A different world game? A different world game!

Deep within the Panshi Defense Line, on the massive inner fortress assembly plaza of the Blood Pit Fortress.

The 25,000 elite warriors of the Abyss Task Force have already completed their final preparations.

They wore specialized armor called "Bastion Oath" that shimmered with runes of order.

Wielding the [Abyss Arbiter] weapon, which radiates holy light, the fierce "Ironhoof" chocobo, clad in armor, emits a low, restless screech.

Leilia stood at the very front of the group, the massive [Sun Soul] pointing diagonally at the ground.

The milky-white holy flames on the axe blade flickered silently, radiating a scorching and majestic aura, dispersing the viscous abyssal air around them and creating a clear space.

Apis, Annabelle, Karina, Greytooth, and their pterosaurs stand on either side.

The twenty-two Guardian Squads are like twenty-two divine weapons poised to strike, their sharpness soaring to the heavens.

In the distance, the deafening battle cries, the roars of energy explosions, and the howls of demons emanating from the direction of the rocky city walls echoed like rolling thunder, clearly demonstrating the ferocity of the battle at the front.

Leilia's long, reddish-brown braids moved without wind, her gaze as fiery as lava swept over the massive, silent yet burning with fierce fighting spirit behind her.

The power of Kana's blessing still flowed in their blood, the legendary weapons forged by Sergio hummed in their hands, and the deadly alchemical equipment provided by Popote shone on the warriors, while ahead... lay the abyss's heartland, waiting to be torn apart.

No further words are needed.

Leilia suddenly raised the [Sun Warrior] high!
"Buzz—!!!"

The holy flames on the axe blade surged instantly, and a huge, milky-white pillar of light shot into the sky, like a spear of dawn piercing the darkness of the abyss.

"The Night's Watch—"

Leilia's voice, like a war horn, tore through the clamor of the fortress, drowned out the distant roar of the battlefield, and carried with it a resolute will to burn away all filth.

"--go ahead!"

Her response was a battle cry that erupted from 25,000 throats, converging into a destructive thunderbolt.

"Forward, forward, forward!"

……

The rock-solid defense line, like a stubborn rock thrown into a boiling furnace, endures the almost insane rage unleashed by the will of the abyss.

The demons' offensive was no longer a wave, but a boundless, viscous, boiling sea of ​​blood.

Imps, horned demons, berserker demons, freaks... endless, layer upon layer, they no longer charge, but simply overwhelm.

They trampled over the corpses of their fallen comrades, filled the ditches with their flesh and blood, and rushed toward the battered city walls.

The crimson sky was obscured by chaotic magic and arrows. The deafening howls, the clash of weapons, the shattering of shields, and the explosions of energy converged into a symphony of destruction, stimulating the nerves of every defender who was already stretched to their limit.

The city walls gleamed with the light of emergency repairs in many places, and the huge cracks trembled and groaned under the impact of the demonic beast.

The legendary powerhouses were like isolated islands in a storm; each collision stirred up devastating energy ripples, clearing large areas, only to be instantly filled by an even more turbulent tide of demons.

As far as the eye could see, there were only writhing demonic bodies, splattered blood and mangled limbs, and the stubbornly resisting light of order flickering in the viscous darkness.

"White-hot" is an understatement; this is the ultimate battleground of will and madness, where every inch of ground is burning, cracking, and wailing.

The forces of order have received reinforcements, while the demons have reached their largest numbers and are launching their most aggressive attack.

Meanwhile, to the side and rear of the bustling battlefield, far from the main demon force's line of sight, deep within the mountain wall where the Rock Fortress was built, a silent advance was underway.

The Abyss Task Force under Lelia's command did not rely on any magical fluctuations.

In order to maintain absolute secrecy and avoid alerting the Abyss Will or powerful demons prematurely, they chose the most primitive yet safest method.

A few days ago, an advance team composed of earth elementals, dwarf soldiers, and specially crafted alchemical golems, like silent moles, relied on pure strength and precise explosive control to carve out a huge tunnel in the abyssal rock layer that was harder than steel.

There were no spatial ripples, no magical fluctuations, only the hammering, cutting, and muffled thuds of exploding crystals amidst the billowing dust.

At this moment, this dark passage, large enough to accommodate several riders side by side and filled with the fresh scent of rocks, became the task force's deadly secret route.

"go ahead!"

Leilia's deep voice echoed through the tunnel. The tip of her [Sun Soul] axe touched the ground, and the milky white holy flame was the only source of light in the darkness, silently encouraging the steel torrent behind her.

Twenty-five thousand elite warriors, along with the well-equipped Ironhoof Chocobo Legion, moved like a black torrent, silently traversing the thick mountainside.

When they emerged from the other side of the tunnel, the scene was completely different.

The bustling main battlefield was isolated behind the heavy mountains, and in front of them was a relatively open but desolate land filled with sulfurous mist and distorted terrain.

