A different world game? A different world game!

On the battlefield of the abyss.

Cana's hands flew across the page with the precision of a conductor.

The earth seemed to boil in response to its will, and countless silver, liquid stars burst forth from the soil like wildly growing thorny vines.

These silver vines, shimmering with runes of order, are not merely binding; they entwine, pierce, and tear, instantly engulfing swarms of low-level demons along the path.

The demons let out mournful howls, their bodies being corroded and decomposed the moment they came into contact with the molten silver, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating—this was an orderly creation containing the power to kill gods, an absolute annihilation for mortal demons.

Silver Vine's true target was the colossus formed by lava and cracks.

The thick silver vine trunk coiled around Magrum's massive lower limbs and waist like a giant python, even attempting to bind his tattered wings.

The silver light clashed violently with the filthy blood light surging on Magrum's body, producing a piercing "sizzling" sound, as if cold water had been poured into boiling oil. Each contact exploded into large, chaotic bursts of energy sparks.

"Ugh! Annoying bugs!"

Magrum roared, his massive body jerking violently as he tried to break free.

However, the silver vine is exceptionally resilient and constantly regenerates and twines around.

The crimson hammer in his hand seemed to have a life of its own, humming as it automatically broke free from his control, as if manipulated by an invisible hand, transforming into a scarlet meteor that slammed down on the densest silver "tree stumps" below.

Boom!

Where the giant hammer struck, silver liquid splattered everywhere, the ground cracked, and a section of the entwined vines was smashed off.

However, new silver liquid instantly gushed out from the fracture, filling the gap and even splitting into more sharp, spear-like spikes that frantically stabbed at Maglum's joints and armor gaps from all directions.

The silver liquid's flexibility allows it to play a vital role in any battle.

"Go away!"

Magrum roared, his black and red aura surging and condensing into several enormous energy claws burning with abyssal fire.

The claws gripped the silver vine trunk wrapped around its body, tearing several huge gashes through the resilient vines of order with a sickening metallic twisting sound and an explosive burst of energy annihilation.

Just as he broke free of his restraints and his power exploded to its peak, the torn silver vines and the tips of all the poised spikes around him suddenly lit up with dazzling scarlet patterns.

That was an extension of the dark red patterns on Cana's liquid star arm, a brief infusion of the power of the Blood God.

"Godslayer - Pierce!"

Om-!
Dozens of silver spikes, shrouded in crimson blood, suddenly increased in speed and power several times over, tearing through space like spears of judgment, and piercing straight at Magrum.

puff!

Despite Magrum's lightning-fast reaction, his warhammer swung back to parry and shatter most of the spikes, one of the most cunning spikes, imbued with double god-slaying power, precisely pierced the weak point of his cracked armor at his shoulder blade.

"Ugh—!"

Magrum let out a roar of pain and rage.

The silvery spikes not only brought excruciating physical pain, but also a cold, corrosive, and divinity-disintegrating force that frantically drilled into the wound.

This feeling was far from ordinary damage; it was a "god-killing" attribute that could truly threaten his divine core.

The blood and energy surging in his body suddenly stagnated.

It's outrageous that a god possesses the power to kill gods.

The God-Slaying attribute is no weak thing.

The conditions for obtaining it are extremely stringent.

Throughout the entire astral plane, there aren't many things that can harm gods, but they are certainly not few either.

However, depending on the race, power, and rules of the gods, the energy of things that can affect each other must be mutually restrained.

However, those with a purely god-slaying attribute are not included in this category.

It originates from the gifts of the astral realm, which is a certain restraining effect on the attribute of divinity.

It seems that to be called a savior, Kana has indeed accomplished some unimaginable things.

The excruciating pain, like icy venom, instantly extinguished Magrum's plan to "just put on a show."

He is a god who has the rules of war.

It is the embodiment of blood and fire!
Chaos and violence are his true nature!
To be wounded by a "newly ascended" deity of order is the greatest insult in itself. Not to mention the excruciating pain of killing a god.

"Kana!!!"

Magrum's eyes were completely consumed by a frenzied crimson, and the dam of reason was breached by the surging fighting spirit and chaotic rage.

He no longer cared about the expansion benefits of the bloody battlefield; at this moment, he only wanted to completely smash and devour the silver embodiment of order before him.

Perhaps this tacit agreement to consume resources will maximize profits.

