A different world game? A different world game!

Behind the crenellations of the city wall, Night Watch warriors wielding magically powered firearms emerged.

As the demons prepare to scale the city walls, it will be time for them to unleash their power.

What they held in their hands were magic-powered firearms that were already capable of operating stably in the abyss.

An alchemical weapon that can still launch attacks even in an environment with various magical fluctuations and chaotic attributes.

"Prepare!"

"shooting!"

As the order is given.

The Night Watchman, gripping his gun, pulled the trigger, his magical energy mingling with the surrounding scattered magic and flowing into the weapon.

The uniquely shaped guns in their hands emitted a steady hum, and beams of energy, some bright white and some dark blue, rained down on the area below the city wall.

Chi Chi Chi!
The dense array of light projectiles formed a curtain, sweeping down like a waterfall.

"Ah!"

The screams of various demons.

The light projectiles struck the demon's body, exploding into charred holes or freezing an area.

Although its single-shot power is not as great as the penetrating alchemical ballista with various runes, it is important to know that this is a handheld weapon for one person, and it is more convenient and faster than bows and crossbows, effectively converting some of the Night's Watch's magic into more effective attacks.

After all, this is a fantasy world.

Using bows and crossbows, it is very easy to unleash attacks far exceeding the power of magic-powered firearms.

The only advantage of magic-powered firearms is that they can fire magic bullets in large numbers, in organized groups.

For many professionals who are not specialized in this type of work, firing magic bullets would take them a very long time.

The related training is also quite troublesome.

With magic-powered firearms, raising your weapon and firing a volley of bullets creates a magic bullet tidal wave, which can effectively suppress enemies at close to medium range and cause considerable damage.

Therefore, magic-powered firearms have become very useful weapons in close to medium range rapid attacks.

Otherwise, it would be better to use bows and crossbows.

Another advantage is their flexibility; their reloading and firing rates are much faster than those of bows and crossbows.

This is also one of the standard pieces of equipment for the Night's Watch.

Now, the dense barrage of fire effectively suppressed the demons attempting to climb directly, especially the agile, smaller demons.

These densely packed, cockroach-like creatures died in large numbers, falling like raindrops.

However, firearms are of limited effectiveness against large, thick-skinned demons.

But the magic bullets were originally meant to clear the battlefield, and naturally, powerful individuals were needed to deal with these powerful ones.

A berserker demon, braving a barrage of light projectiles, roared as it charged to the base of the wall and swung its massive bone hammer, smashing it against the wall.

boom!
The runes on the wall flashed, and the bone hammer was bounced away by the recoil, leaving only a shallow dent on the wall.

But the berserker ignored everything, its thick fingers gripping the rough, bony cracks in the wall, and began to struggle upwards.

Just then, a small, rapid-fire alchemical crossbow on the wall turned its muzzle.

Now he finally has time to deal with these manic things.

call out!
A short but more powerful alchemical crossbow bolt was fired instantly, accurately piercing the berserker's relatively vulnerable shoulder joint.

"Ow—!"

The berserker roared in pain, its climbing motion halting.

Immediately afterwards, several light bullets and a heavy arrow fired by the Avenger struck its head and chest simultaneously.

The powerful demon finally relented, crashing down heavily and crushing a group of demons below.

The most powerful weapon against evil is always order, and always the discipline and cooperation that order brings.

You can't expect demons to cooperate or maintain order. The war against demons is always about stopping their reckless charges until the last one falls.

So at this time.

The demons did not give up.

They piled up corpses, threw them with grappling hooks, and some demons with climbing abilities even attached themselves directly to the walls.

It seemed as if it wanted to break through the city wall in front of it.

However, when they actually came into contact with the seemingly dilapidated "white wall" that was haphazardly made of bones and metal, a strange change occurred.

The seemingly random runes on the wall, shimmering with a faint light, suddenly lit up.

A scorching force, carrying a strong sense of repulsion from order, erupted from within the wall.

"Squeak—Aaaaaah!"

The horned demon that had just placed its claws on the wall suddenly had its claws smoking as if it had been pressed against a red-hot iron. It let out a shrill scream, abruptly pulled its claws back, lost its balance, and fell to the ground.

An alien demon tried to stick to the wall with its suction cups, but the point of contact made a sizzling sound as the suction cups instantly turned black and fell off, causing it to writhe wildly in pain.

