A different world game? A different world game!

In a relatively chaotic area on the right flank of the battlefield, a young Night's Watch warrior, Poka, is struggling.

He had just smashed the head of a horned demon with his warhammer when the claws of a cunning shadow lure tore a deep gash in his Bastion armor, from which blood seeped.

To make matters worse, a berserker roared and broke through his teammates' blockade, its giant axe, burning with hellfire and exuding an aura of destruction, slashing down at him.

Although Polkadot is quantifiable, his repeated attacks have left him with multiple layers of debuffs from various demons.

Although it was data-driven, it still affected him. At this moment, his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. He was about to be split in two, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

Because his health is also low, this downward slash will be a critical hit.

It's definitely enough to empty his health bar.

But now is not the time to give up.

Unable to stop himself, he raised his weapon and charged forward.

"Let's die together!"

At this critical moment.

"Demon! Do not harm my lord, warrior!" A clear and majestic roar descended from the sky.

A dazzling golden figure swooped down like a meteor, its speed creating a sharp sonic boom.

That was a brilliant archer.

The light wings on his back left long streaks of light as he sped along, and he used the energy spear in his hand as a javelin, throwing it with unparalleled precision.

Whoosh—Pfft!
The light spear struck first, piercing the berserker's hideous head through the temple like a hot knife through butter before the berserker's giant axe could fall, and exiting from the other side.

The berserker's massive body stiffened abruptly, and the burning giant axe slipped from its grasp and crashed to the ground, only half a foot away from Poka's toes.

The raging red light in the berserker's eyes instantly extinguished, and it crashed to the ground. Holy flames began to spread from the wound on its head, rapidly purifying its body.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the flames had engulfed his body, and then he disappeared into the air along with the flames, leaving only a faint wisp of ash.

The golden figure landed lightly, blocking the way for the still-shaken Poka.

The light wings retracted slightly, and a new light spear had already materialized in his hand as he warily scanned his surroundings.

He used his spear to sweep away a demon that pounced on him, and then threw out the light in his hand, piercing through the opponent.

His light-forged armor was ancient and sacred in style. His face was not visible under the visor, but the orderly radiance emanating from him made the shadow lurking creature let out a terrified howl and instantly flee into the deeper shadows.

Poka gasped for breath, his heart pounding from the immense shock of surviving the ordeal.

He endured the excruciating pain from his wounds, struggled to stand up, and called out in a hoarse voice to the back of his savior.

"Thank... thank you! Brother! Without you, I would..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

After confirming that there was no immediate threat, the Radiant Archer slightly turned his body, his gaze seemingly piercing through the gaps in the visor and landing on Poka's face.

Although separated by a sacred halo and a mask, that gaze... something contained within that gaze struck Poka like lightning.

Poka was struck dumb, his whole body froze, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he stared at the figure in front of him in disbelief.

A face long buried deep in memory, thought to be lost forever, overlapped with the sacred and majestic figure of the heroic spirit before me in a fleeting moment.

"Father...Father?!"

Poka's voice trembled violently, filled with extreme shock and bewilderment, even tinged with fear.

Even though it was just such a simple look.

But Polkadot is no ordinary person either; he is also an elite member of the Night's Watch and could become a legend at any time.

He didn't think his feelings or his memories were wrong.

"Harsen... Father?! Is that you? This... How is this possible?!"

He saw clearly.

That look in his eyes, that habitual gesture of tilting his head slightly... that was his father who sacrificed himself in the Void Vanguard invasion campaign.

To protect the retreating training camp, the father shielded the Void Aberration from its corrosive breath with his own body, which collapsed under the erosion of the Void.

The soul was said to have been corrupted, and when it was taken by the Dragon of Life and Death, it was already broken and broken. It was told that it might take a long time to purify and revive it... or it might even remain silent forever.

The Night's Watch's resurrection system greatly reduced the number of Night's Watch casualties.

Not everyone can be resurrected, and not everyone can be perfectly resurrected; this has been very clear from the beginning.

The contamination of the soul is the greatest loss when fighting void creatures.

Even if they wanted to be resurrected, it would be difficult to bring them back.

Poka always thought that was goodbye forever.

He joined the Night's Watch to carry on his father's will.

The spirit known as "Harsen" seemed to twitch slightly in its light-forged mask.

He did not immediately respond to Poka's call, but instead gave a stern, low growl.

"Pokka Anvil! Didn't your instructors tell you that standing around in the Abyss Battlefield is a death sentence?! Pick up your weapon! The demons aren't all dead yet!"

This stern, rugged, and unquestionable rebuke, like a conditioned reflex, instantly pierced through Poka's confusion and shock.

"Yes, sir!"

Poka almost instinctively straightened his back and roared in response with all his might, his injured body trembling slightly with excitement.

He grabbed the warhammer that had fallen to the ground, assumed a defensive stance, and sharpened his gaze, staring intently at the restless demons around him.

