A different world game? A different world game!

"Well done!"

Instead of being afraid, the soldiers on the city wall roared in fury.

The anger that had been suppressed for too long finally found an outlet.

"For the Night's Watch! For our home!"

"Kill these scum!"

"Give back my brothers' lives!"

Morale was at its peak!

The Night Watch soldiers calmly and precisely pulled the triggers, unleashing a torrent of enchanted bullets and energy beams.

The adventurers displayed their unique skills, with fireballs, ice spikes, holy light, and poisoned arrows converging into a devastating torrent.

The heavy ballistae on the watchtower roared, and thick bolts pinned the charging behemoths to the ground.

The automatic magic turrets spewed flames, tearing through the beast horde with scorched wounds.

"Buzz!"

The Obelisk of Order has been activated.

A silvery-gray energy fluctuation suddenly spread out.

Those simple geometric patterns, faintly visible in the air, appear and disappear intermittently.

These intermittently appearing patterns collided with the surfaces of the rushing void creatures, influencing and changing something.

The surfaces of these void creatures showed signs of melting and dimming, but it did not seem to cause any direct damage to them.

But there is no doubt that it has had some impact.

An enchanted arrow flew in.

It pierced through the crystallized protective shell of a void creature in an instant, tearing it apart like a crisp biscuit.

The obelisk's radiant order effectively weakens the contaminated armor on the surface of the void creatures, amplifying the attack's effectiveness.

"Attack! These damn purple glass shards, they've softened and turned into crunchy cookies!"

One of the adventurers immediately noticed the difference, burst into laughter, and shouted maniacally.

"kill!"

A barrage of attacks began to pour forth.

The power it caused was greater than any of their previous matches.

They actually managed to clear out a space.

The first wave of surging impact was actually contained and torn apart in front of the city wall.

"Open the city gates—!!!"

The deafening command resounded across the battlefield through the amplification array.

Rumble!
The heavy steel gates rose with a roar, driven by gears and magic.

The city gate in the middle of the protective wall was opened.

"charge--!!!"

At the command of the leader of the Heavy Knights, lances gleaming with battle aura pointed straight ahead.

Fortunately, the attack that had just been unleashed had cleared a undisturbed open space in front of them, and it wouldn't be filled in immediately.

“Go, go, go!”

"kill!!"

The impatient charge, like a torrent of steel bursting its banks, swept across the suspension bridge and crashed into the void creature tide, which had just suffered a setback and was now in disarray.

Like a bulldozer ploughing the land, it kicked up billowing dust and instantly scooped into the garbage blanket made of purple creatures.

Instantly, purple fragments of limbs flew everywhere.

The neighing of warhorses, the roars of knights, the battle cries of orcs, and the muffled thuds of weapons cleaving through armor and flesh instantly became the main theme.

The entire battlefield suddenly became intense.

The battle seems to have changed from what it used to be.

Except for the very beginning, they haven't left the city to fight for quite some time.

Just as the charging group tore through the lines and opened a passage for the infantry behind, a thick bolt of lightning, wrapped in ancient runes, descended from the sky with earth-shattering power, striking the edge of the void rift entrance with perfect precision.

Boom—crackle!
The earth shook violently, and rocks were blasted into dust.

Amidst the dazzling lightning, a short, stocky figure emerged, brimming with terrifying power—the dwarven sage, rune blacksmith Lurek.

He reached the legendary realm and his level reached level twelve.

His runic heavy armor shimmered with a liquid metal-like luster, and the warhammer in his hand was wreathed in an inextinguishable power of lightning.

After advancing to legendary status, he seemed to have devoted all his time and energy to the study of lightning, which was the path the other party had chosen.

The Crystal Cutter's reaction was equally astonishingly fast.

Its crystal compound eyes instantly locked onto Lurek, and the two crystal blade tentacles on its back, like the stings of a scorpion, transformed into two ghostly shadows that tore through space, slashing at the dwarf who had landed.

At the same time, it stomped its three pairs of sickle-shaped legs on the ground, and its massive body pounced forward with incredible agility, its crystalline pyramid arms on its shoulders stabbing straight at Lurek's vitals.

Its attack methods are bizarre and deadly. Its crystal blades have spatial cutting properties, its pyramidal arms can release shockwaves that disintegrate energy, and its scythe feet are incredibly strong and highly poisonous.

Clang! Boom! Sizzle!

The two started fighting instantly, exchanging blows several times in the blink of an eye.

