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Bloodbath in the Abyss.

As the Light of Order exploded at the heart of the Chaos Pit, the intense fluctuations that signaled the Order's dominance exceeding 62% were like a boulder thrown into a stagnant pool of abyss.

The ripples instantly pierced through countless dimensional barriers, spreading throughout the entire battlefield of bloodshed.

The first to sense the impact of this force of order overpowering the chaotic forces of the abyss was the Judgment Mist, which was directing the "Purifying Mist" to annihilate the demon legion on the scorched earth of the first layer of bloody battle.

The female deity, composed of a constantly flowing, shimmering silver mist, paused slightly in her misty form, and the light at her core, representing her will, suddenly shone brightly.

She clearly pinpointed the source of the fluctuations—the 1121st layer of the abyss.

“Kana…”

A human-like ripple spread across the core of the fog of judgment.

It was she who introduced this newly crowned savior to the battlefield.

She knew all too well the despairing concentration of chaos on the 1121st floor, where the power of the Abyss had once been overwhelming.

How long has it been?

Although Canna made some contributions in the last bloody battle and gained some minor fame, it was only a small change.

But this time, such a huge change has occurred.

And on that floor.

What did Kana do?
Kana not only gained a foothold, but also forcefully reversed the situation, even pushing order to an unprecedented level.

This is not only good news, but also a once-in-a-lifetime strategic window.

All life immediately realized the importance of this.

Without the slightest hesitation, the silver mist that constituted her body instantly collapsed inward, ignoring the barrier of spatial distance, as if blown away by an invisible wind, and then instantly returned to the core of the first layer of the bloodbath battlefield.

It re-formed itself within the Bloodbath Fortress on the Order side.

When her misty figure settled in the magnificent council hall of the fortress, she discovered that several imposing figures had arrived earlier than her beside the star map of order in the center of the hall.

The spatial fluctuations had not yet completely subsided, and they were clearly drawn here by the strong signal of the breaking of order.

The fact that everyone appeared here at almost the same time indicates that they all thought the same thing: the fluctuations of the abyss had been detected by many gods.

One of the figures, composed of dazzling stardust and cold starlight, exuded a sharp aura of battle and conquest; it was none other than Ilstar—the star god of war who once defended the 1121st floor.

He had only been away from his post for a short time, and now his face, adorned with starlight, showed a clear look of surprise and a hint of understanding.

How could such a huge change have occurred in such a short time since he left?
The gods exchanged glances, and without a word, they all understood why the other had come.

The torrent of order emanating from the 1121st floor was like a lighthouse in the darkness, impossible to ignore.

"Ilstar," the will of Judgment Mist swept through the hall like a cold silver mist, asking first, "What was the situation on Floor 1121 when you left? Who replaced you?"

Her voice was ethereal and resonant.

All she knew was that Kana was there; she didn't know who the deity who originally resided there was.

The starlight body of Ilstar flickered slightly, its thoughts responding: "Chaos reigns supreme, and the Abyss God Magrum is stationed at the core. We can only hold onto the Blood Battle Fortress. After Kana arrived, he opened up the Blood Pit Fortress."

"Carlos has taken my place. After I left, the other Abyss God should be the Fallen One. Judging from the fluctuations I sense, Carlos should still be fighting him."

His starlight pointed to the 1121st layer on the star map, where a small area that was originally covered by a thick, chaotic shadow was now stubbornly radiating a silvery glow of order.

“And then there’s Kana,” the Mist of Judgment added, its core light pointing to the newly formed silver radiance, “the newly crowned savior. This fluctuation is the result of the actions he spearheaded.”

“Kana…I’ve heard of the Savior’s name on the first floor.”

A deity shrouded in the radiance of knowledge whispered, “But to achieve this on the 1121st floor… it’s unbelievable. This is no ordinary advancement; it must have struck at the heart of the abyss.”

And how did they do it?

Another nature deity, clad in armor of thorns and vines of life, spoke up: "The Abyss will not stand idly by. Such a dramatic increase in order must have touched upon the core interests of the Abyss's will."

"Their counterattack will be unprecedentedly fierce. We must act immediately, or the advantage that Kana and his men have gained may be wiped out in an instant."

“This is indeed an opportunity,” a deity whose face was shrouded in the sands of time murmured, “but the risks are equally enormous.”

"If we send a large number of reinforcements, the Abyss will frantically mobilize evil gods, and the 1121st floor will instantly become a meat grinder of gods."

"Past lessons have taught us that direct clashes of this scale often result in mutual destruction and make it difficult to truly expand the gains."

