A different world game? A different world game!

Never before had the shadow of death loomed so clearly over Solates.

He could clearly sense the soul-tearing power attached to the dragon's claws.

That was the power transmitted from Kana in the contract signed between Bugret and Kana.

After all, Kana's expertise in the spiritual realm is quite remarkable.

And the power of this soul was enough to completely annihilate this legendary demon, leaving him no chance to be resurrected in the abyss.

If this continues, he really will perish here!

"Do not--!!!"

Overwhelmed by extreme fear and chaotic instincts, Solarus let out a desperate roar.

"Don't even think about killing me! Get out of my way!"

He wasn't one of those crazed demons, nor was he driven by a mad desire to kill to the point of suicidal actions.

He made a crazy decision.

The Soul-Guiding Demon Lord's massive mental energy field suddenly collapsed inward, forming a terrifying black hole-like vortex.

His adjutant and the few remaining members of his clan instantly showed extreme terror and despair, but before they could even scream, they were forcibly pulled and swallowed up by that irresistible suction force.

That's right, he was preparing to sacrifice himself; in order to escape, he was prepared to sacrifice the other demons around him.

Om-!
A thick, cold, and pitch-black torrent of souls, filled with endless resentment and despair, suddenly erupted from Solarus.

In order to escape, he not only had to sacrifice the other demons around him, but he was also prepared to throw himself into the fire as well.

This was his ultimate attack, a sacrifice of two-thirds of his primordial power and the souls of all his surviving clansmen—[The Tide of Eternal Silence of Ten Thousand Souls].

Impact, a dark wave of souls.

Like rolling ocean waves, spreading and sweeping across in an instant.

This torrent of dark souls instantly swept across an area of ​​several kilometers, as if everything had been put on pause.

Light was swallowed up, sound was blocked, and even chaotic energy was frozen.

The terrifying power of soul freezing acted directly on the soul level. Even Biglet, whose alchemical body was covered with powerful runes, suddenly froze, his gem-like eyes flashing rapidly, as if he had fallen into a cold swamp of soul.

"Now!"

Solarus's aura plummeted to around level eleven, becoming so weak it was almost transparent.

At this point, he couldn't even do anything to the stunned Bugret.

He wasn't trying to retaliate.

He dared not linger for a moment, taking advantage of the brief delay created by the burst of power of ten thousand souls, he tore through space once more, transforming into a barely perceptible shadow.

Indeed, after paying such a high price, he only wanted to escape, desperately fleeing towards the front line where Balzac was located, using his last bit of strength.

"Om-!"

Just a few breaths later, the core matrix on Bugret's chest burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light.

A ring of pure, orderly pulsed light suddenly spread out.

boom!
Just as sunlight dispels thick fog, the viscous, icy black tide of souls was instantly dispersed a kilometer away.

Although Bugret still felt a lingering chill in his mind, his mobility had been restored.

He looked in the direction Solarus had fled, a cold "smile" appearing on his dragon-human face.

"Sacrificing one's own kind? What a classic evil act. Unfortunately, it's meaningless before the great Bugret!"

The wings of light behind him burst forth with an even more dazzling brilliance, instantly breaking the sound barrier and transforming into a silver meteor that tore through the sky, chasing after Solates at a speed far exceeding that of Solates.

If he really was some kind of dragon whose soul resided in this alchemical body, then after that attack, not only would he not have recovered so quickly, he might have even suffered serious injury.

Unable to continue fighting for a short period of time, they may even have to return to the main world to find the Dragon of Life and Death and recuperate.

But clearly he wasn't.

Because of its unique characteristics, when constructing its alchemical body, Kana focused on a very important indicator.

This body is made to fit the soul, and at the same time, the area where the core soul resides is overprotected.

This is absolutely necessary.

This is because it is the alchemical dragon's weakest point: its ability to attack the soul.

This is the price of being resurrected from the dead, attempting to continue driving the body in a soul state.

Therefore, the alchemical instruments made by Kana have always been protected in this regard.

And now it has come in handy in this regard.

As Solarus fled for his life, he felt the terrifying pressure, imbued with a strong aura of order and purification, closing in on him at an incredible speed.

The last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely extinguished, leaving only desperate madness.

"How is this possible?! She broke free so quickly?!"

That's so unreasonable.

The sliver of hope he had gained at such a great cost, sacrificing all the talents of his people, turned out to be so easily defeated.

Keep in mind that he also possessed level fourteen strength. Although his opponent's power surpassed his at the legendary level, he did not consider himself such a pathetic demon.

A strike that comes at such a high cost should at least have restrained the opponent.

What exactly is wrong?

Obviously, no one would answer him.

The metal monster's speed was simply unbelievable.

