Chapter 1520 - 964: Dragged Away Directly_2

Chapter 1520: Chapter 964: Dragged Away Directly_2

Seeing the powerful Vanguard Lord from their side entangled by a "weak" female centaur, the demons’ offensive came to a halt.

Meanwhile, the Order Alliance Army’s morale surged.

"The commander has blocked that big guy!"

"Kill! Don’t let the commander’s efforts go to waste!"

"Overrun that watchtower!"

While Raelia kept Groller occupied, the Alliance Army’s attack on the last outpost reached its peak.

The Dwarf Shield Guard weathered the remaining firepower to reach beneath the rock pillar. The demolition team, under the cover of the Night Watcher Ranger, successfully placed alchemical explosives at critical support points.

Boom——!!!

A deafening roar, fiercer than any previous explosion, echoed.

The giant rock pillar supporting the outpost fractured and collapsed amidst a chain explosion.

The entire demon outpost crumbled, like a giant beast having its spine ripped out, amidst smoke and the demons’ screams.

The third outpost, eradicated.

This was the most extensive and coherent tactical advancement by the Order Faction on the 1121st Blood Battle Battlefield in the last century.

The control of this region visibly tilted toward Order.

However, just as the dust of the third outpost collapse had not yet settled, and the Alliance Army soldiers erupted in victorious cheers—

An indescribable, cold, viscous shadow, as if capable of penetrating souls, suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield.

All sounds seemed to be instantly stripped away, leaving only a dread-inducing silence.

The healing glow sprinkled by the Sky Dragon was distorted and dimmed by an invisible force.

The Life green light emitted by constructs also seemed frozen.

The heaps of demon corpses piled on the battlefield, those flowing, yet to solidify, purple-black demon blood, and the shadow of the recently collapsed outpost ruins...

Began to unnaturally writhe, stretch, and converge.

A vast silhouette, forged from pure shadow and despair, indistinct and enormous, slowly "stood" up from the shadow amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, amidst broken walls.

Its form continually changed, lacking a fixed outline, only countless twisted tendrils, seemingly composed of suffering souls, danced in the Void, exuding a nauseating aura of corruption and Divine Level terror suppression.

It made no sound, but a cold, piercing intent swept across every living creature’s soul on the battlefield like a tangible cold wind.

Order... Transgression... Ends here...

The chaotic battlefield seemed to have the pause button pressed.

Even the frenzied Groller halted his attack on Raelia for a moment, a flicker of instinctive apprehension flashed in his lava-like eyes.

On the command platform of the Blood Pit Fortress, Kana’s figure had somehow already suspended in midair, his golden divine eyes were intently locked onto that shadow.

From the direction of the Blood War Fortress, the Rock God Carlos’s mountain-like divine body also erupted in a heavy earthy yellow divine light, stepped out of the fortress, and his lava-like gaze cast toward the central shadow source of the battlefield that made hearts throb.

The Fallen Abyss Messenger.

The twisted Evil God with seven arms, five legs, and three forged ram heads.

Previously had confronted Kana, exchanged a few words, and departed, this Evil God now appeared here.

The momentum of the battlefield began to change.

When the gods from both sides appear on the battlefield, the direction of a war is heavily influenced by the divine intervention.

If the Order Faction wants to achieve something, they must either firmly hold back the opposing Evil God or gain the upper hand.

They absolutely cannot fall into a disadvantage; otherwise, no matter what they attempt will end in failure.

At this moment, only Kana and the Fallen Abyss Messenger are present on the battlefield.

Carlos is already on the way, seemingly arriving in a blink.

The other opposing Evil God evidently doesn’t want to be a spectator, the fluctuations of divine power begin to appear.

Under such circumstances, duels become necessary.

Kana immediately reveals his divine body, signaling the commencement of battle.

No need to engage in a war of words with this Evil God before him.

Directly struck first, using spatial power, quickly imprisoning the space around the opponent, instantly appearing in front of him.

The datafied silver liquid arms firmly restrained, forcibly dragging away from the main battlefield.