The wall sections made of demon skeletons had a strong "purification" effect on the flesh and blood of the same origin, and the demon flesh that came into contact with them sizzled as if being corroded by strong acid.

This seemingly crude "white wall" now appears to have transformed into a barrier burning with the invisible flames of order.

This is the last line of defense that you need to face if you want to climb this city wall.

The demon's climb became exceptionally difficult and painful, enduring immense damage every second.

The staircase made of corpses was continuously "purified" and weakened by the runes, slowing down the demons' advance into the city.

Nevertheless, relying on their overwhelming numbers and fearless madness, some demons still managed to climb onto the city walls.

This is inevitable.

"Shield formation! Hold the breach!" a Night's Watch officer roared.

Several tall Night Watch warriors acted
A strong orc and two humans instantly formed a tight shield wall behind the crenellations, with armor-piercing spears gleaming coldly protruding from the gaps.

A newly emerged Infernal Guardian was met with several spears thrusting simultaneously from different angles.

This Infernal Guardian's strength has reached level ten, or even the kind of individual that is about to advance to legendary status.

The Night's Watchmen in front of them were equally formidable.

puff!puff!
The spearhead pierced its vital joint with pinpoint accuracy.

The Infernal Guard let out a deafening roar, and was thrown off balance by the combined force of the Night's Watch warriors striking it with their shields.

He was then impaled by a spear, screamed, and fell off the city wall, knocking down several climbers below.

This thick-skinned demon obviously won't die so easily, but it will have to pay a much higher price to climb up again.

They might die on the way.

"One, two, stab!"

The unified shouts replaced the individual heroic cries, a killing efficiency brought about by muscle memory.

Elsewhere, a vengeful dwarf warrior roared as he slammed his runehammer, crackling with lightning, into the head of a horned demon that was trying to leap onto the city wall.

boom!
Like a rotten watermelon bursting open, red and white substances splattered everywhere.

Without even looking, he swung his hammer and smashed another demon that was trying to sneak up into a pulp.

"Come on! You scum of the abyss! Taste your grandfather Gron's iron hammer!"

He was panting heavily, his face a mixture of blood and excitement.

"Watch out on the right!"

Beside him, a gray-green, lizard-like Avenger warrior screamed, desperately parrying a poisoned bone spear shot from below with his long-handled cleaver. At the heart of the fiercest battle, on the central section of the city wall, stood the commander of this defense.

Kane Ironhoof, the Night's Watch's battle master and a legendary centaur warrior.

The people of Lady Leilia, the commander of Blood Pit Fortress.

Centaurs truly live up to their reputation as a race born for war; almost every centaur is an individual capable of dominating the battlefield.

Centaurs were among the first groups to integrate into the Night's Watch, and they were led by two people: Lelia and Apis.

Over the years, some outstanding talents among the centaurs have begun to emerge.

The centaur warrior standing before me is the third to ascend to legendary status, after Lelia and Apis.

However, like Lelia before him, he was not good at strategy, so he was just a combat master and a powerful vanguard.

His abilities are beyond doubt.

The silver-gray centaur's body was like an iron tower, covered with scarred but still sturdy enchanted scales.

The massive double-headed sword "Rift" in his hand felt weightless, its blade shimmering with a pale golden light of order.

Amidst hordes of demons, the double-headed sword spun like a top, creating a death storm that relentlessly swept through and annihilated the demons.

Until the surrounding demons are cleared away.

He calmly observed the battlefield, his voice steady and powerful, directing the various defensive lines through magical communication.

"Pressure on the left is increasing! Three reserve teams, move in! Ballista teams, prioritize eliminating the siege demon that's destroying the foundation! Mage groups, target the sky, suppress those abyssal dragon flies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes sharpened.

Three ferocious berserkers broke through the shield formation in front of him and roared as they charged toward him, attempting to behead their commander.

Kane snorted coldly, and the huge double-headed sword danced in his hands, creating a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air.

His enormous centaur body displayed astonishing explosive power as he instantly charged forward.

Clang!
The first berserker's giant axe was precisely parried by the double-headed sword, the immense force causing the berserker to stumble.

Kane spun around, and the heavy hoof of his horse stomped hard on the chest of the second berserker, the sound of bones cracking clearly audible.

The third berserker's massive blade slashed down, but Kane neither dodged nor evaded; his double-headed sword rose from below like a venomous snake.

scoff!

The berserker's arm, along with half of his shoulder, was severed cleanly.