He expressed the common concern of all the gods—the painful history of countless instances where large-scale divine intervention ultimately led to stalemates or even devastating losses.

Moreover, in a war of this magnitude, they would be unable to take care of their own troops.

Bloodshed is also part of the abyss.

Their fluctuations caused the deaths of countless demons, but the demons' power would still return to the abyss.

It just takes some time; it's not a waste of time.

However, it is difficult for them to gather their troops again, and they often suffer losses.

So through repeated conflicts, they learned how to deal with different situations.

Small-scale conflicts between deities are beneficial to them, while large-scale conflicts affecting all levels of life are harmful to them.

Just as the gods were weighing the pros and cons and discussing how to seize the opportunity without triggering a full-scale divine war, a powerful, solid, and protective divine force suddenly descended.

The space seemed to be reinforced by an invisible barrier, and a tall, imposing figure made of mountain-like solid rock and guardian oath runes appeared in the center of the hall.

He is the Guardian God, a Titan deity, but without the prefix "Titan," indicating that his divine authority is connected to the entire astral plane.

This is a Titan god known for his unwavering protection and support of homeless exiled warriors on the battlefield. He possesses moderate divine power and his divine roles encompass protector, guardian, homeless, and hero.

His appearance was not unexpected. The most numerous on the battlefield were those brave warriors whose homes had been swallowed by the abyss and who were forced into exile, yet who still harbored the will to protect and avenge their fallen comrades.

But the guardian god did not calmly observe the situation as usual; instead, upon appearing, he made a direct announcement with a voice as loud as the earth rumbling.

"No need for hesitation! Please follow me to the 1121st floor immediately!"

This decisive command startled all the gods present.

The representative of the gods from Ilstar raised a question: "Guardians, we understand this is a rare opportunity. However, the simultaneous arrival of so many gods on the 1121st floor will inevitably disrupt the balance, provoking a furious backlash from the Abyss Gods, and we fear we may repeat the mistakes of the past..."

"will not!"

The voice of the guardian god carried an unquestionable certainty, and a glimmer of triumph seemed to flash across his rocky face.

"The breakthrough to the 1121st floor was no accident! It was a crucial step planned by our father!"
"Kana's actions are the trigger! The Abyss's counterattack was expected, and we are prepared for it!"

"Now is the time to turn 'premeditation' into 'victory'! Believe me, the chances of success far outweigh the risks! Act now, for order, for those souls still struggling in the abyss!"

"Premeditated?"

The core of the mist of judgment fluctuated violently.

She immediately thought of the name of the Savior of the Abyss, and the news she had heard that he had left the Abyss to explore the Astral Plane.

And the father of Titans.

Isn't he also a savior?
They also survived the plundering of the void.

Kana's purpose is to resist the Void.

So this is how the contact was made?

If this is indeed a game that Kana and the Titans had already set up... then everything makes sense.

Cana's activity on floor 1121 was both a lure to attract the Abyss's attention and a sharp tool to create openings.

But Kana only possessed weak divine power, so it was naturally not worth mentioning.

The explanation from the God of Guardians and the unwavering faith that came from the Titans instantly dispelled the gods' last hesitation.

Opportunities are rare to begin with, and now with the guarantee of success and a clear action plan, what is there to hesitate about?
"it is good!"

May the light of order endure!

"Then let's get started."

The will of the gods was instantly unified, and powerful divine energy began to surge within the hall, preparing for a collective teleportation.

The gods of action are not in one place.

Meanwhile, on another scorched earth of bloodshed in the abyss.

A Titan war god, hundreds of feet tall, with muscles as bulging as mountains, wielding a giant axe burning with holy flames of order, is locked in fierce battle with an abyssal evil god composed of rotten flesh and twisted bones.

Each swing of the giant axe tore through space, bringing with it shattered starlight and severing and burning the filthy tentacles wielded by the evil god.

The moment the signal of the order breaking through arrived, a wildly joyful light burst forth from the Titan God of War's enormous single eye.

"Haha! They're here! They've finally arrived! I've been waiting so long my bones are practically rusting!"

He stopped engaging the evil god before him and used his giant axe to force the opponent back several steps with a powerful, earth-shattering cleave.

Immediately afterwards, he crushed a crystal engraved with complex sealing runes that he had been holding in his palm with his left hand.

Om-!
A semi-transparent golden cube, composed of pure rules of order, instantly took shape, firmly imprisoning the raging and roaring evil god within it.

This seal is not meant to kill, but rather is an extremely ingenious "inertial binding"—as long as no one attacks the seal, the evil god inside will find it difficult to forcibly break through the seal in a short period of time.

