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abyss.

level one.

It was the first battlefield of bloodshed, and also the largest battlefield of bloodshed.

This is almost the most vast and boundless layer in the entire abyss, and the entire space is filled with endless blood battles.

The sky was an eternally murky dark red, like congealed blood, with a low pressure that was suffocating.

The land resembled charred remains ravaged by countless wars, with deep, bottomless rift valleys crisscrossing the landscape.

It contained a mixture of scorching magma and viscous blood, and emitted toxic fumes carrying the stench of sulfur and the putrid smell of entrails.

Space itself is extremely fragile.

Everywhere you look, there are dark cracks that have not yet healed, torn apart by the power of the gods or powerful spells, with violent streams of chaotic energy constantly seeping out like wounds.

As far as the eye could see, there was only destruction, burning, and death.

Countless demons of various shapes and sizes, exuding an aura of chaos and evil, surged in wave after wave from the horizon like a black tide, uttering deafening blasphemous roars.

Against them is an alliance of forces from countless corners of the astral plane.

They built lines of steel defense, like reefs standing firm in a filthy ocean, spewing flames of destruction and the light of order under endless onslaught.

There is no safe haven here, no pure land.

Every inch of scorched earth is soaked in the blood of different races and the filthy bodily fluids of demons, making it a veritable ultimate meat grinder with the entire world as its furnace.

That was the largest and the most prominent landmark on this battlefield.

Bloodbath Fortress.

The original Bloodbath Fortress.

All subsequent Bloodbath Fortresses in other Bloodbath Battlefields were built based on this Bloodbath Fortress as a template.

It stands atop the scorched earth of the abyss, its grandeur far surpassing the mundane concept of a "city."

It's more like a steel mountain range forged from pure war will.

The main body of the fortress is constructed and cast from countless massive black metal rocks, blessed by divine power and reinforced by runes, which are almost eternal.

Its surface is covered with deep dents, melting marks, and dark purple blood stains left by millions of years of war.

The towering city walls, reaching into the murky sky, resembled an endless mountain ridge, thick enough to accommodate several giant dragons running side by side.

Instead of towers, the city walls are covered with massive weapon platforms that resemble the fangs of war beasts.

The arcane spire, wreathed in destructive energy, is like a sharp sword piercing the sky, always ready to unleash its power.

The muzzle of the runic cannon, filled with energy conduits, was as deep as a black hole, emanating a chilling aura.

The catapult array, covered by multiple layers of magical shields, resembled a steel forest. Instead of boulders, it projected alchemical bombs imbued with the power to tear through space.

The outer perimeter of the fortress is a death zone consisting of layers upon layers of deep pits, lava moats, energy barricades covered with spikes, and countless trigger traps.

Inside the fortress, everything needed to serve the war effort was meticulously arranged.

The towering furnaces burn day and night, spewing black smoke and flames, forging endless weapons and armor; the dense military camps are like a honeycomb, ready to devour legions at any time.

The massive teleportation platform shimmered with a steady spatial glow, connecting to a continuous stream of support from all parts of the astral plane.

The entire fortress exudes a solemn black color that conveys a sense of heaviness, oppression, and indestructibility.

Steel is its only language, defense and destruction are its eternal themes, exuding a majestic aura that has withstood billions of years of blood and fire, and is the most solid rock of order in the chaotic turmoil of the abyss.

To be honest, Kana has never spent much time on this floor, this largest bloodbath fortress; he always just passes by in a hurry.

This time, he stayed here for a rare moment.

Just a short while after his arrival, it seemed that someone had already sensed his presence.

Although the number of gods is not unusual on the battlefield.

After all, if we're talking about which place in the entire astral plane has the most gods, then this place is undoubtedly number one, without a doubt.

After all, this is the first level of the bloodbath battlefield, the largest battlefield in the entire astral plane.

Almost no one will take that number one spot.

This place is practically synonymous with war.

All the gods associated with war are frequent visitors here, because there is no place in the entire astral plane more suited to war.

How many gods are there here?
According to incomplete statistics, the average number of deities is as high as one hundred per day.

