A different world game? A different world game!

This was the first time they had ever encountered a void creature so willing to communicate.

Because this was the first time they had seen this, apart from Cedric needing to block his opponent, everyone else actually stopped what they were doing and just remained alert, listening quietly.

Because this is a rare individual.

He kept talking to them, even though they couldn't understand the language he spoke, the thoughts he uttered clearly conveyed his meaning directly.

Although the other party's expression was mixed with fragmented descriptions.

Perhaps it's due to the other person's past habits.

But regardless, this is an opportunity.

Its words, like venom seeping in, painted a future far more despairing than the legendary battle before them.

Countless void tentacles are quietly burrowing into the world's veins, and a deadly virus is spreading silently.

This is precisely the most dangerous part of its language—it communicates, it describes reality, and in doing so, it undermines the will to resist.

Every revelation of "intelligence" serves as an "anchor" to its own existence.

To resist the force that keeps pulling it into pure nothingness.

The mental barrier is its only weapon against ultimate annihilation, and communication is the way to wield this weapon.

For some reason, the Night's Watch members present understood it that way.

This is a pitiful life that has been completely corrupted by the void and has become a member of the void.

But perhaps because of its legendary rules, it has retained the characteristics of the way of thinking it once was.

That's why it's so special.

They kept rambling on about the misery of their past, the helplessness and despair they felt, even with a hint of mockery.

But useful information is also mixed in with this rambling.

“When you come to your senses… you will find… behind the lines of defense for which you have bled…” It pointed its amethyst spear-like arm toward Hamton Town, its deep voice filled with seductive sorrow.

"It was already covered with purple 'moss'... The children would stop laughing, their eyes filled only with bewilderment and fear of the impending despair."

"The old man huddled in the cellar, listening to the sound of the earth being chewed. The meaning of your battle is as fleeting as dewdrops in the sunlight..."

These words transformed into images, beginning to invade everyone's minds.

"enough!"

Isabella shouted sharply, forcefully cutting off the infiltration of the other party's mental discourse.

We can't let it keep going on and on. Although it may contain useful information, it will also damage their morale.

If they fail to hold them off, the problem will be even more serious.

The elven face was shrouded in anger and the chill emanating from the images in his mind.

Without hesitation, the magic-piercing arrow in her hand turned towards the newly emerged threat, and light rapidly gathered on the bowstring.

This guy's mental attacks are far more insidious than mere destruction!

"Noisy!"

Barron roared, expressing his most basic anger at those inflammatory words.

The massive flail ignored the lower creatures, steam roared, alchemical flames surged once more, and the giant hammer, with the force of splitting mountains, smashed straight down on the four-armed monster!

Lydia's figure suddenly emerged from stealth, her target no longer a weak point, but an attempt to disrupt the rhythm and coordination of the four arms' attacks with her poisoned twin blades.

Prevent it from aiding [Annihilation Throat] or launch a fatal attack directly.

Oliver's Holy Light Scepter immediately turned towards this new source of mental pollution, and a strong aura of mental protection and resistance instantly enveloped his teammates, attempting to counteract the "corrosion" and "despair" inducement implied in the opponent's words.

Cedric's pressure increased sharply.

One [Annihilation Throat] was enough for him to maintain the stalemate.

Now, this Fallen Legend, though only at level eleven, has appeared with its sinister words and unclear tactical intentions, instantly shattering the local balance of power.

He had to rely on his teammates to hold off the new monster, and his teammates had just gone through a fierce battle and were exhausted.

Moreover, it was already very difficult for him to face a level 12 Void Legendary on his own, so he was waiting for his teammates to make time so they could work together.

Now that another one has appeared, it's impossible for his teammates to spare any time to support him.

The four-armed monster moved with breathtaking fluidity as it faced the combined attack of Baron and Lydia.

The shield precisely parried Baron's powerful flail hammer strike, producing a dull thud.

At the same time, the crystal blade drew a chilling arc, forcing Lydia's poison blade back. Its speed, arriving before Lydia, demonstrated the terrifying combat instinct enhanced by the void.

Isabella's magic-piercing arrow was narrowly deflected by the crystal hammer swung by its other arm, grazing its crystal-armored shoulder and leaving a burn mark.

It seemed in no hurry to launch a devastating attack, but instead continued its echoing whispers, like a leech, while defending and dodging.

"Angry? Hateful? These fragile emotions are merely catalysts that hasten your embrace of emptiness... Feel the depletion of your power... Exhaustion will gnaw at your will."

