A different world game? A different world game!

"What should I do now? What should I do?"

In the rat camp, in the command tent heavily defended by a large number of troops, the rat general was screaming.

It was yelling and trembling, looking nervous and looking around constantly.

Although there were a large number of rats guarding the camp, there were also some elite rats among them. These elites had received the blessing of the evil rats, were dressed in fine armor, held weapons, and were trained to be fearless.

However, even in such tight protection, the mouse general still behaved timidly, as if enemies would drop from the sky and take his life at any time.

A plague rat sat casually on a chair, emitting a stench even its own kind could not tolerate. Fearless, it said with a carefree and nonchalant expression, "What can I do? How about you ask the rats to order the apostles to protect you?"

"Haha! That evil rat will definitely eat us first!" Across the table, another rat with half of its head broken and its brain exposed laughed shrilly like a madman.

"Shut up!" A low roar that didn't quite match the sharp voice of a mouse sounded.

The voice came from a rat priest standing beside the table, leaning on a massive bone scepter. With its vicious eyes, it glanced at the timid general beside it with disgust and scolded, "You cowardly rat! Put away your damned cowardice!"

Then, its eyes slowly scanned each of the sitting mice.

"The evil rat has ordered that you be allowed to call upon its honorable name in times of crisis. It will unleash its power and make those arrogant Night's Watch suffer."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill cry suddenly rang out.

"call out!"

"Enemy attack! Disperse!"

The mouse generals who were originally gathered around the table to discuss matters suddenly panicked and fled in all directions.

The cry was followed by a powerful impact that instantly overturned the entire tent.

The surrounding rats were knocked to the ground and thrown away by the shock wave.

Flames poured down from the sky.

A massive fireball exploded in the sky, turning into a rain of fire. Beneath this blazing sky, five figures descended from the sky.

"Who did you just say you wanted to teach a lesson about your power?"

A young man's voice rang out. Following the voice, a young man dressed in exquisite flame-patterned armor, holding a blazing sword, stepped steadily out from the shadows of the rain of fire.

Following behind him were his four teammates, a typical Night's Watch team configuration.

There are ranged mages, archers, assassins, and warriors. Their armor is different, but they all wear a flame-patterned robe on the outside.

This is the Night's Watch's new Soul Keeper squad - Firedawn.

They came this time to carry out the tactic commonly used by the coalition forces at this stage - decapitation operation.

That is, to break through the enemy's defense lines, attack the enemy's base camp, and annihilate the enemy's commanding generals in one fell swoop.

"Quick victory! Everyone completed the last mission brilliantly. This time, let's make our team's name known loud and clear to those rats!"

This young captain holding a flaming sword is obviously full of passion.

His teammates were equally passionate and roared as they launched an attack.

The captain swung the flaming sword in his hand, and the blade drew a red trajectory. The heat was instantly compressed, forming a striking red line in the dark night, flying towards the target.

Ten meters away, the scepter in the hands of the Evil Rat Priest suddenly snapped in two. Before the foul-smelling purple smoke could even escape from the broken ends, the intense heat of the sword reduced it to charred fragments.

Don't be fooled by the captain's young age. He joined the Night's Watch's boot camp at the age of twelve.

He was one of the first reserve Night's Watchmen. He followed his father, a soldier, and was brought from Riverside Town to the Eastern Wilds by Kana.

In a sense, he could even be called a veteran. Young yet rich in experience, his rise to team captain wasn't solely due to his passion and immense strength.

"Don't let that scepter fall!" The mage quickly formed a triple seal with his hands, and the rain of fire that had been suspended in the air instantly gathered into seven fire tornadoes. One of the fire tornadoes accurately pierced the elite Rat Guard who was trying to catch the scepter. The Rat Guard's bone armor melted into red-hot iron under the terrifying heat.

The remaining fire tornadoes began to rage around, successfully blocking the rat troops that tried to come to support.

Just a little delay is enough.

After all, even though the overall strength of the Night's Watch has improved, not every team is qualified to become a [Soul Keeper] and have an exclusive title.

"Squeak! Taste my father's embrace!" The plague rat's bloated body suddenly exploded, releasing a large dark green poisonous cloud. However, before the poisonous cloud could reach the Night Watchman's robe, it was nailed to the ground by an explosive arrow shot by an archer.

After the arrow shaft wrapped in holy silver exploded, it sent out a circle of purifying ripples, completely clearing away the plague aura within a radius of thirty meters.

Immediately afterwards, a fiery red glass bottle was thrown over. After it exploded, it was wrapped in the surrounding chaotic power. A fire element rose from the ground and joined the battle.

"Oh! This thing is really useful."

When the assassin's shadow blade was pulled out from the back of the mad rat's neck, the exposed brain of the modified rat general was still bursting with neural electricity.

The exposed brain tissue of "Blessing of the Evil Rat" was corroded by the dark flames and quickly turned into ashes, and the crazy electronic sound also came to an abrupt end.

The battle lasted only a few minutes, and the enemy's important generals were eliminated one by one, completely losing their ability to resist.

"Now it's just you." The captain gently lifted the chin of the trembling rat general with the tip of his sword, and the firelight illuminated the other's rat face distorted by fear.

The hot blade burned the mouse's skin, causing it to scream in pain.

But even so, this rat general with a strength of about level eight still did not make any resistance.

It was so frightened that it completely lost its fighting spirit.

"Bah, what a cowardly rat, not even as good as an elite rat."

With a swing of the sword, accompanied by a burst of burning green smoke, a rat head rolled to the ground.

And there is one last member in their team.

Outside the defense line formed by the fire tornado, the roar of shield warriors fighting could be heard - the black steel tower shield weighing tons had just smashed the last ratman heavy armor team.

The evil rat priest who was not yet dead suddenly tore open his chest and abdomen. The black blood gushing from his internal organs outlined a hideous rat head totem in the air: "In the name of my Lord——"

"Too slow! We have been eavesdropping on you for a long time. Do you think we would be defenseless?" The wizard slammed his staff heavily on the ground, and the twelve-layer fire explosion barrier instantly enveloped the entire camp.

The wizard took out a crystal that shone with a milky white light from his waist and crushed it.

He muttered to himself, "Fortunately I prepared one in advance. I don't know if it can be reimbursed."

The power of the crystal gives the mage's flame a different color, making it sacred and pure.

The shadow of the evil rat that tried to descend let out a sharp scream in the pure white holy flame, and the shriveled body of the evil rat priest burst like a broken pottery jar.

The captain shook the blood droplets off his sword and looked at the ratman camp gradually collapsing in the purifying flames. He said, "Send a message to headquarters. Inform them that the ratman command battalion is located in the Seventh War Zone and has been successfully beheaded by the [Flame Descent] team. Let them begin their attack."

The four team members silently put away their weapons, the fire emblems on their cloaks faintly visible in the night, like tiny embers announcing the end.

In the sky, the griffin rider who was carrying them had a panoramic view of the entire scene.

The dwarf shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but put his hands up to cover his eyes.

"That's enough! Don't they feel ashamed of doing this?" (End of this chapter)