Blood gushed out!

Kane continued his movements, the double-headed sword drawing a perfect arc, its heavy, mountain-like spine slamming into the head of the one-armed berserker, smashing his skull directly into his chest cavity.

The entire process took only a few breaths, and of the three powerful berserker demons, one was dead and two were seriously injured.

Kane shook the blood off his sword, his cold gaze sweeping across the battlefield like an unshakeable god of war.

His very presence is a stabilizing force on the defensive line.

"Phew, the abyss suits me best."

After becoming a legend, his first request was to be deployed to the battlefield of the abyss so that he could fight alongside his patriarch.

Because in his eyes, Leilia was a warrior, so wherever Leilia was stationed, there must be constant fighting.

The facts were just as he had thought.

So he was very satisfied with this place.

If Kana were here, he would complain that two killers have gotten together again.

Immerse yourself in the game's storyline.

After Lelia, who became a killer under the Blood God, perished in the story, this person took her place.

Now these two are wreaking havoc in the Blood God's hometown.

At this moment, on the battlefield, atop the watchtowers suspended in the air, the slowly rotating pure crystal spheres were emitting a soft and stable glow.

Pure beams of energy, imbued with an aura of order, swept across the battlefield like searchlights, but they were not weapons.

As the beam of light swept across the Night Watch and the Avengers, the warriors felt a surge of energy, their fatigue seemed to lessen slightly, their wounds felt a tingling, healing sensation, and their magic flowed more smoothly.

This is the slight gain that the crystal continuously provides.

However, when these beams of positive energy accidentally swept across the charging demons below, the effect was completely different!

"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

The beam of light, like a red-hot branding iron, scorched the demon's skin and soul.

The lower demons directly exposed to the light instantly emitted blue smoke, let out a shrill scream, and their movements became sluggish and stiff.

Even a powerful demon would feel a strong sense of discomfort and disgust, as if it had been doused with scalding holy water.

These crystals, like small beacons of order scattered across the battlefield, continuously weakened the erosion of the abyss and provided valuable support to the defenders.

On the city wall, the close-quarters fighting reached a fever pitch.

Every inch of the wall was fought over repeatedly.

The Night's Watch's well-trained squadwork, the Avengers' fearless individual prowess, and the chaotic, frenzied onslaught of demons all intertwine.

Curses, roars, the clash of weapons, the tearing of flesh and blood, the dying wails... all blended into a bloody and cruel symphony.

The devil's curses were full of blasphemy and obscenity.
"Order maggots! Your souls will burn forever!"

"Tear you apart! Eat your heart!"

"The abyss will eventually devour everything!"

The Night's Watch's response was cold and efficient, full of tactical jargon and concise taunts.

"Adjust the scale! Focus fire!"

"Useless! You can't even scratch my skin!"

"Kill for the Night's Watch!"

"Purify them!"

Those Avengers who are not members of the Night's Watch are even more direct.

"Die, you demon brat!"

"For our fallen compatriots!"

"eye for eye!"

They harbored even more hatred than the Night's Watch; otherwise, they wouldn't be called the Avengers.

Warriors fell one after another—the Night's Watch, the Avengers, and even more demons that surged forward like a tide only to be repelled.

The corpses piled up on the city walls, only to be quickly dragged away by the Night's Watch personnel or small alchemical golems, making room for the subsequent battle.

Beneath the city walls, the corpses of demons piled up like mountains, slowly emitting wisps of smoke under the influence of the scorching runes, forming a new and nauseating obstacle.

The first and most ferocious attack was finally contained beneath this rugged and menacing "white wall" thanks to the Night's Watch's solid defenses, superior equipment, well-organized command, and the Avengers' desperate struggle.

The demonic tide receded temporarily, like seawater crashing against rocks, leaving behind a scene of devastation and an overwhelming stench of blood and sulfur.

The soldiers on the city wall seized this brief respite to catch their breath, bandage their wounds, and replenish their arrows and energy.

Kane Ironhoof, leaning on his massive double-headed sword, stood amidst the corpses, his silver-grey mane stained with blood, his gaze, sharp as a hawk's, sweeping across the distant abyssal clouds that were once again gathering, brewing the next wave of even more terrifying impact.

The battle is far from over.

The malice of the abyss, like an ever-present dark cloud, weighed heavily on the hearts of every guardian of the Blood Pit Fortress. (End of Chapter)