A different world game? A different world game!

At the center of the thunder, a dazzling pillar of purple-gold light slowly receded.

A long spear stood proudly, upside down, embedded in the scorched earth, cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.

The spear was over two meters long and its entire body shimmered with holy purple-gold lightning.

The gun barrel seemed to be forged from pure lightning essence, covered with mysterious lightning patterns.

The gun tip was not sharp, but rather had a spiral drill-like structure. Although it was not rotating at high speed at the moment, the surrounding space was being pulled and distorted by the terrifying electricity it emitted, producing a continuous, sharp, high-frequency "sizzling" thunderous sound.

Between the spear tip and the spiral structure lies a spherical lightning core, pulsating wildly and seemingly condensing the thunder of the heavens.

Thunder Ridge

One of the Six Dragon Spears.

The true form of the divine artifact has arrived!

"A divine artifact!" Isabella exclaimed in disbelief, her voice filled with excitement and reverence.

"The power of the savior!" Oliver's weak voice instantly filled with power, and his pale face flushed with excitement.

Baron opened his mouth wide, then burst into a berserker-like roar: "Hahaha! Crush them!"

A fierce fighting spirit ignited in Cedric's eyes.

All weariness and despair were swept away by the divine lightning at this moment.

His left hand still gripped the tower shield [Imperial Wall - Everlasting Mountain Guardian] tightly—the giant shield, illuminated by the lightning of the divine artifact's descent, seemed to be infused with new vitality, its dim inscriptions rekindled.

But his right hand had already gripped the inverted divine spear—"Thunder Spine"—without hesitation!
“Sizzle——!!!”

The moment the arm touched the gun, the wild, yet tamed, divine lightning surged into it.

Cedric seemed to transform into Thor himself.

Destroying Lightning!

Each strike was accompanied by golden-purple lightning that warded off evil.

His shield strikes were no longer just an impenetrable defense, but also carried the terrifying kinetic energy of a thunderous explosion.

Expulsion rules!
This lightning was no ordinary heavenly lightning; it carried the world expulsion law bestowed by Kana, which was aimed at "otherworldly evil."

The damage inflicted on void creatures is not only a dual destruction of physical energy, but also a rejection and erasure at the level of rules.

Speed ​​increase!

The lightning not only brought destructive power, but also activated his body.

Cedric's movements suddenly accelerated, his figure appearing to teleport amidst the surrounding lightning.

A character who was already as heavy as a mountain is now moving as fast as lightning.

Then something terrifying happened.

"[Annihilation Throat]! Accept the judgment of the savior!" Cedric roared thunderously, his left-hand great shield slamming down with immense force.

The other party had no chance to react at all, because it was too fast, like a mountain crashing into them.

"Buzz—Bang!!"

The massive tower shield was no longer a simple block; its surface was covered with dazzling lightning, carrying the divine power to shatter mountains, and slammed into the triangular head of [Annihilation's Throat], which was attempting to reform.

The mountain flew up and then crashed down.

The previously indestructible annihilation ripples became as fragile as paper under the lightning.

The triangular object emitted a piercing cracking sound, and the blue light dimmed by more than half in an instant.

The legendary void monster was struck by this attack, which contained the rules of the world and the power of a divine artifact. Its massive body staggered backward, and the prisms flowing around it emitted mournful cries.

Lightning flashed everywhere.

Space itself began to distort and fluctuate under the lightning.

"A great opportunity! Purify!"

Isabella snapped back to her senses instantly. The Arrow of Destruction, now wreathed in golden-purple lightning bestowed by the artifact, locked onto the wounded triangle with an unprecedented killing intent!

"Die to me!"

Baron's flail was engulfed in raging lightning and flames, and like Thor's hammer, it slammed into the leg joint of [Annihilation's Maw], who was already off balance after being struck by Cedric's shield.

With the added force of lightning, the hard crystal foot shattered with a piercing cracking sound.

Lydia vanished, only to reappear near the monster's core area, her twin blades flashing with deadly arcs of repelling lightning as they sliced ​​through the prism's fissures.

Oliver then channeled all his holy light into Isabella's arrow, and the golden-purple magic-piercing lightning arrow instantly traversed space.

[Obliteration Maw] attempted to gather its last bit of spiritual energy for a razor parry, but the artifact's lightning rules had significantly weakened its resistance.

"puff!"

The beam of light pierced precisely into the core of the triangle that had been cracked by Cedric's shield.

This time, there was no annihilation; the Demon-Slaying Rules combined with the Divine Thunder Expulsion Law instantly triggered a chain reaction.

Blinding, rule-level purifying holy light and lightning erupted violently from within the core.

"Hiss—whoosh—!"

A silent shriek, seemingly from the depths of a distant void, filled with pain and resentment, echoed in everyone's souls, carrying with it a final struggle.

The massive body of the [Throat of Annihilation] convulsed violently, and starting from its core, the prisms crumbled inch by inch, turning into countless specks of stardust that were completely purified by lightning.

Its existence was completely erased from this space by this spear from the gods.

