A different world game? A different world game!

Five gates of light opened.

From within the first door came the resounding, sacred battle horns and the uniform, thunderous sound of hooves.

The next moment, the Radiant Knight Legion, radiating pure light, surged out like a flood bursting its banks.

They were clad in gleaming, light-forged armor, rode chocobos also made of divine energy, and wielded shimmering spears.

The charging formation of the knights was like a moving, indestructible wall of light, and their divine pressure swept over us like a tangible tsunami.

The leading knight raised his light spear, which shared the same origin as the [Radiant Oath] in Leilia's hand, and let out a deafening battle roar.

A legendary Night's Watchman, after his death, became a spirit, strengthened by the light of divine power.

"In the name of the Oath of Glory, purify the darkness!"

The second door unleashed a torrent of scorching air, seemingly connecting to the core of lava.

The Radiant Winged Archers Legion took flight.

They have wings of pure flame on their backs and wield giant bows burning with sacred fire.

The moment they took off, countless "tracking spears" trailing long flames flew past the charging knights like a reverse meteor shower.

Soaring through the sky, a precise, preemptive volley was launched, striking the holes in the rock fortress and the surrounding demon horde, triggering a series of holy explosions and the demons' screams.

They shouted in unison: "Let the flames burn away all evil!"

The third door emitted a vibrant emerald light that spread gently yet firmly, revealing what appeared to be an endless jade forest inside.

A verdant light enveloped them, and all the Night Watchmen felt their lives come alive; any slight fatigue vanished instantly. It seemed that everyone had once again reached their peak condition.

The Legion of the Holy Oath Defenders marched out with heavy but firm steps.

They were clad in heavy light armor, with life runes inscribed on it, and wielded massive tower shields and warhammers.

Instead of rushing forward, they quickly built a "barrier of life" that was constantly advancing as they marched.

These individuals, who were once Night's Watch members, quickly integrated into the entire assault system, occupying important defensive positions.

Layers of thick green light protected the charging archers, mages, and priests behind them. The radiance of life not only provided defense but also continuously healed the minor wounds of the nearby Night's Watch warriors.

The fourth door revealed a deep, dark abyss that swallowed up light.

The darkness did not resemble the power of order.

The Dark Erosion Legion appeared silently, their forms existing between solidity and shadow, wielding bizarre weapons made of annihilation energy.

The light distorted wherever they went.

The demon's magical shield dimmed and melted as if it had encountered its nemesis, and the solid rock was corroded into fragility by the dark power.

They were silent as shadows, yet exuded the most chilling aura of destruction. With a flick of the leader's [Dark Erosion] spear, the chaotic energy in the target area was instantly drawn away and annihilated.

A biting cold current swept out from the fifth door, leading to an eternal winter kingdom.

The Frosthowl Legion rode out on behemoths made of ice skeletons.

The extreme cold spread instantly, freezing the ground along the path of the charge into a smooth layer of ice, and causing moisture in the air to condense into ice crystals and snowflakes.

They swung their frost spears, sending up radiating glacial spikes that froze and tore apart the demons in their path.

Karina, the leader, transformed into a giant war bear, wielding an enlarged version of the [Frost Howl].

The divine spear spirit, carrying the essence of immortal will and the power of the gods, descends upon the battlefield in the most awe-inspiring way.

Their appearance not only brought a powerful new force, but also pushed the domain power of the five divine spears to its limit, forming a vast composite domain that suppressed chaos and amplified order.

"For order! For our homes! Charge!!!!"

Leilia's roar was like the trumpet of final judgment, drowning out all other sounds.

With a powerful stomp of her four hooves, she shattered the hard rock and transformed into a streak of gold and red, the first to rush down the steep slope, heading straight for the demon's lair.

"kill--!!!"

Her response was met with the combined might of twenty thousand Night's Watch comrades, flesh and blood, and the ultimate roar of six thousand holy spirits that shook the universe and tore through the abyss!

The Radiant Knights' torrent of light-forged energy began to accelerate, the sound of their hooves merging into a destructive thunderclap!

The Radiant Archer's wings of light obscured part of the sky, and the rain of light spears became even denser!
The mobile barrier of the Oath Defenders advances resolutely, protecting their comrades behind them from everything!
The Dark Corruption Spirits merge into the shadows, creating deadly chaos and annihilation within the demonic front!
The Frost Howl's chill sweeps across the land, freezing paths and tearing enemies apart!
The Night's Watch warriors followed closely behind their respective heroic armies, surging down like a raging tide.

The blade of the Abyss Arbiter gleamed with the cold light of vengeance, while the roar of the Miniature Holy Light Hand Cannon blended into a hymn of purification for evil.

They stood shoulder to shoulder with the fallen heroes, calling out the names of their fallen comrades, their homes, and their yearning for victory.

"For the forests!"

"For the anvil!"

"For the world!"

"Kill all the demons!"

Five teams, a destructive torrent of 26,000 soldiers composed of battle veterans and sacred spirits, led by five gun-wielding captains who were embodied as "the sharpest spears."