"Taste the wrath of the world, you damned invaders."

Lurek roared, swinging his warhammer, runes flashing, as he clashed head-on with the crystal blade tentacles and prism arms.

The collision of lightning and the power of spatial cutting created a blinding surge of energy that shattered the surrounding low-level void creatures.

The dwarves' power was as steady as a mountain, and their runic defenses were impenetrable, while the attacks of the "Crystal Cutter" were cunning and ruthless, with spatial cutting power constantly trying to bypass their defenses.

The two legendary powerhouses instantly clashed, and each of their collisions triggered a small-scale energy storm, becoming another terrifying core on the battlefield.

Cut off the source!

All eyes were drawn to the legendary duel, but inside the Order Obelisk suspended high in the sky, a different scene unfolded.

Inside the main control room, energy conduits shimmered with light, and on the massive detection crystal screen, data from the distorted light clusters representing the void rifts were being frantically calculated and analyzed.

Led by the chief operator, the mages and technicians stared intently at the screen, their fingers flying across the complex rune panel.

"Spatial bonding point locked!"

"Peak of Chaos Value Detection!"

"Order impact vector calculation... complete!"

"Main crystal array power output...100%! Overload critical!"

"Target locked! Launch countdown... three, two, one..."

Buzz——————!!!
The crystal array at the top of the obelisk burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light, and all the silver-gray radiance instantly condensed into a solid beam of light that was pure to the extreme and contained the highest order and rules.

This beam of light tore through the chaotic energy field of the battlefield, ignoring spatial distance, and with unparalleled precision and a judgmental will, pierced the core of the void rift from which monsters were constantly emerging!
*Whoosh—Boom!*

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was only a tooth-grinding sound, as if space itself was being forcibly torn apart, stitched up, and then peeled away. The rifts struck by the beams of order twisted and rippled violently, like viscous mud into which boulders had been thrown.

The dark energy flow churning inside the rift, connecting to the endless void, suddenly stopped, like a blood vessel being severed by red-hot iron clamps.

Immediately afterwards, the edges of the rift began to writhe violently and contract inward, attempting to reconnect, but the power of the rules contained in that beam of order acted like the most stubborn wedge, firmly blocking the flow of energy.

"Success! Spatial connection lost!" The commander's voice was hoarse with ecstasy and extreme exhaustion.

"Estimated downtime... 4 hours and 32 minutes!"

The energy conduits and parts of the crystal screen in front of her were flashing a blinding red light and emitting an overheated hum due to overload.

The obelisk itself dimmed considerably, entering a forced cooling and energy replenishment phase.

Counterattack!

Everyone on the battlefield felt this crucial change.

The fissure, which had been like an inexhaustible fountain of evil, stopped spewing out new monsters.

Although the rift itself is still twisting and struggling, it will no longer be able to replenish its forces for at least the next four and a half hours.

"The rift has been cut off! The reinforcements are gone!"

The news spread like wildfire across the battlefield in an instant.

"Four hours! Only four hours!"

Sage Lurek swung his hammer, deflecting the blade tentacles of the "Crystal Cutter," the resounding sound echoing across the battlefield.

"Men! Crush the rest of this scum onto this land! For the world! For our home! For the Night's Watch! Attack—!!!"

"Crush them—!!!"

“For my dead brother——!!!”

"kill--!!!"

With no worries about the rear, no new enemies or reinforcements, and in an unprecedentedly good state under the radiant light of the Obelisk of Order, the anger, frustration, and desire for revenge that had been building up for half a year finally erupted at this moment.

The firepower on the city walls intensified, suppressing the remaining ranged void creatures.

The charging knights and warriors, like red-hot daggers, swept across the beast tide, which had lost unified command and was no longer receiving reinforcements, and were invincible.

The infantry formations behind them marched in perfect unison, like a moving steel wall, steadily advancing and clearing away the scattered enemy.

The engineering team followed closely behind, and the alchemy module was quickly deployed. New simple fortifications rose from the newly reclaimed land, consolidating the gains.

Sky knights swooped down from the sky, precisely targeting and killing the high-level void creatures that were trying to organize a counterattack.

Daniel's squad worked together seamlessly, cutting down a giant crystal cluster worm that was trying to spray corrosive acid. The orc warriors let out a triumphant battle cry.

"That's awesome! That's fucking awesome! Now this is what fighting is all about!"