The suffocating oppressive aura of the demonic forces vanished, leaving only a deeper, more viscous whisper of chaos in the air.

This is the relatively empty area behind the demon. The ground!

Leilia raises the [Sun Warrior] high.

The axe blade shone brightly, instantly dispelling the fog before them, like a true sun rising in the dark abyss.

The brilliance not only illuminates the path ahead, but also serves as a silent signal.

"As planned, launch a multi-pronged attack!"

"Yes!"

The captains of the twenty-two Soul Guardian squads solemnly agreed.

The massive force instantly transformed into five sharp torrents, like five unsheathed daggers, rushing towards the predetermined, key strategic node as indicated by intelligence, guided by the "Sun" in Leilia's hand.

Each node could be a nest where chaotic forces converge, a resource point, or an important secondary incubation pool.

Led by Lelia herself, the sharpest blade was aimed directly at the toughest nut to crack—a massive core incubation cluster that, according to intelligence, might be overseen by a high-ranking demon lord.

The silence was broken not long after they dispersed.

"Awooo—!"

A squad of Fromo, which was patrolling at low altitudes, was the first to spot the trail of one of the teams.

These cunning flying demons emitted piercing screech alarms and swooped down without hesitation, stirring up chaotic magic in an attempt to summon their kin who were wandering nearby.

A few scattered berserker demons and horned demons were startled and roared as they charged out from behind the twisted stone forest.

The battle erupted instantly.

But this team of over four thousand men was at least a level ten elite force! Flomo's claws and magic struck the specialized [Barrier Oath] armor, creating a blinding flash of order runes, but it was difficult to inflict serious injury.

The well-trained warriors moved swiftly, their swords and spears gleaming with holy light as they precisely and efficiently pierced the demons' weaknesses.

Several condensed beams of light from the Miniature Holy Light Hand Cannon instantly pierced through Floro's chest, bringing with them a foul-smelling smoke.

The battle was practically over before it even began; within moments, the patrol squad was reduced to a pile of burning wreckage. Without pausing, the team continued its high-speed advance towards its designated objective.

However, Leilia's side clearly encountered greater resistance.

Her main assault team had a clear objective and the most imposing momentum, like a torch in the night, attracting even more "moths" more quickly.

"Roar—! The aura of order! Tear them apart!"

A deep roar resounded, accompanied by heavy, drum-like footsteps. As sulfurous smoke was pushed aside, a horned demon overlord nearly five meters tall, wielding a giant magma hammer, led dozens of its elite horned demons and berserker demons out of a lava field.

They were clearly drawn there by the previous commotion or by the malice of the abyss's instincts.

The Horned Demon Overlord locked his sights on Lelia, who stood at the very front of the group, radiating light. His massive magma hammer, wreathed in destructive fel flames, crashed down like a meteor.

The demons behind it roared and charged forward with astonishing force.

Leilia's eyes were cold and expressionless.

Facing the oncoming giant hammer, she didn't even try to dodge; instead, she pushed off with her feet, and the centaur general's charge suddenly accelerated.

"Go away!"

With a sharp shout, the [Sun Battle Spirit] arrived first despite being behind, transforming into a milky-white streak that tore through space, slashing diagonally upwards.

There was no earth-shattering noise, only a crisp "ripping" sound like tearing through thick leather.

The massive magma hammer, imbued with destructive evil energy, and the enormous upper body of the horned warlord wielding it, were effortlessly cleaved in two before this legendary battleaxe, imbued with divine judgment and unparalleled sharpness, like a scalding blade slicing through solidified grease.

The raging fel energy dissipated like a punctured balloon, and burning fragments of the corpse were thrown to both sides.

The charging demons seemed to be paused, their momentum abruptly halted, and their狰狞 faces were instantly covered by unbelievable fear.

The Night's Watch elites behind Lelia erupted in a deafening battle roar, their iron hooves pounding the earth, and their sacred weapons thrusting out like a forest.

The battle once again turned into a one-sided massacre, with dozens of elite demons being completely purged in the blink of an eye.

Leilia didn't even stop her horse; she flicked the blade of her [Sun Soul] axe to shake off the filth and continued galloping forward.

The follow-up troops worked in perfect unison to clear the battlefield, their ranks moving at high speed like sophisticated war machines, crushing over the wreckage of the demons.

The scattered demon sentinels or wandering squads along the way met the same fate when they encountered this terrifying torrent.

The legion, composed of over four thousand top-tier experts and led by Leilia, wielding the "Demon-Slaying Weapon," displayed overwhelming destructive power in the relatively sparsely populated rear of the demon forces.

Soon, their first major target—a demon stronghold located in a broken valley—came into view.

It was not a magnificent fortress, but a massive watchtower built of rough abyssal boulders and the bones of twisted creatures, surrounded by a simple fence that exuded a strong aura of evil.