But for the evil god of the abyss, maximizing profits is impossible to some extent, not to mention that he has the rules of war.

Once war begins, it is no longer determined by his own will.

boom!
He swung his giant hammer violently, and the violent crimson energy exploded like a tsunami, shattering all the remaining silver vines and spikes around him into dust.

With a sudden flap of its tattered giant wings, it ceased its clumsy flight and transformed into two crimson streaks of light that tore through space, charging wildly toward Kana's main body with earth-shattering force.

Wherever it passed, it left behind scorching lava trails in the space, plowed deep trenches into the ground, and instantly vaporized demons and rocks that had no time to escape.

Faced with this enraged, destructive charge, data streams flickered wildly in Kana's silver pupils.

He did not confront it directly, but simply pressed his hands down in front of him.

The space around them rippled, and six silver puppets clad in liquid star armor and with wings of light on their backs instantly materialized.

Wielding spears made of pure ordered energy, they stood expressionless, like the most sophisticated killing machines, charging headlong into Magrum's crimson light.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Boom!
The deafening crashes continued incessantly.

The six puppets worked together seamlessly, their spears thrusting, parrying, and blocking, creating a silver curtain of spears that managed to halt Maglum's ferocious charge.

Mars and energy debris rained down like a storm.

These puppet figures were quite powerful; by restraining each other and overwhelming the enemy with sheer numbers, they directly blocked Magrum's melee charge.

He really couldn't do anything about these six puppets for the time being; they weren't things that could be easily destroyed.

There is definitely the power of rules involved.

The silver liquid is part of the Kaina Rules, and the crimson liquid used as an energy pump is also part of the Rules.

However, the rules governing dolls and the rules governing souls still exist.

Therefore, the entire puppet system is an aggregation of several rules, coupled with data-driven operations. Even though no single puppet has reached the level of a god, their combined efforts still allow them to maintain control.

"Coward! You only dare to hide behind a puppet?!"

Magrum swung his giant hammer furiously, smashing a doll until it was covered in molten silver and its form was mostly destroyed, all while letting out a deafening roar of insults.

"Is this the posture of a savior? A laughable coward!"

Kana ignored the insults, the ring of order composed of pure data streams behind his head silently spinning and deducing. With a slight twitch of his fingertips, several slender yet tangible scarlet blood vessels descended from the void, precisely linking to the remaining five and the puppet that was being reassembled.

hum!
The silver puppet, enhanced by the power of the Blood God, was instantly tinged with an eerie red hue amidst the starlight on its body. It moved faster and became stronger, its spear even leaving a scarlet trail that tore through space when it thrust out.

Several figures, their red and silver intertwined like ghosts, frantically attacked Maglum.

The spear was used to target his joints, cracks in his armor, and the shoulder wound that had just been pierced.

Although it couldn't inflict fatal damage, it greatly annoyed Maglum, causing his attacks to be repeatedly thwarted.

Boom! Boom!

The aftermath of the war of gods was devastating.

Each collision of the giant hammer and the spear, each burst of energy, was like a meteorite falling to earth, blasting open huge craters in the scorched abyss.

The shockwave swept across, indiscriminately crushing low-level demons within its range into mincemeat, and even shattering the sturdy remains of a skeletal fortress.

This horrific destruction, in effect, cleared away numerous obstacles for the Night's Watch and the Legion of Heroes, who were advancing towards the core of the Chaos Pit, tearing open a wider passage. The torrent led by Lelia, taking advantage of this "divinely bestowed" chaos, was now piercing the heart of the demon with even greater ferocity.

However, in Cana's calm observation, the data stream gave a clear warning.

Magrum's aura did not weaken despite the obstruction; on the contrary, it continued to rise.

With each furious roar and each ferocious strike, the lava on his body shone even brighter, and the blood seeping from the cracks in his armor became even thicker and more viscous.

His rules were in effect—the passion and duration of the battle, like fuel, constantly ignited and amplified the destructive power of this god of war.

The longer it drags on, the stronger he will become!

“Delaying is beneficial to the overall battle situation, but it will increase the risk to individual units… We need to reduce their combat intensity and weaken their fighting spirit.” Kana instantly came up with the optimal solution.

The strategy was immediately changed.

The six enhanced silver puppets suddenly changed their tactics, no longer seeking head-on interception and killing, but instead transforming into the most annoying "mosquitoes and flies".

