A different world game? A different world game!

Just as the evil god was filled with doubt and uncertainty because of the Titan God's punch, and even had the idea of ​​retreating.

A cold, majestic voice, seemingly formed from countless fragments of the will of the abyss, resounded directly within the chaotic core of their souls.

"The goal remains the same, go!"

"The Titan has retreated! The exertion of his power has reached its limit. He has not ventured any further into the abyss; he has departed."

"Put away your cowardice and fear, you cowards, and now move forward."

"Use your authority to bypass, jump, and traverse sub-dimensions... at any cost, to reach the battlefield!"

"The will of the abyss cannot be defied!"

This direct command from the Son of the Abyss—the first demon, a being of immense divine power—carried an unquestionable force, instantly suppressing most of the fear and hesitation in the hearts of the two evil gods.

The key message conveyed in the order dispelled the biggest concerns in the minds of many students.

The Titans merely blocked their fast passage; they did not linger or show any intention to intervene further.

This feels more like a precise strike, meant to annoy them, rather than the start of a great war of gods.

It's not that serious yet.

Although the level of the battle has been raised by this punch, and there may be unknown risks involved, it has not yet reached the point where they cannot bear the annihilation they must flee immediately.

The Lord of Calamity also received this reassurance and stern order from the top of the abyss.

On His face, made of blood, fear and greed, obedience to the will of the abyss, and anxiety about His own survival were intensely intertwined.

Ultimately, the Abyss Child's authority and interpretation of "controllable intensity" prevailed.

Whether it's true or not, you can sense it from afar. If you get scammed, you can just turn around and run away.

"Humph……"

The Lord of Calamity let out a deep, guttural roar, a mixture of pain and resolve. His massive body slowly sank into the pool of blood, not in retreat, but as he began to mobilize his authority to find an alternative path to the 1121st floor.

The blood pool churned violently, and countless tormented souls were sacrificed, screaming as they formed a twisted, painfully echoing temporary passage.

On the other side, the Portal God and the Invading God exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with complex light, but ultimately transforming into the cruelty and ruthlessness unique to abyssal creatures.

"Go!" the Portal God roared, and his figure suddenly expanded, transforming into a huge portal leading to the endless chaotic void.

"Let's tear a path with our authority."

As the invading evil god spoke, the runes on its carapace erupted with a blinding, foul light.

Forcibly stabilizing and "polluting" the portal opened by the evil god, directing it towards the deep structure of the abyss, preparing for a dangerous multi-dimensional space jump.

After the initial shock and fear, the demons and evil gods who were thrown into the air began to display their unique abilities under the strict orders and reassurance of the Son of the Abyss.

In an even more difficult and energy-consuming manner, they once again charged madly toward the bloody battlefield of level 1121, which had become the eye of the storm.

The final clash between order and chaos on the 1121st floor became even more unpredictable and deadly due to the Titan's earth-shattering punch.

……

Bloodbath Battlefield - Core of the Chaotic Pit.

The Titan God's punch, which pierced through the dimensions of the abyss and shattered spacetime, not only tore apart the reinforcement channels of the abyss, but also stirred up towering waves in the core of the 1121st floor of the bloodbath battlefield, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Kana hovered in mid-air, and the aura of order behind his head, composed of precise data streams, suddenly stopped spinning at high speed.

The cold, absolute rationality receded like the tide, and the complex emotions of "humanity" and divine reason instantly merged.

A rare look of astonishment flashed in his silvery-white pupils.

The Titan God... has personally intervened?

This thought, accompanied by immense doubt and surprise, rushed into his mind.

According to his tacit plan with the Titans, this step should have been the point where the Titans' reinforcements, which had been prepared long ago, would intervene after they had paid a huge price to maintain order and gain the upper hand.

However, at the critical moment when the goal was initially achieved and the backlash from the abyss was about to surge forth, that great being intervened directly in such a shocking way.

I must say, that was a very well-placed punch.

It can be said to be extremely deadly.

what does this mean?
Kana's data-driven thinking instantly deduced countless possibilities.

The biggest change is that the rapid response network built by the Abyss at layer 1121 was violently paralyzed, giving the Order a valuable strategic buffer period that far exceeded expectations.

What was originally a "possible expansion" that they would have had to fight to the death to achieve has now become an "inevitable expansion" thanks to this punch.