In the event of a major battle, the number could even exceed three hundred.

In other places, you might not have gods present or passing by for hundreds or thousands of years.

But here, deities appear in droves.

Therefore, this is the largest battlefield, where all levels of power, from ordinary mortal beings to legendary beings and even gods, wage war.

Death is merely the most insignificant footnote here.

If Death exists, then perhaps he would have to live here permanently.

But even if there are many gods, the appearance of each one should be taken seriously.

Therefore, when Kana appeared, all the gods around the Bloodbath Fortress sensed it.

Kana did not conceal his aura, after all, he wasn't there to do anything.

So the gods who knew him came.

The long-unseen fog of judgment.

This mist-like life form became a god, and was also the god who led Kana to the abyss.

After noticing Kana's presence, he came to her side.

"In such a short time, your name has already begun to spread on the battlefield. You truly deserve the title of savior."

Judgment Mist looked at Kana, a smile playing on her lips.

Hearing the praise, Kana simply smiled.

"Judging from your appearance, it seems you don't intend to do anything on this battlefield? So you're just here to watch?"

This kind of situation is perfectly normal on the battlefield. How can you not experience it when you set foot in the Astral Plane?

Of course, since you're just watching, you should be prepared to be drawn into the war at any time, since this is the largest battlefield of the bloody battle.

The battle is still against chaotic demons.

While most of the chaotic demons are selfish, there are also many truly insane ones.

They don't care if you're an enemy or not; they only care if you're big enough for them to wield their blades.

"boom!"

A massive explosion erupted on the horizon; the wind pressure was so strong that it could be felt from that distance.

The explosion roared, and a huge mushroom cloud shot into the sky, still so conspicuous on this bloody battlefield.

Come again?

This reminded Kana of the moment he first came to the Abyss, to this battlefield of blood and fire.

He witnessed this scene as well.

Unexpectedly, he saw it again when he returned this time.

what is this?
Is this the prelude to his every entry into the abyss?

"Here we go again." Even a slightly serious deity like the Mist of Judgment felt helpless, his tone revealing his annoyance.

"Magic Bullet Demon, right?"

"Kana asked."

He still remembered the name; when he first arrived here, there was the same mushroom roar.

The people around him were discussing the demon at the time, but he didn't bother to learn more about it afterwards.

But since he was there to observe the battle, he needed to have a more detailed understanding of the modern battlefield, so he asked a question.

The Fog of Judgment nodded.

"The Demon Bullet Demon - Antrac, a god whose strength is equal to yours, except that his chaotic laws are the roar of sacrifice."

"He is also the most famous and disgusting existence on the entire battlefield. Even gods of medium divine power would feel disgusted when they look at him."

To make someone of medium divine power feel nauseous with only a little divine power? That's truly impressive.

After a brief explanation, the Mist of Judgment waved its hand, and some information flowed out, which was received by Kana. This was easier to communicate than words.

This information contains information about the Demon Bullet Demon.

A chaotic god with meager divine power, and an evil god from the abyss.

Moreover, he was born a god, and for some unknown reason, he seemed unable to grasp more rules; he seemed to be the embodiment of the rules themselves.

The evil gods of the abyss, or rather these chaotic deities, cannot be governed by ordinary reason.

Because they possess the most fundamental nature, which is the chaos of the abyss.

Therefore, it is difficult to determine whether this chaotic evil god was a god who could not resist the erosion of the rules and became a puppet of the rules, or whether he himself was the chaotic rules that made him a god.

These two things may look the same on the outside, but they are completely different in nature.

Most deities believe the latter is more likely.

Because it's not that no deity devised a plan to solve him once and for all, or to seal him away.

But it can't be done.

Because its rules are absolute, even if you surround it, it can sacrifice itself and then self-destruct.

The most outrageous instance, according to records, occurred six hundred years ago.

At that time, it was designed by three gods, and the rules mastered by these three gods all had the effect of sealing and blocking.

They will surround him, intending to solve the problem once and for all, sealing him off for millions of years, and letting him have some peace and quiet.