However, if someone attempts to attack the seal to rescue the evil god, it will only hasten its escape.

The trapped evil god slammed against the golden barrier, letting out a silent roar.

It also felt the abyssal will's furious and urging roar that swept across the entire plane.

It instantly understood the Titan's intention: to delay!

He was trapped by this damned seal, unable to answer the call of the abyss, and unable to go to the 1121st floor to provide support!
"A cunning stonehead!"

The evil god's mental roar echoed within the seal, but the force that struck the seal subconsciously weakened.

Since there's no way to escape for the time being, and the urging of the abyss's will is so urgent...

In its chaotic and evil mind, the thought of "just in case I have an excuse not to go" naturally flashed through its mind.

"It's not that I'm unwilling, but that I simply can't..."

It even began to plan how to explain its "lack of control" after it was freed.

That's really the case; there's nothing he can do about it.

Thinking this, he bumped into the barrier again, appearing imposing but actually powerless.

The roar of the abyss, like the shrieks of billions of vengeful spirits, pierced through countless planes and echoed in every corner of the abyss.

Countless demon lords and abyssal gods, whether they were sleeping, indulging in pleasure, or waging war, were forcibly awakened at this moment. The coercive command of the abyssal will was like a red-hot branding iron imprinted on the core of their souls.

1121层！
Extinguish that damned light of order at all costs!

The 333rd floor of the Abyss, the Court of Eternal Night.

This is the kingdom of the goddess of darkness, Aliasa.

The magnificent temple was not made of bricks and stones, but of solidified, pure dark matter that absorbed all light, dotted with faint points of light that resembled distant galaxies.

Deep within the temple, upon the throne.

The goddess of darkness, Shar, slowly opened her eyes.

Her appearance was that of a breathtakingly perfect dark elf woman, with deep gray-purple skin like the finest dark gemstone, and long hair like flowing night.

She leaned languidly against the throne, her grey-silver eyes reflecting the furious ripples of the abyss's will.

"Oh…"

A low, disdainful laugh, tinged with amusement, escaped from her perfect lips.

"Who is this fool who dares to make the Abyss roar so out of control? It's... quite interesting."

Standing beside the throne, a fallen angel lieutenant with crimson wings and a cold expression immediately bowed in response.

“My lord, the Abyss’s rage usually only means one thing—a major change has occurred at a key point in the bloodbath, and the Order has made groundbreaking progress that threatens the very foundation of the Abyss.”

"The source of the recent fluctuation... seems to point to floor 1121."

Shar's grey-silver eyes darted around, her gaze settling on a figure standing on the other side of the throne.

She was a succubus, possessing a near-perfect, voluptuous, and tall human female form, with skin as white as the finest mutton fat jade. Her true nature was revealed only by the elegantly curved demon horns on her head and the exquisite bat wings behind her, adorned with seductive runes.

She is one of Shar's subordinate gods, Violetta, the "Touch of Night," a weaker deity with the divine powers of "eyes in the night" and "tentacles that explore secrets," specializing in intelligence and secrecy.

However, when faced with the probing gaze of the supreme god, a rare hint of embarrassment and confusion appeared on Violetta's beautiful face.

She lowered her head slightly, her voice filled with disbelief and confusion.

"My lord... please forgive my incompetence. Regarding the core information about this upheaval on the 1121st floor... I... I failed to obtain it beforehand. It's as if an incredibly powerful fog has obscured all crucial information flow, even my 'tentacles' couldn't penetrate it..."

She was able to become his god because that was his duty, and now she has failed in that duty.

A very serious dereliction of duty.

She was powerless when her supreme god wanted to obtain information.

"Oh?"

Shar's eyebrows twitched very slightly, revealing a hint of genuine interest beneath her languid demeanor.

She wasn't angry, and there wasn't even any corresponding emotional fluctuation.

Violetta's abilities were well-known; in the field of intelligence, she was rarely matched among lesser deities.

Moreover, the other party was her subordinate god, and although he was a weak god, his rank among gods was not low.

Eyes that seek secrets cannot be stopped by any deity.

To be able to so completely block her senses, rendering her "Touch of Night" ineffective... the being who made the move must be far more powerful than Violetta.

It is at least a mid-level divine power expert skilled in this field, or even... a higher-level being deliberately concealing it.

The purpose of the shielding was clearly to ensure the absolute secrecy of this surprise attack.

“Interesting…” Shar’s lips curled into a meaningful smile.

It seems that the changes and commotion on the 1121st floor are more interesting than she imagined.

This scene is getting more and more interesting. (End of Chapter)