The core issue has now quietly shifted to: how far can the battlefield of bloodshed push deep into the heart of the abyss this time?
Just as Kana was in shock, Maglum, who was fighting him, reacted even more violently.

That punch, which spanned countless planes and contained the immense power to shatter the rules of stars, was nothing short of a harbinger of impending doom for the Abyss Evil God, who was at the same level of weak divine power.

Magrum's lava-like body suddenly froze, his chest, covered in lava armor, heaving violently. In his enormous eyes, which burned with chaos and savagery, only pure, instinctive horror remained.

"Great...great divine power?!"

He let out a near-voice-breaking roar, his voice distorted with fear.

He stared intently at Kana, his mind racing with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

conspiracy!

This is absolutely a huge conspiracy!

A terrifying trap set for the abyss! But... why?
How could the vanguard be this savior on the other side?! A new god who has just ignited his divine fire, as faint as a firefly? A so-called savior?
Could it be... could it be that just because he is a newcomer and inconspicuous, he is the most suitable person to be the fuse to detonate this earth-shattering plan?
No one would have imagined that such a tiny spark could ignite a raging inferno powerful enough to alarm the mighty forces of a god.
Overwhelming fear instantly overwhelmed the urging of the abyss's will.

He started to imagine things wildly, mainly because the current situation was beyond his imagination.

To remain here, facing the center of a vortex that may involve a great power struggle.

This goes beyond the scope of "tacit understanding depletion"; it's practically voluntarily jumping into an incinerator.

"Roar--!"

Magrum let out a roar that was hard to decipher, sounding more like the wail of a wild beast whose tail had been stepped on.

His tattered giant wings suddenly erupted with an unprecedented dark red light. Without the slightest hesitation, his massive body transformed into a lava arrow that tore through space, fleeing madly into the depths of the abyss, far from Kana, far from the core of the Chaos Pit, and far from this terrifying battlefield, at an even faster speed than when he attacked.

What abyssal punishment, what the divinity of war, all seem so pale and laughable in the face of the shadow of great divine power.

Cana did not pursue.

Its silvery-white eyes calmly watched the fleeing lava streams.

Chasing after an evil god who is only trying to escape is not only inefficient, but time is of the essence now.

At this moment, reducing the entanglement of a god-level combatant and allowing the forces of order to focus more on consolidating their positions and expanding their gains is the optimal solution. The escape of the Abyss God is itself a testament to the victory of order.

Almost the instant Magrum disappeared, the space around Kana began to fluctuate violently as if boiling.

"Sizzle—!"

The thickest spatial rift tore open near Kana first, and what stepped out was not a radiant saint, but an existence as large as a moving mountain.

He was over ten meters tall, his body made of the hardest abyssal demonic rock, and his surface was covered with thick stone armor flowing with earth runes. Every step he took seemed to make the scorched earth resonate steadily.

He held a huge tower shield engraved with the oath of protection, with a gem inlaid in the center of the shield that emitted a gentle yet resilient light.

He was the first to respond and the closest guardian deity.

The guardian god's gaze swept over Kana; his face, made of rock, was expressionless, but the slight nod clearly conveyed approval and greeting.

He remained silent, his massive body shifting slightly to the side. His enormous shield, like the most reliable mountain, stood firmly between Kana and the Night's Watch legion still locked in fierce battle below. An invisible protective force field instantly unfolded, isolating the chaotic energy aftershocks and any malicious attacks that might come from the void.

His very existence is an unbreakable barrier to order.

But on the other side...

On the front lines of the battlefield, between the gods who are still at war.

The space is like a lake surface tossed with pebbles, with ripples constantly spreading.

The mist of judgment, like flowing liquid mercury, silently seeped out from another crack, quickly condensing into a hazy female silhouette. Its icy intent swept across the battlefield, purifying the remaining whispers of chaos.

Ilstar descended amidst stardust and icy storms, its sharp starlight eyes instantly locking onto the battlefield situation.

A nature god draped in thorns and vines, a deity shrouded in the sands of time, and several order deities whom Kana has never met...

One after another, figures radiating powerful divine light appeared.

The coordinates of the arrival of the gods of order are not all locked around Kana.

Because no divine war took place there, and the aftermath of the battle had subsided.