This place cannot accommodate a battle among four gods, as it would affect both sides’ soldiers.

The demons don’t care, but Kana would be upset.

So it’s better to take one away first.

The space was forcibly torn and folded, leaving behind a peculiar trace shimmering with chaotic golden threads and shadows.

In an instant, the two appeared miles away above a more desolate land filled with enormous bones.

"Foolish Order, how dare you touch the great ’Fallen Abyss Messenger’!"

You, with a weak divine power, actually dare to forcibly drag me away, to confront and fight against me, how disrespectful.

You can forcibly elevate yourself to weak divine power in your own territory, but do you think you can elevate yourself here as well?

The three heads of the Evil God roared simultaneously, the chaotic sound waves causing the air to hum.

Six lava fire eyes stared fixedly at Kana’s arms, glowing with cold light, and the golden data aura slowly rotating behind him, seemingly containing endless calculations.

"Away from your ridiculous mound fortress, your weak divine power is insignificant before me! The Abyss will devour your soul, grinding your divine fire to ashes!"

Kana remained silent, the only response to the Evil God was a sudden burst of action.

The golden lines floating on his white robe shone brightly, his liquid arms suddenly decomposed and reassembled, forming countless silver data stream chains.

Like living organisms, they entwined around the multiple limbs of the Fallen Abyss Messenger. Each chain bore the power of order in analysis and confinement, attempting to disrupt the operation of the Evil God’s chaotic divine power and firmly bind him.

The Fallen Abyss Messenger was furious, but this rule power he truly hadn’t encountered before, and for a moment, he was indeed controlled.

The shattered black wings flapped madly, the dripping tar-like liquid instantly turning into toxic black smoke, corroding the earth and chains.

Seven arms swung chaotic claw shadows and magic beams, attempting to tear apart this datafied prison.

Golden aura and chaotic flames collided fiercely, the space groaning with a sound like grating teeth under the clash of rules.

Each confrontation stirred up destructive shock waves, crushing the giant bones below to dust.

Meanwhile, the collision above the main battlefield was even more direct and frenzied.

The Rock God Carlos’s divine body had already transformed into a towering godly mountain.

The rock-textured body was covered with ancient and weighty runes, each movement accompanied by the earth’s low roar.

He confronted the newly appeared Evil God, seemingly a high-level great demon elevated to godhood.

So pure, pure enough that a glance can tell he is a high-level abyss demon turned god, even his form magnified.

This new Evil God had a massive frame, his muscular demon body covered with dark red scale armor, horns twisting on a menacing head.

The massive bat wings behind him stirred a stench-filled hurricane with each flap.

The exaggerated heavy hammer he wielded was entwined with destructive black flames, carrying a pure, crushing power, which smashed towards Carlos’s mountain-like godly form.

"The Rock shall not move!"

Carlos’s voice rumbled like thunder, each battle scar on his armor lighting up with an earthy yellow glimmer.

He did not dodge but rather with the most pure, most heavy defense rules, gathered divine power at a single point, and met the heavy hammer head-on.

"Boom——!!!"

The deafening crash seemed about to tear the entire abyssal layer apart.

The collision of pure physical power and rule power generated a visible ring-shaped shockwave, instantly sweeping away the battlefield ruins miles below.

Lava surged into towering waves, the scorched earth cracked into bottomless chasms.

Carlos’s divine body slightly swayed back, countless rock fragments falling from the mountain surface, but runes shone bright, instantly repairing.

The Demon Evil God staggered back a step from the recoil, the black flames on the heavy hammer dimming slightly.

He let out a roar mixed with surprise and rage, evidently unprepared for such strong defense.

"Interesting, rock! But the Abyss’s wrath cannot be blocked by your shell!"

With a sinister smile, the Demon Evil God swung the heavy hammer again, the black flames surging, each strike carrying immense power that shook rules.

Meanwhile, Carlos stood like a mountain, earthy yellow divine light creating an indestructible barrier, steadily receiving each attack, while seeking opportunities to counterattack.

Two power-type gods battling, each strike earth-shaking, making the entire battlefield space tremble.