Using their extreme speed, they continuously project energy chains, binding halos, and slowing force fields composed of silver liquid and scarlet blood lines from afar, or condense a large amount of silver mist that interferes with vision and energy needles that emit piercing high-frequency noise.

These attacks, though not particularly powerful, were like a persistent affliction, constantly harassing and slowing Magrum's movements, interrupting his power-building and preventing him from unleashing his full potential.

"Ugh! Damn it! You flies! Come out here! Fight me!"

Maglum was indeed furious.

This frustrating fighting style, unable to fully unleash his power, runs counter to his pursuit of a war godlike, frenzied, head-on clash.

He felt the fire of battle burning within him as if it were being smothered by a damp rag, making him restless and maddened.

He swung his giant hammer, smashing the annoying chains and force fields with madness, spewing out molten breath and vaporizing light mist.

He even went so far as to expend his power to unleash a wide-range shockwave in an attempt to clear the area, but Kana's harassment was relentless, and he always managed to precisely create new "trouble" just as his old power was exhausted and his new power was generated.

This tactic successfully caused Maglum's peak fighting spirit, ignited by injury and anger and capable of burning away reason, to begin to fluctuate and decline, as if doused with cold water.

He remained powerful and dangerous, but the terrifying aura that had been escalating with the duration of the battle was now clearly being curbed, and even showed signs of slowing down.

Like the most skilled beast tamer, Kana used cold silver threads and precise calculations to gradually wear down the madness of the God of War of the Abyss.

But once the desire to fight subsides, the clever mind takes over.

Magrum calmed down and began to consider the gains and losses, starting a tacit battle with Kana, wearing each other down.

They struck a pose as if they were entangled by six puppets, fighting back and forth in the sky.

The collision between the two sides was so intense that the shockwaves shattered the space and turned the dark earth upside down.

Lava gushed out from the cracks as it was squeezed by the force, plunging the entire area into an extremely dangerous environment.

Large numbers of demons died in droves due to the influence of this environment.

Meanwhile, the Night Watchmen, deliberately pulled and dragged by Cana, had already moved away from the core of the battlefield and were now fighting on the other side, causing widespread destruction to the entire core node.

Multiple superpositions have nearly destroyed this crucial demon node core. The Abyss's control is declining at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The proportion of order is increasing.

The abyss roared in Magrum's ears, but Magrum was indeed fighting hard; he had no intention of letting it go unchecked.

He fought with such passion, wielding his warhammer with such ferocity.

With a sudden burst of force, he shattered one of the puppets into pieces; he had succeeded.

Then another puppet appeared and began fighting him.

He roared and howled in anger, then continued to be ganged up on by the six puppets, fighting them back and forth with great passion.

He would occasionally be poked in the body by the puppet, and the wounds left on his body by the power to kill gods were difficult to heal.

He worked so hard.

He devoted himself to the abyss.

Even in such a divine battle, they still did their best.

Kana floated to the side, waving his hands incessantly, using the blood lines hanging from the sky to control the six puppets and launch a siege.

Both sides were so passionate.

The intensity of the battle grew stronger with each wave, and the powerful collision of divine forces almost spread throughout the entire battlefield.

It was as if they were announcing to everyone that a divine war was taking place here, and it seemed that everyone was really fighting.

They have such great chemistry.

The defense line is still in the distance.

The Abyss Messenger and Carlos, who stood before him, were also huddled together.

The clash of forces between the two sides appeared far less effective.

Sensing the fluctuations coming from afar, the Fallen Abyss Messenger couldn't help but curl his lip.

What a piece of shit! I never thought such a reckless guy would have this side to him, actually putting on airs at a time like this.

That's fine, though. If he were at the scene of that battle, he would definitely be suppressed.

The reason for this tacit understanding is clearly because Maglum is indeed qualified to fight Kana on equal terms, and he is not restrained by Kana in any way.

If he were to fight Kana, it would be impossible for him to gain the upper hand.

At this moment, he believed that the savior, Kana, would be more than willing to severely injure an evil god.

Instead of consuming resources in a tacit manner like we are now.

The data in the abyss is plummeting.

Order's share has exceeded 50%, and this breakthrough was instantly transmitted to other battlefields.

This seemed like a signal. (End of Chapter)