A different world game? A different world game!

The Fog of Judgment knew of Karna's doubts.

His voice resounded directly in Kana's consciousness, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"Sulcrad, Lord of Shadows, 'The Fallen Shadow.' He possesses the power of a lesser god, but has already touched the threshold of a middle god; his ascension is only a matter of time."

“There was once a being of medium divine power who tried to completely obliterate Him, but His control over shadows and escape was almost instinctive, and He always managed to vanish into nothingness, failing to achieve His goal.”

Of course, this is also related to the power of this mid-level deity, which just happened to be unable to stop the other party from escaping.

But in any case, being able to escape from a god of moderate power is enough to demonstrate the opponent's strength.

And indeed, no other god of the same level could do anything to him.

The mist of judgment paused for a moment, as if to emphasize the weight of its next words.

"But what makes Him most fearsome is not His strength or ability to escape, but His infamous reputation as the 'Fallen One'!"

"He is one of the most repulsive serpents in the abyss, who delights in toying with and corrupting the souls of beings in order, especially those who have faith and bear a mission of light. His 'feats' are truly appalling."

She began to recount the evil god's exploits to Cana, clearly hoping that Cana would take the other party a little more seriously and not reveal any weaknesses in his mind.

Six demigods.

At least six demigod heroes, renowned and promising in their respective worlds or battlefields, ultimately crumble in His meticulously crafted schemes, temptations, or traps of despair, betraying their oaths and embracing the darkness of the abyss.

Their depravity is the abyss's most vicious mockery of order.

Demigods are a special class of beings.

Some may have reached this stage through the guidance of other deities, while others already possessed the power to become gods and thus temporarily paused at this level.

In any case, these are all important strategies for the order side.

Of course, if that were all, it wouldn't be enough for the Fog of Judgment to say such a thing.

Even more terrifying is that two of the six fallen demigods, through the blessings of the abyss and their twisted power, actually managed to ignite the divine fire and become evil gods of the abyss.

This means that Sulkrad's "work" possesses the power to continue and expand in the abyss.

His most "glorious" achievement was successfully seducing a weak deity from the Order faction.

Not only did it cause that god to abandon his divine duties and believers, becoming utterly corrupt and degenerate, but it also used his remaining authority and connection to the world to drag the entire material plane in which that god was born into the embrace of the abyss, making it a new layer in the abyss plane group.

This is a complete desecration and plunder of the very foundation of an orderly world.

As for the legendary powerhouses who were seduced, corrupted, and manipulated to death by Him over the long years, they are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, beyond calculation.

Each one represents a loss to the forces of order, and nourishment for the chaos of the abyss.

However, she offered some reassurance and told Karna the specifics of the only new god who had been seduced.

It was less a seduction and more a transaction.

Even if he were an evil god, it would be highly unlikely that he could lure another god into the abyss.

He chose from among all the gods, and then selected this one who was very likely to accept his deal and fall into the abyss to become an evil god.

Then it was all achieved through transactions and negotiations.

Essentially, this is a completely different thing from seduction.

But the other beings before him did indeed owe their existence to his seduction.

“He appeared here with a clear objective: he came for you, Kana.”

The intent of the fog of judgment rang like an alarm bell within the divinity of Kanah.

"The title of 'savior' was the ultimate temptation for Him!"
"If a god who carries the hopes of the world is dragged into the mire of the abyss, the resulting pollution and chaos will be enough to make Him instantly receive the overwhelming favor of the will of the abyss. Not only will He be able to steadily step into the middle level of divine power, but He may even ascend to the peak in one step."

"A god who has never claimed to be a savior has fallen. Your existence is a once-in-a-lifetime 'opportunity' for Him. He will be like the most patient spider, weaving a web in the shadows, waiting for the moment when a crack appears in your heart. Be sure to be... extremely careful."

Saviors are always special.

It's not unusual for someone to be the center of attention in the abyss; Cana himself has gotten used to it.

The warning of the fog of judgment echoed in Kana's mind.

However, there's no need to be overly vigilant; just keep a sense of proportion.

After all, being able to become a savior means that one has made enough contributions to one's world and that order is shining brightly.

How can one save the world if one's heart is not firm enough?

Not to mention that Kana's world is being watched by the Void. A world watched by the Void is one that even the Abyss has to avoid, let alone confront.