"When the endless purple ocean finally engulfs your vision, filling every inch of your world... when despair becomes the only tangible reality... you... will join me, or... become like it, pure... symbols of destruction. That... is the true... destiny!"

The battle instantly intensified, but also sank into an even deeper quagmire.

Baron's attacks were ferocious, but they were unable to truly shake the opponent's arm shields and crystal armor defenses.

Lydia's speed and the poison blade were much less effective against the inanimate crystallized body.

Isabella needed to be distracted by the movements of [Annihilation's Maw] while also sniping at the corrupted one who kept uttering mental whispers, thus diverting the threat of her arrows.

On Cedric's side, [Obliteration Maw] clearly sensed the arrival of reinforcements, and the power of "Echoes of Annihilation" suddenly increased.

The spinning prismatic head blazed with intense blue light, and the invisible spiritual razor grew heavier and sharper.

Cedric felt his "Unwavering Will" armor groan under the strain, and the golden light on the shield flickered violently once more.

The cracks in the crystallized ground beneath his feet were widening, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his muscles were trembling from the excessive exertion.

The timely attacks from his two teammates forced [Annihilation Maw] to be unable to launch a full-scale attack, but the opponent only needed to maintain pressure to keep Cedric from paying attention to anything else and to retreat step by step.

Worse still, without Isabella and Baron's firepower to suppress them, the low-level void swarms at the edge of the area that had just been cleared surged toward Hamton Town like ants smelling blood.

The militia's defensive line teetered on the brink of collapse amidst several more piercing screams and the roars of the converted.

Sweat beaded on Oliver's forehead. He not only had to maintain the "Holy Radiance Domain" to provide mental and spiritual protection for his teammates and heal the townspeople constantly affected by mental attacks on the battlefield, but he also had to support Cedric's crumbling mental barrier.

The pressure from the Holy Light was immense; even the scepter that bore its power began to emit a faint hum, and the gem at the top of the scepter flickered.

Fighting on two fronts, they are constrained at every turn.

The newly arrived Void Legend did not seem to win with overwhelming power, but rather with its unique communication instincts, dragging the "Guardians" team into a desperate quagmire of both mental and physical exhaustion.

Like a constantly whispering shadow, it loomed over the battlefield, causing the scales of victory to tip toward destruction at an ever-increasing speed. Deep within the vortex of the Void Gate, the colossal energy tentacle was about to complete its final condensation, slowly opening like a demonic eye from the abyss.

The battlefield was soaked in the purple of despair.

The Void Gate stood as stable as a mountain, its deep purple vortex spewing forth endless destruction.

The crystal-footed insects converged into a putrid tide, and the shrieks of the shriekers and the roars of the lower-level twisted beings overlapped, forming a death symphony powerful enough to tear apart the will of mortals.

They bypassed the "Guardians" squad, which was being held back by the two Void Legends, and surged like a burst dam towards the distant, brightly lit, screaming town of Hamton.

The militia's defenses, weakened by invisible fear and physical impact, were as fragile as paper, on the verge of collapse.

A fierce battle! A truly fierce battle!

Cedric felt that his heavy shield had become a shackle that weighed down his life.

[Throat of Annihilation] The cold "Echo of Annihilation" was like an icicle, relentlessly chiseling at the walls of his will.

The golden mountain phantom, representing the rule of "immovability," dimmed and cracked under the crushing force of the rules of the twelfth-level void existence.

Each time he parried and counterattacked, it was like pushing rocks against a mountain torrent, and the blood gushing from his mouth carried the sweet, metallic taste of his internal organs.

His health points are also being reduced.

As he continued to retreat, large sections of the crystallized earth beneath his feet shattered and collapsed.

Isabella's fingers kept pulling on the bowstring, the continuous barrage of anti-magic arrows making her arms numb and her soul ache.

She attempted to snipe the cluster of targets rushing towards the town, but as soon as the arrow left the bowstring, the rule interference of [Annihilation's Throat] wrapped around her like invisible tentacles, causing the holy light to deviate.

They could only watch helplessly as the purple filth spread.

Baron's roar was filled with blood and foam, and his ferocious hammer blows were repeatedly thwarted by the four-armed Fallen's shield and crystal blade.

The opponent cunningly dodged his full-force blow, spreading a deeper despair through his words and his cloudy compound eyes.

"Look, you iron man of the great hammer, how insignificant your strength is before nothingness! Think of the children being torn apart..."

Baron was consumed by rage; the alchemical engine groaned within his heavy armor, and the light of the Flaming Flails dimmed.