They launched a desperate charge against the horde of demons.

The scorched earth of the abyss trembled beneath my feet; it wasn't the pulse of nature, but the prelude to the impending collision of two destructive forces.

A torrent of Night's Watchmen and heroic spirits, carrying with them five-colored divine light and the will to vengeance, poured down from the high slope, crashing irresistibly into the demon's lair, a jagged black rock formation resembling the gaping maw of hell.

Outside the lair, the number of demons was beyond description; it was a boiling, writhing sea of ​​flesh and blood.

Demons of inferior quality, cowardly demons, horned demons, berserker demons... layer upon layer, roaring and howling, filled the cracks in the rocks and every inch of open space like maggots.

It formed a boundless black carpet of flesh, exuding the stench of sulfur and an aura of despair.

They crowded and jostled, their chaotic instincts driving them toward the slope, attempting to overwhelm the blinding holy light with their endless numbers.

There was no tight formation, only a wall of flesh and blood, built of pure madness and sheer numbers, constantly crawling forward.

Leading the charge was the Radiant Knights Legion.

Clad in lightforged heavy armor and riding sacred chocobos, they held long spears of light pointing forward, with sacred energy converging at their vanguard into a colossal, rapidly spinning, blazing white cone of light.

This cone of light is the sharp blade that tears through chaos!

Boom! ...
The light cone collided violently with the wall of demonic flesh.

There was no piercing metallic clang, only a teeth-grinding hissing sound of melting and the terrifying muffled thuds of countless demons instantly exploding, evaporating, and being incinerated by holy flames.

The lesser demons and cowardly demons in the front row, upon touching the light cone, were like snowballs thrown into a furnace, turning to ashes in the blinding white light before they could even scream.

The stronger horned demons and berserkers, with their tough shells and magical energy, are like paper in front of the Holy Light Cone.

The body was easily pierced and torn apart, followed by a holy shockwave that sent demons within several meters flying, their limbs flying. Blood and entrails sizzled in the holy flames, turning into wisps of black smoke that rose into the air.

The knightly legion, like a red-hot iron cutting into butter, plowed a path of destruction, burning with golden flames, into the boundless sea of ​​demons, stretching ever deeper into the depths.

The demons' formation was ripped open by this indestructible holy arrow, leaving a gaping wound flowing with molten gold and foul blood. Just as the knightly legion tore through the demons' front line, creating immense chaos, the sky suddenly darkened—no, it was obscured.

It is the Radiant Winged Archer Legion taking to the skies.

They had wings of light on their backs, hovered in mid-air, and had drawn their sacred giant bows to the brim.

"Purifying rain—pouring down!"

With a clear and resonant command, a deadly "rain" began to fall from the sky.

It was no longer the life-giving rain of Emerald Heart, but a tracking spear of light with a long tail, composed of pure divine energy.

Like shooting stars moving in reverse, they swept across the front lines of the fierce battle below, precisely covering the rear of the demon horde and the honeycomb-like holes in the rock fortress.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—boom boom boom boom boom!

The light spears seemed to have eyes, piercing precisely into the swarm of demons trying to surge up from behind, penetrating deep into the holes spewing demonic energy.

The dense explosions merged into a deafening symphony of destruction.

Each explosion of the light spears transformed into a purifying sphere of light, instantly vaporizing and annihilating the demons within range, or causing them to wail in agony and suffer mutilation from the burning divine energy.

The surface of the rock fortress was blasted into a shower of rubble, and even more shrill and chaotic roars came from the holes.

This sweeping long-range attack, like a precise reaping scythe, ruthlessly eliminated the demons' reinforcements, preventing them from filling the gaps torn open by the knights' legion, and further wedging chaos and panic deep into the demons' lair.

The Holy Knight's tearing attack and the Sharpshooter's covering fire cleared a path for the following troops.

The combined torrent of Night's Watchmen and Heroic Spirits, like a raging torrent bursting its banks, finally crashed completely into the vast ocean of demons.

The waves collided!

It was no longer a sharp, piercing attack, but a full-scale, brutal melee and crushing battle.

A Radiant Knight rode a Lightforged Chocobo, becoming one with the rider, transforming into a dazzling golden streak.

He wasn't "slashing" but "crashing" and "penetrating"! Wherever the streak of light passed, the low-level demons in its path were as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, their bodies instantly exploding into blood mist and fragments, unable even to utter a scream.

The stronger demons were grazed by the stream of light, the divine energy clinging to them like a leech, leaving scorched marks on their tough scales or carapaces.

The intense pain of purification caused them to let out heart-wrenching howls, their movements became distorted, and they collapsed to the ground in agony, only to be trampled or killed by the Night Watchers who followed.

A Night's Watch warrior, his Barrier Oath armor splattered with blade marks, roared as he swung his Abyss Arbiter greatsword.

A powerful horned demon overlord roared and swung his serrated greatsword at the opposite side.