Therefore, the other party's attempt to entice Kana into corruption is nothing but wishful thinking.

However, for such an evil god, it's just a matter of casting a wide net. Even if he doesn't entice, it's still very necessary to understand a new savior, because they might become enemies later and have to fight each other.

And who says you have to seduce the savior? Seduce the people around the other person, seduce their followers, it's an interesting thing too.

The deafening sounds of battle and the roar of the aftershocks of the divine war on the battlefield below seemed to be shrouded in a new shadow.

A wicked god from the shadows.

Cana couldn't help but ponder. To be honest, Cana didn't think that attracting the other party's attention was simply because of his identity as a savior.

He also did something else: he killed the Lock God and severely injured the Shadow God.

This evil god of the abyss possesses an equal domain of rules, so it's hard for Kana to believe he doesn't know that evil god.

That might be one of the reasons.

Being targeted by an evil god at this time is quite troublesome, to be honest, since the fewer people who pay attention to what Kana is about to do, the better.

The massive and brutal battle unfolding before us is clearly an epic saga that cannot be resolved in a short time.

Under the guidance of the veteran deity, the Mist of Judgment, Kana has fully experienced the cruelty and grandeur of this core battlefield of the abyss.

I've seen and thought more, and I already have a concept of what's to come.

Having achieved his objective of observing the battle, he expressed his intention to depart to the Fog of Judgment.

"The bloody battle will never end, but my journey must continue. I must go and see the fortress I built in the abyss."

Kana's voice was calm and firm.

The misty body of Judgment rippled slightly, as if silently nodding.

"Indeed, we should be careful. After all, it is a fortress built by a savior, and it is too conspicuous in the abyss. May the light of order always guide your path."

He didn't try to hold him back; every moment in the abyss was precious. His gaze returned to the raging carnage below. The space around Kana slightly distorted, preparing to teleport away.

In this brief interval, a majestic figure, exuding an aura of overwhelming order and resembling a moving mountain, swept across the distant battlefield, seemingly drawn by the battle itself.

It was a Titan god whose body gleamed with a bronze metallic sheen, surrounded by fine lightning and a powerful divine force that stabilized the earth.

The Titan clearly noticed the departing Kana and the Judgment Mist beside him.

A hint of surprise flashed in His enormous eyes, which seemed to be cast from molten gold, and His massive divine body paused slightly in mid-air.

His gaze fell on Kana, with a scrutinizing quality, but deeper still, it carried a sense of understanding and confirmation.

He did not speak, but nodded very slightly but very solemnly in the direction of Kana.

Kana understood immediately and responded with a nod.

A silent, divine-level understanding was quietly achieved beneath the blood-red sky of the abyss.

There was no unnecessary communication, yet enough information was conveyed.

At that moment, the deep voice of the Judgment Mist resounded in Kana's consciousness:

"That is Atreus, the 'Wall of the Mountains,' a central force in the Titan pantheon, a lesser deity who wields the powers of 'Unyielding Barrier' and 'Guardian of the Earth.'"

"His father was the renowned savior of the Titan pantheon, who once turned the tide. Therefore, he naturally pays more attention to you, who also bears the name of savior."

Cana understood.

However, he knew, of course, that Atreus's presence was not only due to his father's lineage, but also because of Karna's grand plan, which required the cooperation of the Titans.

Clearly, the higher-ups of the Titan pantheon had made the necessary preparations and communication, and Atreus was one of those in the know and even one of the executors.

This level of cooperation doesn't need to, and can't, be discussed in detail on the battlefield; a glance, a nod, is the most reliable promise.

Both sides understand that at some crucial moment in the future, they will stand side by side.

After a brief encounter, Kana did not linger.

Ripples spread through the space as his figure completely disappeared from the first level of the bloodbath battlefield.

The next moment, Kana was standing once again beneath the murky and oppressive sky of the 1121st level abyss.

He hovered high in the sky, his divine sense spreading downwards like an invisible tide, trying to take in the entire relatively "small" battlefield.

The stark contrast in the view evoked a profound sense of disparity.

Compared to the grand battlefield of the first floor, where millions of troops are slaughtered and gods fight to the death, the 1121st floor does seem cramped and "peaceful".

The Bloodbath Fortress below, though still a symbol of order and shimmering with rune light, is far smaller than the colossal steel mountain on the first level.