The entire "steel cliff" defense line, like a raging torrent that had accumulated boundless power, began a comprehensive and resolute counterattack.

The light of order illuminated the path forward, and the warriors, stepping over the corpses of their enemies, roared as they launched a decisive attack on the polluted land.

The turning point in your destiny is right now!
The only way is to attack, to move forward.

The void rift was temporarily sealed.

What subsequently determined the crucial course of this war was the legendary battle that took place right beside that sealed void rift.

The battle between the dwarven sage Lurek and the legendary void creature, the Crystal Cutter.

This place instantly became another breathtaking focal point on the "Steel Cliff" battlefield.

The power of their collision far surpasses that of the ordinary.

The Crystal Cutter, a killing machine forged from the void, pushes efficiency and lethality to the extreme.

Its attacks are devoid of any fancy moves, driven solely by the purest intent to destroy.

Its three pairs of sickle-like limbs give it ghostly speed, allowing it to leave afterimages in an instant on scorched earth.

The two crystal blade tentacles on its back are like the most insidious venomous snakes, silent yet capable of easily cutting through space, leaving brief but dangerous purplish-black rifts that instantly annihilate any matter caught in them.

Its crystalline pyramid arms on its shoulders carry terrifying shockwave energy; each thrust is accompanied by a hum that strains the space, and any aura or magical shield that comes into contact with it is drastically weakened and disintegrated.

Lurek, on the other hand, was like the eye of the storm.

Each step he took caused the earth to rumble, and the runic warhammer, crackling with blinding lightning—the forged hammer—slammed down with earth-shattering force.

Thunder is not an embellishment to him, but an extension of his power, the most violent declaration of war of order against chaos.

Wherever the hammer's shadow passed, the air ionized, a burnt smell filled the air, and purple crystal clusters exploded and vaporized under the lightning.

Perhaps due to his bloodline, or perhaps due to other influences, Lurek's fusion with the power of lightning was remarkably harmonious.

Lightning is also an extremely destructive force.

His runic heavy armor, infused with lightning, shimmered with the luster of liquid metal, clashing against the void blades and shockwaves, producing a deafening clang of metal against metal and an energy explosion.

Boom! Snap!

Lurek deflected a crystal blade strike that was tearing through space with his hammer, and lightning spread along the blade's tentacles, causing it to explode with fine cracks.

But the Crystal Slayer's other pyramidal arm stabbed out like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, so fast that it left only a streak of amethyst light.

Lurek's parry was a fraction of a second too slow, and the tip of the pyramid, imbued with the power of disintegration, pierced through his thick breastplate, which shimmered with legendary runes, as easily as a red-hot knife cutting into butter.

His breastplate seemed to have completely lost its defensive capabilities, serving no purpose whatsoever.

The power of a certain rule.

"Uh!"

Lurek groaned, writhing in excruciating pain.

All attacks from Void creatures are always excruciatingly painful, always capable of piercing the spirit.

The pyramid pierced through the dwarf's tough body, drawing out a trail of dark golden blood.

What's even more frightening is that the wound is not simply a physical injury.

A cold, unruly, and destructive force of rules instantly invaded.

The muscle tissue around the wound seemed to have lost its vitality, and the dark golden blood could not coagulate on its own. As if drawn by an invisible force, it gushed out, dripping onto the scorched earth with a hissing sound, corroding small pits.

He gripped the hammer and delivered a heavy blow, forcefully knocking the other person away.

Pulled away.

Lurek immediately mobilized the immense power of lightning within his body, attempting to encapsulate the wound and forcibly clean, burn, and seal the blood vessels with the life-destroying power of lightning.

This secondary trauma was of little consequence to the legendary dwarf; it was merely a temporary measure.

However, when the raging red and white lightning snake came into contact with the purple energy at the edge of the wound, it was as if it had encountered the most slippery grease, and was rejected and slid away.

That void rule—"bleeding"—means "incurable."

Like a maggot clinging to a bone, it stubbornly resists all conventional and extraordinary healing forces.

The bleeding couldn't be stopped, and the feeling of life slipping away was palpable.

Lurek could feel that a portion of his quantified "life limit" had been forcibly reduced, a manifestation of the opponent's origin from the Void of Destruction.

Meanwhile, the health bar is constantly decreasing, which is a manifestation of the opponent's own rules.

A prolonged struggle will only worsen this fatal wound, weakening his strength until he is defeated and killed. (End of Chapter)