Cedric was panting heavily, the lightning on his shield dimming slightly, but his eyes remained sharp as a blade as he immediately turned to another target.

However, the four-armed Fallen reacted even faster.

Just as Cedric's greatsword struck [Annihilation's Maw] and all attacks focused on it, a trace of emotion appeared in its murky single eye.

It abandoned all resistance without hesitation.

"A false savior! The end... awaits at the very end!"

It left behind only this whisper, tinged with unknown emotions, before turning and crashing into the still-shaking, not yet fully calm, void gate.

The purplish-black vortex of light flickered, like a beast swallowing its prey, instantly engulfing its slender and deformed figure completely.

The door remained wide open, but the cunning and dangerous legendary fallen one had vanished into the endless void beyond.

A brief moment of absolute advantage, instantly killing a powerful enemy, but allowing another powerful threat to escape!

Ran.

The void creatures actually ran away?

“A special individual. We need to record this battle in detail, especially the one who ran away.”

Cedric looked at the Void Gate and said.

……

the other side.

A battlefield for mortals.

The smoke and the pungent smell of burning crystals mingled with the rich stench of blood, creating the infernal atmosphere on the outskirts of Hamton.

After the temporarily forgotten heart of the battlefield, the makeshift defenses on the edge of the town had long since turned into a living hell.

The makeshift barricades built by the militia with their lives have been submerged by the swarming swarm of crystalline insects.

A distorted purple light flickered in the eyes of these farmers and hunters who should have been simple and honest, replacing reason and fear.

They roared, no longer in human language, but in chaotic syllables mixed with shrieks from the void, their bodies crystallizing and distorting at a visible speed.

From struggling warriors, they transformed into new "infected" individuals, turning against their former neighbors.

"Stay calm! Don't...don't look into their eyes!"

Old Sheriff Hans's voice was hoarse and broken, his left arm twisted unnaturally, dark purple crystals stubbornly climbing up the wound. The excruciating pain and the tearing whispers in his mind almost made him faint, but he bit his bloodied lips hard, his right hand still gripping the chipped machete, using his body to block several crystal-footed insects trying to leap over the collapsed beams.

Beside him, a young guard knelt on the ground, his hands tightly covering the ears on both sides of his helmet, bright red blood seeping from between his fingers and dripping onto the grayish-white dust.

His body trembled violently, his eyes were bloodshot, but he stubbornly did not completely collapse. Occasionally, he could let out an unintelligible roar and kick away the filthy claws that approached.

That was proof of a spirit that had been severely eroded and was on the verge of collapse, yet still resisted with the last shred of instinct.

More and more soldiers and survivors are falling into this state—splitting headaches, sensory confusion, and bleeding from all seven orifices.

But he still hadn't completely put down the crude weapon in his hand, as if grasping at a tattered straw in an endless abyss.

The pervasive sense of emptiness seemed to drain all life away, and the low-level groans of the void, combined with the painful roars of the infected and the cries of humans before their deaths, formed a symphony of despair.

Just then, a shrill scream pierced the chaotic battlefield!
Several dark figures, like arrows tearing through the night, swooped down from different directions, their heavy, forged steel hooves stomping heavily on the densest part of the swarm, splattering blood, flesh, and shattered amethyst crystals.

"Night Watch squad arrived! Coordinates locked! Clear the landing zone!"

"Night Watchers - Provisional Operations Squad 7, in position! Long-range firepower to cover the left flank swarm!"

"Ninth Squad, eliminate the target who has breached the defenses!"

A new Chocobo Rider!
Five elite Night's Watch squads, dressed similarly to Cedric's squad but with distinct insignia and auras, appeared as if divine intervention.

Although their individual strength may not reach the level of the members of the Soul Guardian Squad, they have excellent teamwork, are well-equipped, and have an efficient and ruthless fighting style.

They instantly cut into the most dangerous area of ​​the battlefield.

The rangers' magically powered weapons precisely targeted and killed the Rippers surging towards the town.

Warriors and knights wielded their enchanted weapons, carving brief gaps through the swarm of insects.

The spellcaster quickly set up a simple protective array or released a small-scale dispelling shockwave, giving the collapsing defenses a chance to breathe.

"Support! It's the Night's Watch's support!"

Hans was almost moved to tears. This brief assistance, though unable to immediately turn the tide, was like a shot of adrenaline, igniting a glimmer of hope in the eyes of the soldiers still struggling and resisting in pools of blood.

But this is just the beginning, a buffer before a bigger storm.

Suddenly, a deep and rhythmic rumble came from the western horizon, like distant thunder, but even heavier and more orderly.

Immediately afterwards, a huge shadow appeared in the moonlight like a moving mountain.

It's a legion!
The Legion of the Lightbringers.

Without a moment's rest, this mighty army of the Night's Watch displayed breathtaking efficiency in warfare.

Hundreds of well-trained, heavily armored chocobos were rapidly propelled forward, carrying massive folding modules on their backs, to their designated positions.

The area had already been cleared by the Night Watch squad that had just rushed over.