They came to provide support, so naturally they went straight to the most intense fighting.

So I came here, to the front lines between the Fallen Abyss Messenger and Carlos.

As the overwhelming pressure of the collective descent of the gods of order swept in like a tsunami, the Abyss Messenger was engaged in a bizarre and entangled battle with Carlos at the level of rules.

The evil god who wields power of secrecy and corruption was already on high alert when he sensed the punch from that great divine power.

But he was some distance away, and he had been procrastinating and slacking off, so he was a step slower in reacting.

At this moment, seeing so many gods of order, especially those with moderate divine power, who had chosen him as their "beacon" and primary target, his horror reached its peak.

What's going on? How come so many people came all at once?
He was surrounded! Like a moth caught in a spider's web!
"you……!"

The Abyss Messenger's shadowy body trembled violently, its mental screams filled with unbelievable fear and despair.

He could feel that several powerful divine senses had locked onto him firmly, the space was being reinforced layer by layer, and his escape route was being rapidly blocked.

Given such a stark disparity in strength, any resistance would be futile.

It's too fast, and there's too much of it.

He possessed only weak divine power and was utterly powerless to resist.

There is no doubt that he will die.

Carlos's figure appeared amidst the chaotic energy flow, his face bearing a wicked smile that was a mixture of mockery and pleasure, like a hunter finally catching his prey.

The divine weapon in his hand was pointed diagonally at the messenger of the Fallen Abyss.

"How is it, demon?" Carlos's voice pierced through the roar of divine power, clearly reaching the consciousness of the fallen messenger. "How does it feel to be 'specially watched'? Do you feel the 'feast' prepared for you?"

Beneath the despair lies the extreme selfishness and madness unique to the Abyss God regarding his own existence.

Rather than being destroyed, purified, or stripped of their divinity, it would be better to...

"You're dreaming, let's all die together!"

The messenger of the abyss let out a shrill cry filled with resentment and determination.

His shadowy body suddenly collapsed inward, and an extreme darkness erupted from its core.

boom--!!!
The terrifying energy from the self-destruction of the god's body suddenly exploded!

That was the self-destruction of the Fallen Abyss Messenger by detonating his own divine body, divinity, and part of his divine origin!
A viscous, tangible dark shockwave, mixed with soul-ripping shrieks and annihilating energy that corroded everything, swept wildly in all directions like a rapidly expanding sphere of destruction.

"retreat!"

"guard!"

The gods of order reacted extremely quickly.

The tower shield of a deity whose rules included protection instantly expanded, transforming into a towering stone wall.

The mist of judgment transformed into layers of silver light curtains.

The planet Il uses the power of the stars to construct a barrier.

Other deities also used their own methods.

Several powerful divine barriers were stacked and formed at the critical moment, firmly imprisoning the core power of the Fallen Abyss Messenger's self-destruction within a relatively controllable range.

Even so, the devastating shockwave still spread out like a tsunami, ruthlessly ravaging the already ravaged battlefield below once again.

Countless low-level demons and demonic structures that couldn't escape in time were instantly reduced to dust.

The barrier of the Order Alliance trembled violently, its light flickering erratically, demonstrating the terrifying power of the explosion.

When the chaotic energy storm subsided slightly, all that remained of the original location of the Abyss Messenger was a bottomless, enormous crater with foul energy flowing along its edges, and the lingering, chilling waves of destruction in the space.

His divine body and most of his power were completely annihilated, but a wisp of the most core evil god's origin, which carried his essence, and fragments of his shattered divine personality were forcibly dragged back by the will of the abyss during the chaos of the explosion, thus preventing his complete demise.

The price was unimaginable devastation and a prolonged, almost eternal, decline.

"Hmph, you run fast!"

A mid-level deity, clad in a robe adorned with flame patterns, waved his hand to disperse the scorching embers of energy before him, his tone tinged with helplessness and annoyance.

"These scum of the abyss are incredibly cowardly, yet they are remarkably decisive in this situation. It's so difficult for them to even capture a living evil god to study the new changes."

"It's just the survival instinct of the abyss."

The cold voice of the Judgment Mist rang out, "Rather than staying here and facing inevitable destruction, it's better to destroy yourself; perhaps that will leave you with a chance." (End of Chapter)