The warrior neither dodged nor evaded; his greatsword, imbued with his full strength and the precision granted by data analysis, met the attack head-on.

Clang—Click.

The horned demon's serrated greatsword was actually cleaved in two.

The greatsword continued its momentum, burning with vengeful fury, and slashed fiercely into the horned demon's thick neck. Blood splattered, and a hideous head flew off.

But the next second, a shadow demon lurking on the side suddenly appeared, its poisoned bone dagger darting towards the crack in his armor.

The soldier groaned as a numb sensation spread through his wound, his blood volume plummeted, and his movements faltered.

Just as Shadow Fiend was trying to finish off the enemy, a giant axe burning with hellfire came hurtling in from another direction.

A berserker lord grinned maliciously as he slashed at the wounded warrior's back! Bang!!

The heavy axe blade slammed into the warrior's back armor, the sturdy [Barrier Oath] groaning painfully as it tore open a huge gash, instantly staining the lining crimson with blood.

The immense impact sent the warrior flying, crashing heavily to the ground, his health bar visibly plummeting into the danger zone.

However, there was no fear in his eyes, only a chilling killing intent.

He struggled to get up, but the Shadow Fiend's bone dagger struck again.

At the critical moment, a figure rushed over.

A heavy tower shield slammed into Shadow Fiend with a thud, causing him to stumble.

The visitor turned out to be a priest dressed in heavy armor.

He parried the Shadow Fiend's counterattack with his shield in one hand, and with the other, he swung his heavy Holy Light Chain Hammer, smashing the head of a nearby Lesser Demon that lunged at him. At the same time, he quickly chanted, and a warm golden holy light instantly enveloped the wounded warrior—[Quick Heal].

The warrior's health recovered at a visible rate, and the paralysis subsided.

He roared and, back to back with the heavily armored priest, once again faced the charging berserker lord.

The warrior parried the powerful axe blow with his greatsword, and the priest seized the opportunity to sweep his chain mace, striking the berserker's knee and causing him to stagger.

The warrior seized the opening, and light gathered on his greatsword. A condensed [Cleave] blade flashed, and the Berserker Demon Lord's massive head rolled to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

The mobile barrier formed by the defenders of the sacred oath steadily advanced forward.

Their massive tower shields were driven deep into the scorched earth, with emerald life runes flowing across their surfaces.

A berserker roared as it rammed into the shield array, but the shield instantly erupted with a resilient green light that deflected it.

At the same time, several thick, spiky, bloodthirsty vines, like venomous snakes, suddenly shot out from the edges of the shields and from beneath their feet, piercing the bodies of the berserker demon and several horned demons around it with lightning speed.

The vines twisted and sucked wildly, and the demons let out shrill screams as their flesh and blood essence was rapidly extracted, their bodies shriveling up at a visible speed.

Even more terrifying, vibrant green shoots sprouted from the wounds inflicted by the vines, and even from their eye sockets, mouths, and noses, growing and flowering rapidly.

One after another, alluring yet deadly flowers bloom on the demon's withered or not-yet-alive body, turning the living demon into mobile fertilizer and gruesome "flower pots".

The vines intertwined and quickly formed a strong green net in front, temporarily blocking the onslaught of more demons.

The Night Watch archers and mages behind the barrier seized the opportunity, raining down arrows, holy light, and fireballs across the barrier, precisely clearing away the blocked hordes of demons.

The Dark Corruption Heroes roamed the battlefield like ghosts.

They had no physical form, but turned into thick, deep shadows and smoke that constantly dripped with dark, asphalt-like substances.

They silently infiltrated the area where demons were most concentrated. The demons' attacks landed on them, like mud sinking into the sea, swallowed and annihilated by the liquid darkness.

The smoke formed by the Dark Corruption Heroes swept over the demons, bringing only ultimate annihilation.

The low-level demon melted instantly, as if it had been splashed with strong acid, turning into a puddle of bubbling black mud.

The mid-to-high-ranking demons felt an indescribable weakness and confusion. Their magical energy was eroded and drained by the dark power, their movements became sluggish and stiff, and their minds fell into a daze.

They stood there blankly, even attacking their companions.

The Night's Watch's blades and the spirits' spears seized the opportunity to pierce their defenseless bodies without mercy.

The power of the Dark Corruption spread like a plague among the demons, creating chaos and silent death.

The Night's Watch's charge, supported by the powerful and complementary characteristics of the five elite spear-wielding warriors, unleashed a terrifying force far exceeding the demons' expectations.

They were no longer waves crashing against the rocks, but a destructive storm burning with sacred flames, entwined with the vines of life, and carrying extreme cold and annihilation, violently sweeping, tearing, and purifying this filthy sea of ​​demons before them.

The entrance to the rock fortress, a fissure resembling the gaping maw of hell, was being forcibly pried open inch by inch by this unstoppable torrent amidst deafening battle cries, demonic howls, holy explosions, and the annihilation of magical energy. (End of Chapter)