As the silvery light of death was about to catch up, Solarus's chaotic instincts completely overwhelmed his reason, and his shadowy body twisted and deformed violently due to fear and madness.

Just as Burghret's dragon claw was about to touch Solarus's back, preparing to finish off this cunning prey, it was the last moment...

A terrifying pressure, far larger and more violent than Solarus, carrying a strong smell of blood and sulfur, descended from the sky.

Boom!

A massive demonic claw, wreathed in dark purple destructive energy, tore through space, carrying boiling fel energy, and slammed fiercely into the path of Bugret's pursuit.

Burgret reacted with lightning speed, abruptly halting his forward momentum. His wings unleashed a powerful thrust, and he narrowly avoided the devastating attack by sidestepping.

The abrupt stop caused the alchemist's body to creak.

The demonic claw slammed onto the ground, causing the earth to crack and leaving behind a huge, burning, boiling claw mark.

"Where did this stupid dragon come from, daring to be so insolent before the great war lord!"

A deep, furious voice boomed like a muffled thunderclap.

Within the spatial rift, the monstrous and enormous body of the Slaughter Demon Lord Balzac was fully revealed.

His crimson giant eyes swept over the dying Soul-Guiding Demon Solates, finally locking onto the hovering Buglet, his killing intent pressing down on the space as if it were a tangible force.

Soul-summoning demon.

They should be the reinforcements who came to provide support.

Now there's only one left, and it's so weak.

They were obviously hunted down while on their way to provide support.

In this situation, he had to stop to rescue them because the Soul Guiding Mode was a special entity capable of wreaking havoc behind the lines of order.

Were they discovered and then intercepted by the authorities?
Solares grasped at this straw as if it were his lifeline.

He didn't even have the thought of complaining or cursing; all he wanted was to survive as quickly as possible. With lightning speed, he used telepathy to transmit all the information he had just experienced—the "door-opening massacre," the destruction of his rear outpost by the elite Order, and the terrifying alchemical dragon before him—to Balzac.

Balzac's crimson pupils suddenly contracted, his previous doubts vanishing.

The unease stemming from reduced support, isolation from rear information, and diminished attention from the Abyss's will...

In an instant, the information from Solaris pieced together a clear truth that enraged him.

"I see...I see!"

Balzac's voice trembled with extreme rage, and his body was engulfed in destructive abyssal flames.

"Those cunning order-breaking insects! How dare they send their elite forces to wreak havoc so brazenly in my rear! Not a single one will escape... What a grand scheme! What audacity!!"

It's hard to imagine that this is something that only an order that would have to pay a heavy price just to resist on the front lines could accomplish.

The reason why such behavior is not thought of is that it is very difficult to accomplish.

This is equivalent to using an extremely elite force to wreak havoc behind the demons; it must be an exceptionally elite force.

Such elite forces, if placed on the front lines, could not only be used for defense, but could even be used for a counter-offensive.

They switched directly from defense to offense, dealing a major blow to the demons at the front line in one fell swoop. Not only were they overrun by the demons, but they were even able to launch a counterattack and push the front line forward again.

Press forward squarely and let the demon taste the feeling of suffocation.

But the other party didn't do that!
Instead, they gathered elite troops and wreaked havoc in the rear.

Moreover, this was done under circumstances where there was a high chance of being discovered.

I can't understand it, because it's not worth the risk.

However, his inability to understand did not diminish Balzac's burning rage; he felt his bloodlust was about to break free of his reason.

His burning gaze was fixed on Bugret, as if trying to melt through his gleaming metal attire.

"And you, this giant metal fly, are the scavenger who helped them silence everyone?! Damn it! You all deserve to die!!"

Facing Balzac's fury, which could suffocate even ordinary legends, Burget was not afraid at all; instead, a glint of light flashed in his jewel-like dragon eyes.

His alchemical core spun rapidly, and an invisible, encrypted information stream instantly pierced through the chaotic barrier of the abyss and was sent out.

[Exposure. Balzac has arrived. Execute as planned, accelerate! —Bregret]

After the mission was completed, the radiance on Bugret's body intensified, and he assumed a perfect battle stance in his dragon-human form.

He responded loudly to the enraged Demon Lord, his voice still carrying that unique theatrical tone.

Deliberately provoking.

"Ah! The main character has arrived? That's right, the great Bugret is the 'cleaner' of order!"
"I'm here to clean up all this filthy trash! You want to stop Order from purifying the Abyss? You'll have to ask my shining claws for permission first! Balzac? Your name will become a speck of dust in history today!"

He knew that the real battle was about to begin.

The longer he can hold off Balzac, the more likely Lelia and the task force behind him will have to complete the decisive purification.