Below the watchtower, a pool of viscous, bubbling, scarlet water was clearly visible—one of the key objectives of this trip.

A deep abyss hatching pool.

At this moment, the hatching pool was like a disturbed beehive, churning violently. On the edge of the pool, a group of war demons could be seen crawling out of the slime, dripping with filth and exuding a powerful aura.

They seemed to have received an alarm from the watchtower and were roaring as they gathered, attempting to form a defensive line.

"Abis!"

Leilia's voice was concise and powerful.

Apis, her face cold and aloof beneath her hood, was already prepared. With an elegant lift of her pale fingers, a massive orb of light, burning with a mixture of dark golden blasphemous and sacred flames, silently condensed above her palm.

It instantly transformed into a streak of dark golden light, accurately traversing the sky and crashing down towards the top of that rough watchtower!
Boom!!!

A blinding burst of mixed energy light instantly engulfed the upper half of the watchtower.

Stone chips, bone fragments, and the demon's remains were scattered in the explosion.

The building that symbolized the stronghold's defense and communication node collapsed like paper before Apis's powerful divine magic.

Before the smoke from the explosion had even cleared, Lelia's figure had already transformed into a golden lightning bolt, becoming the first to rush into the demon stronghold.

The [Sun Soul] seemed to come alive in her hands; the enormous double-edged axe, imbued with holy flames that purified all impurities, traced wide, sweeping yet deadly and efficient trajectories.

Each slash and sweep brought forth large swaths of burning limbs and severed bodies.

The spearhead at the top was like a spear of judgment, easily piercing through any powerful war demon that dared to block its path.

"For order!"

"Crush them!"

The Night's Watch warriors followed closely behind, pouring into the stronghold like a flood bursting its banks.

Holy sword light, scorching holy light bullets, precise arrows... specialized equipment and formidable strength were perfectly displayed at this moment.

Those newly hatched, yet not fully adapted elite war demons, though individually powerful, instantly collapsed under such a ferocious, efficient, and divinely restrained attack.

They brandished their weapons in vain, roaring angrily and terrifiedly, but like waves crashing against rocks, they shattered, burned, and turned to ashes.

Sensing a deadly threat, the hatchery churned even more violently, like a wounded creature trying to expel more guardians as quickly as possible.

More lesser demons, horned demons, and even a few berserker demons struggled out of the viscous pool, roaring as they pounced on the intruders.

But this was just a futile attempt to salvage the situation; before they could even fully climb out of the pool, they were killed by precise shots from the Night's Watch warriors at the pool's edge.

The battle was intense but brief.

With overwhelming force and specialized targeting, the resistance within the stronghold was completely wiped out in less than ten minutes.

The ground was littered with the burning, rapidly dissipating remains of demons, and the air was filled with the smells of sulfur, acrid burning, and a rich, holy aura of purification.

Leilia rode her horse to the edge of the churning crimson hatching pool, where a nauseatingly dense aura of chaos assaulted her senses.

Without the slightest hesitation, the golden core of the [Sun Soul] suddenly erupted with dazzling light, and a massive amount of holy magic surged wildly into the axe.

The giant axe seemed to transform into a second sun, its intense light causing the surrounding warriors to instinctively squint.

"Purify!"

With a clear shout, Leilia's arm muscles bulged, and [Sun Soul] slashed down with the power to judge everything!
laugh!!!!

A massive, golden blade of light, condensed to its fullest extent, like a true punishment from the sun god, instantly pierced through the crimson pool and plunged deep into the bottom!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a violent reaction like boiling oil being poured onto snow.

The entire hatching pool trembled and contracted violently, and the rich scarlet color faded and lightened at a visible speed.

The swirling slime in the pool emitted a dying wail, and countless twisted, unformed demonic embryos instantly vaporized in the holy light.

The filth forming the pool walls cracked and disintegrated inch by inch, finally collapsing after a violent energy fluctuation—

boom!
The entire incubation pool, like a giant abscess that had been punctured, transformed into a shockwave mixed with black smoke and residual holy golden light, which spread out and completely disappeared!

The instant the hatching pool disappeared, all the Night Watch warriors present, including Lelia herself, felt a subtle warm current flow through their bodies.

It wasn't a direct increase in power, but rather a loosening of a heavy shackle from the abyss battlefield itself.

The thick, chaotic aura that permeated the surroundings had noticeably thinned out, and the unsettling demonic whispers in the air had also diminished somewhat.

This silent feedback is the change brought about by the first tiny but crucial spark ignited by the power of order in the heart of chaos—the power of the abyss is weakened locally, and the bargaining chips of order are quietly increasing.

As Leilia sensed this change, a cold yet satisfied smile curved her lips, and the light of [Sun Soul] blazed even brighter.

"Target cleared! Proceed!"

Her voice echoed through the ranks once more, pointing to the next designated coordinate. The flames of disruption in the heart of the abyss had been ignited! (End of Chapter)