As it turned out, the trap was stepped on solidly, but the opponent sacrificed their entire body to self-destruct.

At that time, the entire abyss saw the largest mushroom cloud in history.

These three gods, one of medium power and two of weak power, suffered injuries of varying degrees.

Although there was no major injury, the three gods were already stronger than their opponents, and yet they were tricked like this.

However, a definitive conclusion was reached.

The seal is meaningless.

Even if it is sealed, the rules themselves exist on the other party's body, and he can sacrifice himself at any time.

The object of the sacrifice is still oneself.

To initiate a self-destruction.

Then, in the bloodbath battlefield of the abyss, the power of its self-destruction is definitely enough to create an opening.

This gap is enough for the abyss to receive his soul, then take it away, and return it after a period of time.

The power of self-destruction is great, it is unexpected, and it leaves the opponent helpless for a while.

Because even the worst outcome for the opponent would be that after their own temporary withdrawal, they would also bring a god of the same level to temporarily withdraw as well.

A better record could result in the destruction of a large number of enemies.

"Want to go watch the game?"

The fog of judgment suddenly asked.

Kana nodded; that was exactly what he was thinking.

The white mist surged in, enveloping the two, and then they disappeared into the mist.

Meanwhile, white mist emerged from the edge of the distant battlefield, and the two figures reappeared within it.

A very interesting spatial teleportation.

Kana couldn't help but sense it.

He himself also has spatial rules, so his understanding of this aspect is more detailed.

Within this white mist, he did not actually feel himself traversing space; in essence, it was the entire white mist that traversed space through the so-called essence of a species.

They were enveloped in white mist, recognized as part of the object, and thus brought here.

Therefore, it was the space through which the white mist passed, and they were merely enveloped within it and passed through incidentally, without any spatial crossing on their bodies.

As expected of gods, each of them possesses unique skills, revealing their power effortlessly.

The two had now reached the edge of the battlefield, a steep cliff face, and they stood at the top of the cantilever.
This cantilever isn't very big; it's like there used to be a mountain peak, which was then sculpted into this shape.

However, this cantilever is high enough and far enough.

Standing at the top, they can see into the distance.

Upon arriving here, Kana sensed that it wasn't just the two of them around, and sure enough, there were spectators on both sides.

Three of them were legendary figures around level 15. They stood at the very bottom, on the side of the very top, not at the highest position, as a sign of respect.

At the same height nearby, there were two other deities, but their faces could not be seen; they could only be vaguely sensed from the divine power emanating from them.

They also seem to be deities of order.

One rule seems to be healing, and the other is a bit strange, but it should be a rule for craftsmen.

The Mist of Judgment seemed unsurprised by this situation, and didn't even glance at it, instead focusing its gaze on the direction of the battlefield.

This is the bloodbath battlefield of the abyss, so it is a battlefield everywhere. The object of judgment brought him here, naturally, to the place where the great demon of magic bullets had just blasted out the giant mushroom.

The enormous mushroom cloud had not yet dissipated, and the destructive aura and demonic power contained within it could still be clearly felt.

The surrounding area had been ravaged, but a huge magical barrier could be seen around the formation of the Order side.

It emitted a blue light and was covered in cracks, but it did indeed block the residual force of the magic bullet after it self-destructed.

The massive battlefield in the center was nothing short of a chaotic carnage, a meat grinder.

The dense fighting stretched almost to the edge of the field of vision.

As far as the eye could see, there was a boiling sea of ​​death.

The raging tide of demons surged forth like a filthy flood crashing against the banks of the Alliance of Order.

Here, war still retains the essence of most bloody battlefields.

The forces of order are on the defensive, while the forces of evil are on the offensive, as the Bloodbath battlefield established this pattern many years ago.

Only when the battlefield of bloodshed did the forces of order attack, and at that time the forces of evil also attacked; that was the bloodiest moment.

Now, the forces of order only need to hold the battlefield.

As the initial and largest battlefield, this place absolutely cannot be lost; a bloody battle must be maintained here. (End of Chapter)