Only then did he truly "hear" his father's voice—no longer the flesh-and-blood voice of his memory, but the whisper of a heroic spirit with a sacred echo. Yet, the concern and familiarity behind that sternness felt incredibly real.

As Halsen's spirit watched his son instantly recover from shock and regain his fighting stance, a subtle yet incredibly gratified smile seemed to appear beneath his light-forged mask.

He pointed his spear of light at a Flomoth who was trying to launch a sneak attack. His voice remained serious, but it carried an inexplicable gentleness.

"You've grown up, kid. The greenhorn from boot camp can now slay demons in the abyss... Very good. Let's save the reminiscing for after the victory."

“Our Lord has given us time to return and talk; there is no need to worry.”

"Now, fight! For order! For the savior! And for... your dead mother!"

The last sentence carries a heavy, resolute tone.

He joined the Night's Watch because his wife died in the waves of the Void.

"For order! For mothers!"

Poka's eyes instantly reddened, but his fighting spirit soared like never before.

He roared, as if to transform all his shock, sorrow, and ecstasy of reunion into power, wielding his warhammer and smashing it down on the nearest demon, following the direction guided by his father's divine light.

The belief that father and son would fight side by side burned fiercely in his heart like the most intense sacred flame.

This situation occurred throughout the team.

After all, those chosen to become Heroic Spirits are absolute warriors, and those who become Heroic Spirits do so because their deaths were extremely tragic and difficult to revive.

This is the Night's Watch's most elite force, and many of its members were once their comrades-in-arms.

Such encounters are naturally happening everywhere.

With the arrival of the Holy Gunners, the battlefield situation instantly reversed, resulting in an overwhelming and crushing victory.

The Radiant Knights' arrayed charge was like a red-hot branding iron, repeatedly carving scorched, deathly trenches into the demon horde.

The Radiant Archer's precise kills and all-encompassing Purifying Rain left high-level demons nowhere to hide, continuously weakening the enemy's overall strength.

The mobile bulwark erected by the Oathkeepers became the Night's Watch warriors' strongest support and platform for counterattacks. The overlapping holy radiant domains covered most of the battlefield, greatly suppressing the chaotic energy, enhancing the Night's Watch's condition, and making the demons feel as if they were mired in a quagmire.

The demons' resistance crumbled quickly before such a highly efficient, coordinated, and powerfully aura-filled holy legion.

The annihilation speed, which had been slowed by the shadows, suddenly increased. The remaining demons were divided and surrounded, and fell in droves under the strangulation of the holy spears and the weapons of the Night Watch.

Velen stood in the center of the battlefield, holding the [Radiant Oath], taking command in place of the current Lelia.

He had a clear understanding of the overall situation on the battlefield.

When he saw that the demon reinforcements on his flank had been completely suppressed and annihilated by the Sharpshooters and the Night Watchmen, it was only a matter of time before he turned his gaze to the other side of the battlefield without hesitation.

There, the golden-red flames of battle and the raging fel energy were still clashing fiercely. Leilia was still struggling to hold on against the siege of two powerful demon lords. Although her fighting spirit was not diminished, she was clearly on the defensive.

"General Leilia! Catch!"

With a roar, Velen mustered all his strength and hurled the [Radiant Oath] spear in his hand toward Leilia.

He doesn't need it anymore.

He has gained an absolute advantage, even a crushing one, in the main battlefields he is in charge of.

call out--!
【Radiant Oath】transformed into a golden meteor that pierced through the battlefield, ignoring the distance in space, and instantly flew to the top of Leilia's head.

Just as Lelia, who had just deflected the Berserker Demon Lord's heavy slash with her axe and narrowly avoided the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord's tricky bone blade cut, sensed something and suddenly looked up.

Her bright red ponytail danced wildly, and her eyes shone with an astonishing brilliance.

"Perfect timing! Let me try out Cana's sharpshooting!"

She let out a wild laugh, the holy flames of the [Sun Soul] battle axe tightly gripped in her left hand surged, and her right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the shaft of the [Radiant Oath] spear that was flying towards her.

Om-! ! !
The moment Leilia's right hand gripped the shaft of the [Radiant Oath] spear, a sudden change occurred.

The golden-red holy flames of [Sun Soul] in her left hand and the blazing white holy light of [Radiant Oath] in her right hand seemed to have found a source of resonance, instantly merging and surging together.

The golden-red and incandescent white flames intertwined and swirled, eventually merging into a purer, more violent, and destructively purifying platinum-gold flame.

The flames not only enveloped her dual weapons, but also, like a burning battle robe, instantly covered Lelia's entire body.

Both possess powerful forces of order, and when combined, they immediately unleash tremendous, even exaggerated, power.

"Ugh—!"

Leilia let out a long, exhilarating roar, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

A vast and powerful divine force surged into [Radiant Oath], perfectly combining with her own raging war god power.

Her aura instantly soared to a terrifying level.