It is more like a lonely city that stands stubbornly in the abyss of swamp.

In front of the fortress, the once fiercely contested battlefield was now filled with a deathly silence, a silence tinged with blood and smoke, a characteristic of lulls in the fighting.

The demons' offensive was like a never-ending tide; as one wave receded, another was bound to brew.

At this moment, Kana's gaze turned to the other side, to the blood pit fortress he had created.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting on the battlefield have temporarily subsided, but the lingering atmosphere of violence and chaos in the air, as well as the scattered debris on the ground, all testify to the intensity of the battle that had just taken place.

Kana noticed this keenly.

The outer perimeter of the fortress, consisting of energy shields, steel barricades, and enchanted trenches, showed signs of recent repairs in many places.

In some areas, there are still traces of scorching and cratering from magical burns and powerful impacts.

Clearly, during his absence, the defenses once again withstood the onslaught of demonic forces and were successfully repelled.

For the 1121st floor battlefield, repeated breaches and reconstructions of the defensive line have become the norm. Every inch of this land is soaked with the blood and will of soldiers from both sides.

In the center of the battlefield, especially in the death zone where the fortress meets the outermost defensive line, the scene is even more shocking.

Piles of demon corpses lay stacked upon each other, with limbs of various shapes, broken shells, and twisted weapons mixed together, forming mounds of corpses that exuded a stench and chaotic energy.

Dark purple demon blood, like a viscous stream, flowed and gathered freely on the scorched earth, staining the entire land a nauseating, deep purplish-black.

Thick layers of bloody mud almost completely covered the original landscape, and every step seemed to bring with it a sticky, viscous death.

Amidst this horrific post-war landscape, a massive yet elegant figure radiates a gentle yet powerful life force, dispelling the gloom of the battlefield.

The Sky Dragon, this powerful ally, has now revealed its sacred and majestic dragon form in a rare display of its power.

Its enormous body, covered in scales as pure as crystal, hovered gracefully above the battlefield, its wingspan almost obscuring a small patch of sky.

Unlike his fierce and imposing presence during battle, Ignis was now surrounded by a clear and gentle light, like a spring stream.

With each flap of its wings, a gentle breeze imbued with powerful healing energy spread out like tangible ripples, caressing every wounded warrior below.

The wind carried the fresh scent of newly sprouted grass and trees, gently washing away the lingering void erosion and demonic toxins from the wounds, accelerating the regeneration of flesh and blood and soothing the spirit.

Above its massive body, or rather, above the enormous structure that covered the back of the fortress—the Iron Flower Construct.

Its immense existence, woven from countless intricate machines and life-giving veins, is now pulsating slightly.

Countless tiny spores, radiating a pale green, healing glow, resembled miniature stars.

It wafts from the gaps in its steel petals and roots, blending perfectly with the healing winds sprinkled by the Sky Dragon.

When was this feature enhanced?
Did this feature exist before?

These life spores, as if possessing consciousness, precisely attach themselves to the wounds of each injured soldier or merge into their exhausted bodies.

They not only replenish life energy, but also, guided by the vast network of consciousness of the iron flower structure, efficiently repair broken bones, burned skin, and depleted energy.

Under the dual influence of the Sky Dragon's healing winds and the Iron Flower Construct's restorative aids, the entire fortress area seemed to be enveloped in a vibrant healing force field.

The wounded soldiers' painful groans gradually subsided, their backs, bent by exhaustion and pain, straightened again, and the atmosphere of despair was replaced by a resilience born of survival.

Kana hovered silently high in the sky, his golden eyes calmly watching the scene below during a lull in the war.

The fortress is being repaired, the warriors are being healed, and the demon corpses are being purified or dragged away by the forces of order.

The clear, healing winds of the Sky Dragon and the faint glow of life emanating from the Iron Flower Construct appear so precious against the backdrop of the murky abyss.

After a brief period of calm, the next wave of frenzy is bound to come, but this rest and healing is precisely for the purpose of wielding the sword more resolutely next time.

He withdrew his gaze from the top of the sky, his figure slowly descending, like a star merging into the night, falling towards the fortress that stood firm amidst blood and fire.

The fortress's outline stood out sharply against the crimson sky, like a nail of order firmly driven into the heart of the abyss. (End of Chapter)