Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

"This is a precious item that [All-Powerful] Andromeda worked continuously for 77 hours to complete!"

"Hmm, it must be the trump card."

"We will cherish it."

The eleven members of the Astrea Familia, equipped with one of the few remaining panaceas in the city, were ready to depart. Standing beside them were [Chongjie] and [Nine Demon Princess] of the Loki Familia.

A small, but arrogant blonde girl stood opposite another group of tiny children, her cheeks puffed out.

The four Flame Gold Warriors, looking displeased but helpless, glared angrily at the little girl.

"So, why should we be the ones to confront [Silence]?"

"I want to beat Chardo to a pulp!"

"It's pointless to bully women."

Yes. That's right!

The four Palum, now at level 5, raised their heads high. They were already strong warriors comparable to the "heroes" of their race, possessing their own pride.

Rivera calmly explained, "While you level 5 players excel in teamwork, you can't really unleash much combat power against absolute strength. Compared to Chardo, who specializes in melee combat, having the four of you restrain the 'seriously ill' Alfia is more cost-effective."

The Alfred brothers, while able to unleash the power of four level 6 fighters when they coordinate, lose this ability once the coordination is broken, becoming weaker than a regular level 5 fighter.

Against someone like Chardo, no matter how skillful your maneuvers are, if you can kill him with a single strike, wouldn't that be a waste of your combat power?

Grace said in a deep voice, "The enemy has already laid out their intentions. Wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't make good use of them?"

Alfred curled his lip: "That doesn't mean you can hang out with these little brats."

The four Yan Jin brothers looked up at Ais, who was a little taller than them, and asked, "What's wrong with this child?"

“That’s our trump card.” Rivera ruffled Ais’s hair. “She has special skills tailored to monsters; it’s our trump card against the ‘Greatest Evil.’”

"And I, who shouldn't be suited to face Alfia, will serve as the support for both of your teams. I will use my barriers and healing to provide you with sustain. The core of the battle is attrition warfare. Let me reiterate, any further questions?"

Seeing that the Loki clan was already so frank.

The four Yan brothers reluctantly nodded in agreement.

After all, this matter concerns Freya's honor, and the four brothers had sworn after being rescued that they would never again bring shame upon their goddess.

"Let's go, then."

The vanguard group, totaling 18 people, once again reorganized their equipment and charged into the dungeon in a grand procession.

……

The top floor of the Tower of Babel.

Freya stood by the window of the top-floor room of the white tower, feeling the roar of the labyrinth and gazing at the scene before her.

The silver pupils take in the empty shell of the city.

"Please seek refuge immediately." The fully armed pigman stood behind his master.

"Why?"

"The enemy's target is the Tower of Babel. The decisive battle is about to begin, and it's very dangerous here." Ota's voice was slightly tense.

"Ota, you're fully armed like me, do you think you can lose? Are you planning to lose?"

"That's not the case."

Ota wore an outfit that was different from his usual attire today.

Golden armor covered his shoulders, and his coat, cloak, and waistband, made from fire-flying cloth, swayed as Ota moved.

He had several spare broken blades hanging at his waist, and two greatswords crossed and fixed behind him.

Just as if she had changed into the robes of defeat in the battle against Hera and Zeus's kin, Ota, following the goddess's will, was determined to wash away the filth on her body with blood.

"Go, Ota. I will witness your victory."

"...Yes." The brief reply contained unwavering loyalty.

"I will definitely get over that wall."

After leaving the Tower of Babel, Ota met his comrades from the battle in the central square.

"Too slow." Allen, his face full of disdain, carried his silver spear and donned a silver chainmail that shimmered in the sunlight. His entire body was covered in magical artifacts that could increase speed, distorting his only special ability.

Hedin and Hegny stood behind him as usual, but what Ota rarely saw was a huge dwarf carrying an iron spatula.

"Miya... Captain, it's been a long time."

Mia coughed and said, "I'm not the leader. If it weren't for that child's request, I would never set foot in your circle again."

She rubbed Anya's head and muttered, "To actually let a child participate in this kind of chaotic battle, Freya's Familia has really gone too far."

Ota remained silent.

He acknowledged the fact that he was too weak.

Once everyone who had been fighting had gathered, Finn stepped forward, carrying his red spear: "This concerns the survival of the city. I hope you will set aside any grudges and follow my orders!"

"Tch, it's all for Lady Freya's glory!"

Chapter 207 The anger of the working class: First, blow up the Tower of Babel!

Seven days after death, the seventh day.

As the dawn's light climbed the horizon, the dark sky was gradually enveloped in the glow of daybreak.