"Boom! Crack!"

The metal structure unfolds, engages, and locks instantly.

In just a dozen breaths, the open spaces and street corner ruins that were originally occupied by crystal-footed insects were replaced by rapidly constructed low walls, bunkers, and makeshift fortresses that shimmered with runic light.

This is the Night's Watch's unique modular defensive structure, the Folding Defense Wall.

Teams of combat spellcasters and alchemists began to chant together from behind the lines to activate a larger device—the [Holy Light Purification Tower].

The soft yet resilient light, like a giant umbrella, quickly enveloped a large area.

Those maddening whispers and sharp mental attacks were instantly and significantly weakened.

The wounded soldier's screams subsided noticeably, and the bloodshot in his eyes began to recede.

Medical teams, dressed in white coats and carrying huge iron cabinets, surged towards the wounded soldiers and civilians like a burst dam.

"Suppress the infection! Eliminate contamination! Prioritize stabilizing vital signs!" The medical officer's calm command pierced through the noise.

A special potion was injected, and alchemical tweezers emitting a green glow swiftly removed the amethyst corrosion from the wound. The soft light of the [Life Stabilizer] shone on the injured person.

The most intimidating are those large war machines.

"Purger vehicles in position! Blazing Light Path activated!"

At the command, several heavy-duty van-like vehicles emitted a deep rumble.

The cannon-like firing port was pointed towards the densest part of the swarm—whoosh! A blinding, almost liquid torrent of alchemical flames surged forth.

This flame not only carried devastatingly high temperatures, but also incorporated the energy of order. Wherever it passed, crystal-footed worms, hissers, and even fragile infected were instantly reduced to charcoal and smoke, like pieces of paper thrown into a furnace.

The firewalls continued to advance, forcibly carving out one insurmountable "death isolation zone" after another in the surging purple tide.

A dense rain of arrows, combined with enchanted alchemical bombs, began a saturation attack.

Low-level void creatures in each area were systematically eliminated, an efficiency far superior to that of small-scale battles.

Once the rift or void gate is fully opened, the only option is for the Lightbringer squad to suppress it from all sides.

"The defense line is initially stable! Cleanup of the surrounding contaminants is underway!"

"The medical team is transferring the seriously injured to different areas!"

"Continue building secondary containment lines! Reduce the contaminated area!"

Calm commands echoed through the Legion channel.

Channels are no longer limited to text as they used to be.

Some important channels have long been able to transmit voice messages through permissions.

Moreover, as long as it is within the scope of the world order's power, it can move freely without hindrance.

Although the Void Gate continued to cause trouble, the collapse on the outskirts of the town was finally brought to a halt after the arrival of this heavily armed and well-trained legion.

And at this moment, before the Gate of the Void.

The Guardians Squad – Cedric, Baron, Isabella, Lydia, Oliver.

Like five blood-stained steel statues.

Cedric remained standing at the forefront, his right hand gripping the Thunderspine Spear, which had just performed a great feat and was now only emitting faint arcs of electricity, while his left hand held a giant shield, his breathing heavy.

Oliver's holy light continued to surround the squad members, healing their injuries and dispelling the intrusion of the void's aura, but his face remained pale.

Before them, the deep vortex within the Void Gate churned endlessly.

Although the initial terrifying aura was dispelled by the divine gun, the functionality of this stable door remained formidable.

More and more Destroyer-type Void Creatures, Soul Rifts, and even hordes of Clawed War Beasts poured out of the gate like an assembly line.

The Soul Guardians were like a rock standing before the source of the waterfall, enduring the most intense and continuous impact.

Their swords, giant hammers, arrows, and poisoned blades intertwined to form a deathly domain, each swing capable of slaying or severely injuring their target.

But "quantity" itself is an overwhelming force.

The number of monsters that spewed out of the door far exceeded the killing limit of the five of them.

Almost every second, several crystal-footed insects, clawed war beasts, and even small destroyers, with their sheer numbers, would squeeze out from the edges and gaps of their blockade like a mudslide, attempting to rejoin the battlefield in the direction of the town.

However, unlike before, when these escaped fish tried to rush towards the chaotic town below, they were no longer met with desperate screams.

Either it was a precise pinpoint kill by the outer defenses of the Guardian Legion! An enchanted arrow or a burst of alchemical flames instantly took it away.

Either they are intercepted and killed by the lower-ranking Night Watch squads that arrive later!

Although the torrent surging from the void gate was still fierce, a sturdy dike had been built below it.

The Soul Guardians were like a nail, firmly anchored at the source of the flood, weakening its power.

After all, they now possess a divine artifact, and they must do their utmost to expand their gains during the artifact's duration.

Meanwhile, the Guardians of Light, with astonishing speed and power, erected an even grander barrier downstream of this torrent, beginning to isolate the destruction and gradually clearing away the accumulated "contamination."

The grind of flesh and blood continued to grind, but the scales of victory, finally tipping in the direction of order with difficulty and determination after this critical moment. (End of Chapter)