Lydia, in her phantom form, wielded twin blades with ghostly speed, yet they proved largely ineffective against the absolute defense formed by the opponent's four crystallized arms.

The poisoned blade left only shallow marks on the crystal armor, the effectiveness of the cursed poison being greatly weakened by the purely non-living structure.

She was forced back time and time again, unable to find a fatal flaw.

Oliver's face was ashen, and the light from his Holy Light Scepter flickered erratically.

He was like a string stretched to its limit, simultaneously maintaining the "Holy Radiance Domain" to protect the mental health of his team members, healing the militiamen tormented by the whispers of the void in the distance, and struggling to support Cedric's crumbling mental fortress.

Excessive exertion nearly caused him to collapse, with large beads of sweat mixed with traces of blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Under such high pressure, even the data-driven night watchmen are starting to feel the strain.

Time was passing slowly, each second accompanied by more screams and sounds of destruction coming from the direction of the town.

Even in the depths of Cedric's rock-solid will, cracks of despair appeared.

"Hold the line... Hamton's squad traded their lives for time... And what about us? Are we just going to watch the town turn to ashes on the land they were protecting?"

Such an ending... would be too painful!
The pain is unbearable!
at this time.

A deep-seated realization pierced his heavy thoughts like lightning!

He remembered!

That message he saw in the High Hall when the information about the "Six Dragon Spears" was shared with the core Night's Watch.

【My God is Here】: All beings who identify with or believe in 【Blood Silver Savior】 can invoke the power of God's divine spear through devout prayer.

No complicated rituals or lengthy preparations are required.

In dire straits, there is only sincere hope for the world and the deepest, most heartfelt prayer for protection.

Cedric bit his tongue hard, and the sharp pain instantly brought his nearly broken will together.

His belief in protecting his teammates, the town, and the polluted land beneath his feet, mixed with the last glimmer of hope in this desperate situation, transformed into the most direct and devout cry in his heart:
"My Lord—Karna!! In the name of your faithful Night's Watch, in the name of the Bloodsilver Savior! We need your strength! For the will of the Night's Watch! My God, here—!"

Like the first bolt of lightning in the vast universe of creation!
“Boom——!!!!!”

Above the sky, without any dark clouds gathering, a purple-gold thunderbolt that pierced through the heavens and earth suddenly exploded.

This sound transcended the boundaries of physics, carrying the sacred power of purifying chaos and expelling evil, instantly tearing apart all the noise of the battlefield.

The entire space shook violently.

Where the earth-shaking thunder passed.

Countless forces began to manifest.

Purify!
Centered on the point where the artifact descended, an area within several miles was swept by an invisible, divine storm.

All the surging low-level void creatures—Crystal-footed worms, hissers, and twisted beings—were like sludge thrown into a high-temperature furnace, instantly annihilated into ashes before they could even scream.

disperse!

Within the spinning prismatic head of [Annihilation's Throat], the deep, eerie blue light flickered violently, as if struck by an invisible hammer.

Its "Echoes of Annihilation" domain, which permeated the battlefield, was like a burst bubble, experiencing a moment of violent chaos and collapse.

For the first time, a faint change of emotion appeared in the murky single eye of the four-armed Fallen One. The distorted light mist surrounding its head was dispersed for a moment by the power of the thunder, revealing its face below, which was covered with purple cracks and frozen with pain and astonishment.

deterrence!

The enormous void gate, which had just stabilized and was emanating an ominous suction force, saw its energy at the edges of the gate frame fluctuate and splash wildly like startled water.

The entire door shook violently, like a dangerous lens about to break free of its frame, seemingly about to collapse at any moment.

However, it is clear that the Void Gate is not so easily interrupted, but the fact that it is affected is enough to prove the power of this weapon.

Blessings!

Fine yet powerful golden-purple arcs of electricity leaped and coiled across the bodies of all the night watchmen.

Whether it was the exhausted Baron, Isabella, and Lydia, the nearly exhausted Oliver, the struggling Cedric, or even the five chocobos desperately killing the remaining insects.

All the Night's Watchmen felt a powerful force from the very source of the world, a force that drove away the aliens, flowing into their bodies.

The physical fatigue was dispelled, and the pollution and whispers deep within the soul were instantly cleansed.

Furthermore, a destructive lightning energy carrying the attributes of "exorcising evil" and "repelling evil" was temporarily imprinted on their attacks.

Each of their attacks now carried a deadly punitive force against the void creatures! (End of Chapter)