Chapter 1546 - 976: Command_2

Chapter 1546: Chapter 976: Command_2

When only the faint hum of the holographic star map remained, the Tower Master finally spoke again.

His voice was low, yet it pierced through the heavy air with clarity, carrying a power that seemed to understand the human heart:

"I know what you’re worrying about."

His gaze was sharp as a knife, precisely stabbing into the depths of those trying to remain calm.

"Demon’s blood... the call of the Abyss... those pervasive chaotic whispers, like maggots on bones."

His words did not avoid anything, directly striking the deepest fears.

"You are more aware than anyone, without the Night Watcher’s grace, many of you would have long lost yourselves to the turmoil of that bloodline, becoming puppets of chaos. This bone-deep vigilance is the keystone of your power, and proof of your survival."

His words made everyone’s hearts rise.

Sharp Claw’s throat moved, Nightingale bit her lip tightly, Rock’s knuckles cracked.

Poison Fang’s gaze became sharper, Iron Jaw’s jaw tightened more.

This is their greatest nightmare, a cold fear that almost overwhelms excitement upon knowing the target.

"The Abyss, Blood Battle Battlefield," Steward’s voice intensified, emphasizing the harshness of the environment.

"The chaos and malice there are a thousandfold, ten thousandfold of the Main World! It’s like a massive whirlpool, madly pulling at the bloodline origin within you from the Abyss, trying to assimilate you, dragging you into eternal madness."

Every word was like a heavy hammer striking the heart, painting a hellish picture.

"But!"

The Tower Master’s voice suddenly rose, like thunder exploding, dispelling some of the heavy gloom.

"Look at yourselves!"

He suddenly stood up, his tall figure exuding enormous momentum, the demon wings behind him seeming to stretch as well.

"You are no longer the half-demon offspring shivering in the corners of Yongyuan Village, awaiting fate’s judgment! You are Level Ten Night Watchers!

"You are Demon Hunters forged with will and hatred! The demon’s blood within you is no longer a cursed shackle, but a power tamed, harnessed, turned into a sharp blade!"

He pointed at Shadow Trace, Poison Fang, Iron Jaw, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"You have crossed the threshold of life and death, with the blessing of datafication, your will is as firm as rock!

"The whispers of the Abyss can tempt mortals, can erode cowards, but cannot sway you souls reborn in the fiery flames of Order!"

These words, filled with strong encouragement, dispelled some of the fear, igniting the buried pride.

Sharp Claw straightened his back, fire rekindled in his eyes; Nightingale took a deep breath, her gaze much firmer; Rock’s hand slightly relaxed the grip on the gunstock.

"Moreover," Steward’s tone turned steady, carrying an unwavering conviction, "the Night Watcher will not throw you into a dead end without full preparation. You undertake a special mission, you are the sharp blade of Order piercing the heart of the Abyss, your safety is also strategically crucial."

He surveyed the crowd, his molten-like gaze carrying the weight of promise.

"Regarding the Abyssal Environment’s special influence on bloodlines, the fortress command has long formulated a strict response strategy.

"First, all Demon Hunters entering the Abyss Battlefield will be equipped with special spirit protection devices. These devices are not omnipotent, but can effectively filter the most direct chaotic mental impacts, like holding an umbrella for your minds in the storm."

"Secondly, and most importantly."

He emphasized, "You won’t be stationed long-term on the most severely polluted front lines like ordinary soldiers. The Night Watcher will implement a strict rotation mechanism for you!"

"Rotation mechanism?"

Scar-faced Captain couldn’t help but repeat softly, and this term made everyone’s eyes bright.

Surely it’s not an ordinary Night Watcher rotation mechanism, or they wouldn’t withstand it.

"Exactly," Steward confirmed, "according to the intensity of the mission and the degree of the Abyss Environment’s erosion, after executing tasks at the Blood Battle Battlefield for a period, you must be forcibly rotated back to the fortress’s Order Sanctuary Area for rest and recovery.

"There, purification ceremonies, spiritual guidance, and targeted endowment enhancements are specially arranged to ensure your spirit status is fully restored, the agitation of your bloodline thoroughly calmed.

"Only when the status is confirmed to be entirely stable will you be allowed to engage in the next task. This mechanism will maximize the isolation of the Abyss’s continuous pollution on your bloodline origin."

"Phew..."

The sound of exhaling was apparent in the conference room.

The taut nerves suddenly relaxed.

Rotation mechanism! Forced recovery! Order Sanctuary Area! These words were like rain, extinguishing the anxious flames in their hearts.

Although risk cannot be entirely eliminated, this mechanism turns the seemingly unsolvable Abyss erosion into a manageable, confrontable process.

As for whether to believe.

It can be said that until now, all Night Watchers unconditionally trust the plans formulated by the Night Watcher leadership.

At least until the Night Watcher betrays this trust, it will remain so.

Sharp Claw showed a relieved expression, Nightingale and Rock exchanged a glance, seeing the ease in each other’s eyes.

Poison Fang’s tense shoulders also relaxed, Iron Jaw nodded slightly.

This is undoubtedly the most targeted assurance, resolving their greatest worry.

"Now," Steward’s voice regained a bit of warmth, even carrying a hint of encouragement.

"Let me tell you another news. Given the special nature of the Abyss Battlefield mission and the crucial role you are about to undertake, the Night Watcher leadership has decided that all Demon Hunter sequence members participating in this Abyss front line mission will receive priority ranking for the legendary promotion program qualifications!"