Standing atop the city wall, Valletta gazes at the "ice" erected in the central square.

She turned and stared at Tina, who had her arms crossed over her chest:

"Hey, what did that kid say? Where is he now?"

The leaders who should have led the gang of thugs are now reduced to just Tina and Valeta.

After a series of failures, Valetta herself was unsure of her own position and dared not easily give orders. She could only look to the white elf with a frosty expression for help.

however……

“Lord Joker is naturally preparing for battle in the dungeon.” Tina turned to stare at the evil girl who was grinning maliciously: “That lord instructed that the [Killing Emperor] would lead his soldiers as the spearhead to pierce the enemy ranks.”

"Hey, is this some kind of open and honest confrontation? Isn't that just too stupid!" Valeta retorted.

According to the intelligence that just came in, Finn did not deploy too many troops to defend the city. The protected civilians were dispersed to shelters formed by various clan settlements.

Their purpose was to use the shelters scattered throughout the city to disperse the forces of the secret faction.

Valeta guessed that the enemy must have set up an ambush behind that ice wall, preparing to sacrifice civilians in order to concentrate their forces against "Ace".

but……

She suddenly felt that Finn wouldn't do that. If Finn could easily predict her initial thoughts and do the opposite, there should only be one person inside the ice wall to hold back that absolute power!

Those civilians are bait. While we disperse our forces, we will deploy our elite troops to deal with us smaller fry first.

In other words, the Tower of Babel is now empty, and the ice wall there is just a disguised "empty city".

"What is the Joker's attack plan? A direct assault on Babel?"

Tina tapped her chin: "No, mobilize all our forces and sweep across the city from all sides! A direct confrontation! In other words, pull in a wave and go for it!"

Valette frowned: "Didn't he think of a second level either?"

Tina tilted her nose: "He's in the atmosphere."

Valetta hesitated again. Wasn't it too disrespectful to Finn to simply push horizontally without any strategy or plan?

Tina added, "If you're not satisfied with these instructions, Joker said you can lead a squad of elite soldiers and personally organize the attack."

"If you lead by example, even if you fail, no one will blame you."

Valetta pondered for a moment, licked her tongue stud, and let out a cold laugh: "Hehehe... As expected of the Joker, I see, this way we kill two birds with one stone!"

Her gaze fell on Orario, fixed on the seemingly impenetrable ice that served to conceal the truth: "The time has come! Attack! My minions!"

Valetta raised her twisted longsword, wreathed in black demonic energy, and as a fireball was launched into the sky, countless dark faction soldiers and followers gathered from the port city charged from the surrounding city walls.

“Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh————”

A ferocious roar echoed throughout the city.

The adventurers responsible for defending the outpost noticed the commotion and shouted in alarm, "The enemy is rushing down from the city walls! They're coming from the east, west, south, and north... the entire territory!"

Faced with a situation where he was "besieged on all sides," Raul responded according to Finn's instructions.

"All units, prepare your magic and spells! Launch a volley once they've penetrated deeper!"

The messenger used fireworks and the flashing signals of the magic stone lamps to quickly transmit orders.

The sounds of artillery fire miraculously overlapped, and flames, ice, lightning—all sorts of magic—slid across the empty streets in arcs, followed by explosions and shockwaves.

Standing on the top floor of the guild headquarters, the guild leader frantically wiped away cold sweat: "Is this the enemy's entire force? There are so many!"

Then, something happened that drove the guild leader crazy.

The city's eight gates exploded simultaneously, and angry roars of monsters echoed from afar. Monsters large enough to fill the entire street were unleashed through the gates by the Dark Faction.

"Hey... are you kidding me? Orario, the city of heroes, has been breached by monsters?"

He stared at Raul, whose face was covered in cold sweat and who kept muttering, "It's all part of the plan."

"Hey, did Finn know all along that there would be a monster siege?"

“Ah, yes. It’s part of the plan!” Raul repeated the line unconsciously.

"Damn it, I knew it. Why didn't you think of a solution! Why did you leave the gate unattended?" Royman questioned.

Damn it, the city gates were just blown up like that! Don't they know how much it will cost to repair them?!

Raul was speechless, and stammered as he tried to explain the reason: "It should be that the priority is to protect the Tower of Babel."

however……

Just as the two were arguing, a pink figure charged out from the enemy ranks.

Wielding a black, curved blade, her face etched with a wicked smile and blood, she instantly cut through a defensive line, leading three hundred heroes and following Chardo's retreating figure, heading straight for the Tower of Babel.