The bodies of the centaur and the horse seemed to have swelled up, and their four hooves pounded the ground, causing it to crack inch by inch.

Platinum flames burned fiercely around her, and the oppressive aura emanating from them caused the two demon lords besieging her to feel a suffocating, searing pain.

The power of the soul that Lelia originally possessed, under the blessing of order, caused the radiance of the soul to swell directly from her body.

This means that these rays of light not only have a simple physical effect, but also have a significant impact on the demon's soul and will.

The two demon lords were significantly weakened.

In an instant, the darkness and chaos above everyone's heads were dispelled.

A small radiance of the sun appeared there.

This does not refer to any particular deity; it refers to pure light and the sun.

The battle axe in Leilia's hand is a reflection of the power of the sun, and the divine spear in her hand is a reflection of divine light.

The sun overhead turned golden, casting a pale golden glow.

The overall order of the battlefield has been strengthened once again.

"Scum! My turn!"

Leilia grinned maliciously, her eyes completely filled with platinum-gold light.

She stopped dodging and blocking.

With his left hand, the [Sun Soul], imbued with the platinum holy flames that could incinerate all things, cleaved fiercely towards the Berserker Demon Lord's Hellfire Giant Axe with the force to split mountains and shatter peaks.

At the same time, the [Radiant Oath] divine spear in his right hand emerged like a poisonous dragon from its lair, its tip gleaming with the cold light of the [Piercing] rule that ignored defense, piercing with unparalleled precision towards the core joint of the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord that had been exposed by the attack.

Boom! Sizzle!

A deafening explosion and a tearing sound rang out simultaneously.

The moment the Berserker Demon Lord's giant axe, burning with hellfire, came into contact with the Platinum Holy Flame, the fel energy flames on it were forcibly suppressed and extinguished.

The axe blade was cleaved high into the air by the [Sun Soul], and the Berserker Demon Lord's massive body staggered backward uncontrollably. The scales on his thick arms cracked, and molten demonic blood splattered everywhere.

Its eyes were filled with unbelievable horror; the power increase was too outrageous.

The Bone-Piercing Demon Lord let out a shrill scream.

Its prized bone blade, capable of cutting through adamantite, is as fragile as paper before the [Piercing] rule of [Radiant Oath].

The divine spear pierced precisely through the joint of one of its main arms, and divine purifying power surged wildly into it through the wound.

The hard exoskeleton and internal energy channels that made up its arm were instantly destroyed and purified, and the entire arm was severed at the shoulder as if it had been melted by high temperature.

A viscous, corrosive, dark green fluid spurted out, only to be instantly evaporated by the sacred flames.

Just one strike.

With her dual-wielding artifacts, Lelia severely injured two demon lords who had suppressed her for a long time.

The battlefield situation reversed instantly.

"impossible!"

The Bone-Piercing Demon Lord let out a terrified soul-piercing scream. The excruciating pain from its severed arm and the deadly threat posed by the platinum-gold flames instantly robbed it of all fighting spirit.

Its remaining three bone blades swung wildly, forcing back any possible pursuit from Lelia, while its body twisted and blurred strangely, preparing to use its most proficient spatial teleportation to escape.

"Want to run?!"

Seeing his companion's actions, the Berserker Demon Lord's single, lava-like eye flashed with extreme rage and...cruelty.

It knew that its speed was far inferior to that of the Bone-Piercing Demon, and if it let the other escape, it would definitely become the next target of this terrifying centaur and would surely die.

Just as the figure of the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord was about to completely fade into nothingness.

"Traitor! Stay here!"

The Berserker Lord let out a beastly roar, and with its only remaining intact arm, it swung its Hellfire Axe, not at Lelia, but with a mad urge to take her down with it, and slashed fiercely at the back of the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord, who was in the middle of casting Spatial Blink and whose defenses were most vulnerable.

"You?! Balzac won't let this go..."

The horrified screams of the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord abruptly ceased.

Pfft—!
The giant axe, still burning with remnants of hellfire, cleaved through the relatively vulnerable carapace of the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord without any resistance, embedding itself deep into its core.

A violent burst of destructive energy exploded within his body!

The figure of the Bone-Piercing Demon Lord was suddenly blasted out of its ethereal state. It looked down in disbelief at the axe blade protruding from its chest, its body convulsing violently, and its three heads simultaneously emitted desperate and unwilling screams.

It glared venomously at the Berserker Lord, but under the combined effects of the internally erupting fel energy and the externally invading holy power, it was powerless to escape.

Using the recoil from the axe blow, the Berserker Lord slammed his massive body backward, forcefully knocking aside two Night Watch heroes who tried to intercept him.

Without looking back, he ran desperately toward the edge of the battlefield where the demonic aura was strongest.

It even burned its primordial demonic blood, its speed soaring to its limit, instantly turning into a tiny dot and disappearing into the billowing sulfurous smoke and chaotic energy turbulence. (End of Chapter)