"Laughable metal fly, you don't even have a body anymore, yet you dare to swagger in front of me?"
"How ridiculous! I will tear apart your fragile metal shell, rip out your soul, lock it in a cage, and listen to your wailing for millennia!"

……

On the scorched, otherworldly wilderness, the sulfurous fumes had not yet dissipated.

Leilia withdrew the [Sun Soul], which was stained with dark green demonic blood. The holy flames on the axe blade flickered slightly, reflecting her resolute face.

At my feet lay two legendary demons who had just breathed their last—a Horned Demon Overlord and a Fro Demon Commander, their twisted corpses still radiating their final warmth.

The demon squad that attempted to support the front lines was reduced to wreckage by the Night Watch's thunderous combined attack; the battle was brief and efficient.

Now they're cleaning up this demonic force with ease.

Just then, Leilia's panel beeped, indicating that an important message was being transmitted in the channel.

Upon opening the channel, you immediately see the core channel of the action team, where every piece of information is valuable.

The latest content was released by Biglett.

The content is brief yet weighty: Balzac arrives, their location is exposed, and the operation is accelerated.

"Tsk!"

Leilia frowned, a fleeting golden glint in her eyes.

The time that Bougret gained by delaying Balzac was extremely valuable, but it also meant that their special task force, which had ventured deep into the lion's den, had gone from being a hidden dagger to becoming the most conspicuous target in the eyes of the abyss.

A massive encirclement and suppression by the main force of the demons, as well as resistance from higher levels, could surge forth like a raging tide at any moment.

"Time is running out!"

Leilia's cool voice pierced through the echoes of the battlefield, clearly reaching the ears of every Night's Watchman.

"'Dawn's Light, everyone use it! Mounts synchronize!"

Now that they are about to enter the decisive battle, whether they can create an opportunity and attract everyone to gather here depends on this battle.

As soon as the order was given, all the Night's Watch elites did not hesitate to take out a potion that shimmered with a soft gold, silver and emerald light from the sealed casket at their waists.

【Dawn's Light】This is the latest top-tier enhancement potion developed by the alchemy masters in the rear, who have devoted all their resources to its research and development.

Without the slightest hesitation, they uncorked the bottle and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Instantly, a surge of energy swept over my entire body like a gentle wave.

The barrier of will seemed to be reinforced, and the mental fatigue became clear and sharp instantly, like a thin mist dispelled by sunlight.

The light of the divine mark shines brighter on weapons and armor, significantly enhancing its natural resistance to chaotic creatures;

The warm current of the hymn to life flows faster, repairing the minor damage accumulated in the battle and keeping physical strength at its peak at all times;
A deeper level of enhancement surged within him: strength, speed, reflexes, mana regeneration...

The comprehensive improvement has made everyone clearly feel that their own state has been pushed to a new level.

Not only for humans, but the warriors also quickly poured the specially made mount-version potion into the mouths of the restless Ironhoof Chocobos beneath them.

These powerful otherworldly mounts let out deep yet powerful neighs, their eyes gleaming with the same golden light as their masters' armor. Their muscles bulged, as if they had inexhaustible strength, and even their feathers seemed to have become more resilient.

"Objective unchanged! Full speed ahead! Tear them apart!"

Leilia leaped onto her mount, raised the [Sun Soul] high, and the holy flames on the axe blade suddenly surged, transforming into a dazzling cursor pointing towards the direction of the chaotic pit.

"For order!"

A deafening roar resounded.

No further mobilization was needed; everyone was ignited.

Leilia then sent the message to everyone.

And everyone did the same thing, gave the same orders.

The 25,000 elite Night Watchers, ignited by the Light of Dawn, surged forward like five suddenly accelerating torrents of heat, riding their enhanced chocobos. Led by the main force headed by Lelia, they launched an even more ferocious and reckless charge toward the Chaos Node behind the demons at a speed far exceeding their previous advances.

The scattered demon patrols encountered along the way were reduced to dust before they could even issue a warning, under the sudden holy light strikes, the sharp blows of the [Abyssal Arbiter] weapons, and the trampling of the chocobos' iron hooves.

The goal is no longer to completely annihilate them.

Their current goal is to conquer cities and territories, destroying one demon stronghold after another.

The roar of the miniature holy light hand cannons blended together, forming a mobile net of purifying firepower.

The comprehensive buffs from the potion made their actions "unstoppable." The previously relatively empty demon area behind them was being torn apart and scorched at an astonishing speed by the five burning swords of order.

The disruptive fire in the heart of the abyss, amplified by the full power of the potion, burned even more fiercely, heading straight for the core of chaos.

The window of opportunity left for them was rapidly dwindling in the glow of the burning potion. (End of Chapter)