant experience.

You can only see the normal, experienced, and most likely types.

Fortunately, the Night's Watch's communication capabilities are beyond question.

Since there are things we're unsure about, we should let the professionals handle it.

He made a decisive decision: "Send it back to headquarters immediately for comparison! Ensure the records are complete." With this unsettling feeling, the team embarked on their journey home.

Following the country lanes, the outline of the town came into view in the distance.

Under the golden glow of the setting sun, the windmill in the mill turned slowly, farmers drove their cattle back to their pens, and the enticing aroma of freshly baked bread wafted from several farmhouses.

Looking at all this, Ella took a deep breath. "I really hope this is just a malfunction."

Old Jack nodded silently, his gaze becoming even more profound. This land, which carries the ordinary happiness of countless people, is precisely where their existence lies.

Their base is very special.

What makes it special is that this was one of the original strongholds.

What is meant by the initial established outpost?
That was when the Night's Watch began to establish outposts in connection with Cana's plan; they were the first to venture out to sea.

This outpost was built at that time.

It has been more than ten years.

They were lucky; they were the same team from ten years ago.

They are both night watchmen and members of this small town.

Some of the young people in the town are even children they've watched grow up.

Some talented individuals, through their introductions, have already become members of the Night's Watch, shining brightly on the front lines.

It can be said.

In a way, this small town has become part of the watchmen in another country.

Back in the sturdy stone house at their stronghold, Bran quickly connected to the Night's Watch's encrypted "channel."

Bran connected the instrument, carefully recounted his findings, and precisely injected all the recorded abnormal waveforms and data into the blue light through a miniature magic circle controlled by his fingertips.

The blue light then converts it into a special runic code, and then sends this runic code out through the channel.

"Data sent, Hamton outpost, Block 4 edge."

After sending the message, he leaned back heavily in his chair and rubbed his temples.

He harbored a vague sense of unease.

He was already an old Night's Watchman.

This vague unease told him that his intuition was giving him a warning.

The possibility of danger is higher now.

Ugh.

Thousands of miles away, standing at the heart of the vast land, the city of the Ring Tower is the soul of the Night Watchers.

The enormous, pitch-black tower, like a silent, towering giant, pierces the clouds.

Surrounding its tower, floating islands and castles house countless functional departments, like stars guarding the main moon.

Below is a densely populated city.

Inside one of the small floating towers, whose outer walls shimmered with complex arcane runes, the abnormal energy fluctuation monitoring unit was operating quietly.

This is the nerve ending beneath the intelligent brain of the [Great Library].

In the spacious hall, a dozen or so people dressed in scholar's robes or practical simple clothes were focused on the countless rune screens floating in front of them, with information flowing like a river.

An elven arcanist with half-grown ears tapped the screen, receiving routine reports from various locations.

The heart of the Night's Watch.

Some of the experimental results from the [Earthly Divine Kingdom] have already been secretly put into use to collect data.

Even these Night Watchmen were unaware that the items they were using were related to this plan.

In their view, it was merely an application and transformation of the data-driven power of the Night's Watch's blessing.

Suddenly, a new data stream came in from the "Hamton - Outpost Squad Routine" marker.

Cassandra, the young human operator in charge of the East Zone channel, unconsciously raised her eyebrows.

She skillfully accessed the data, and the unique waveform immediately unfolded on her personal screen.

Her slender fingers flew across the air, drawing up a vast reservoir of anomalous energy for high-speed cross-comparison.

This is the Night's Watch's alchemical calculation brain.

It is the alchemical technology of blood magic.

"Index: Eastern Region Abnormal Waveform Comparison... Excluding Elemental Tides... Excluding Secondary Plane Leakage... Excluding Known Abyssal Contamination Waveforms..."

"Secondary Index: Unknown Energy Waveform... Frequency Characteristic Analysis..."

"Advanced matching: Similar records... Key feature relationships..."

"Keyword matching: 'Zan Gu Skull Master' Relic fluctuation? ... Mismatch ... World Barrier Stress Detection ... Excessive Deviation ... Search Related Records ... Historical Archives ... Void ... Searching..."

"...Match! Historical records: Void Vanguard...Precursor to the Fourth Invasion...Disperser energy signature...92.7% similarity!"

Cassandra gasped sharply, her pupils contracted abruptly, her fingers froze instantly, and the color drained from her face.

"No...impossible!"

She gasped, her voice trembling with barely concealed terror, “Void energy! It’s an abnormal fluctuation in the void! This…this means a void rift…is about to forcefully open in the Hamton region!”

The void, the source of the apocalypse.

The reason for the existence of the Night's Watch.

Every Night's Watchman knows this clearly.

Even an office worker like her has experienced the baptism of facing the void.

She came here simply because she couldn't lift her sword in the face of this baptism of emptiness.

The number of void pits is currently limited.

With the four gods driven away, except for the Blood God.

As the wicked rats disappeared.

With the god Carnaden.

With the combined power of the two evil gods, the world was able to rebuild its barriers.

This is only a temporary measure.

But this prevented the world from experiencing any more rifts in the void for many years.

but now.

Started again?
The alarm runes instantly flashed a blinding crimson light in mid-air in the department lobby, and a piercing buzz tore through the calm!
The entire department was instantly frozen in a tense atmosphere.

"Minister! This is a top priority!"

Cassandra's voice trembled slightly; the information had been transmitted directly to her superiors at the highest urgency level.

"Confirmed location: Central Plains, Anvion Continent, near Hamton!"

And the superiors responded even faster.

"Find the nearest Soul Guardian squad around the target location."

In such a crisis, the first priority is to ensure the survival of the highest combat strength.

Otherwise, even if enough soldiers were sent, they would suffer heavy casualties in the face of the emerging legendary forces.

This is an extremely unreasonable plan.

It will cause great and unnecessary damage.

Therefore, in necessary crisis situations, the first priority is to ensure the existence of legendary military force.

The Soul Guardians were created for this very situation.

Therefore, projects should be prioritized. (End of Chapter)