Free Web NovelChapter 1187: Chapter 816: Brought to the Abyss
Abyss, 1121st layer.
Blood Pit Fortress.
The sulfur clouds churn above Blood Pit Fortress, the bricks of the thick walls drenched in dark red blood clots.
This fortress has been established for less than six months.
Yet the scratches and repairs visible on the walls, the blood-filled gaps, and the smeared blood clots.
Make one think this fortress has stood here for a long time.
This fortress, reinforced by Night Watchers at the abyssal outpost, has been compressed into a precise war machine under the relentless impact of demons.
This is the Abyss, where everything serves the war, and exists for bloody combat.
High crossbow cannons arrayed like thorns occupy the wall tops; at important tower checkpoints, different architectural structures can be seen from before.
The entire tower is made of peculiar stone, with metal etched by magic power sketching runes, a crystal-like accumulator suspended at the top.
Magic power weapons capable of directly using ray magic, looking like they’re firing lasers.
These are magic power weapons, transitional defensive structures not fully adapted to the Abyss, with unique construction and magic power combing restricting them to stand atop the walls without movement.
Alchemical steam hissed and erupted from the bunker exhaust vents.
The narrow windows of the barracks cluster like a beehive.
Only the sprawling warehouse area appears slightly spacious, filled with stacks of enchanted arrows and potion boxes.
It is precisely these supplies that allow the Night Watchers and the supporting Avengers to persevere within Blood Pit Fortress.
Compared to demons their numbers are indeed scarce, fortunately, Night Watchers were prepared for defense from the start.
This is the Abyss.
You never worry about demons not actively attacking, you only worry about one thing, which is not being able to hold.
How to turn Blood Pit Fortress into impregnable defenses is what Night Watchers should ponder.
And among this ammunition and supplies are of utmost importance.
In most circumstances, other than Night Watchers’ rotations, daily supplies from Ring Tower City are entirely ammunition.
"Patrol group, pay attention to the third corrosive pit on the wall, corrosion speed has exceeded the standard."
A Night Watcher officer tapped the embedded alchemical instrument on the inner side of the wall, issuing orders to the patrol group over the channel.
Beside him, an elf Avenger was fiercely scraping the sticky green blood off his sword blade with a grindstone.
Sometimes the demon corpses disappear, but their blood still remains.
Suddenly a pause—all the fortress’s buzzing was overtaken by a far greater tearing sound.
This peculiar sound defies logic, all resting Night Watchers and Avengers reflexively picked up nearby weapons, stood vigilantly, and observed their surroundings.
Then they saw the source of the sound.
The sky was torn like poor-quality canvas.
After tearing, the muddled sky revealed a starry background.
Such a background indicates it is being teleported by some method, somewhat violently and unstably.
A stable teleportation gate type should reveal the scene on the other teleportation end.
And it shouldn’t casually tear open the sky like now, this resembles violent entry.
Violent invasion.
Immediately making some vigilant, pointing their weapons in that direction.
Raelia sent out information, as Night Watchers received the information they quieted down.
A silhouette emerged from the wide spatial fissure.
Kana.
He hovered above the fortress’s central square, silver threads spreading from his palms, piercing into the forcefully torn fissure.
These silver threads began constructing, expanding along the edges, like a precise machine at work.
Soon weaving a colossal teleportation gate across the sky.
Beyond the door, order magic power surrounding Ring Tower City surged in carrying the fresh atmosphere of the prime material plane, violently entwining with the sulfur stench of the Abyss.
Chaos magic power clashed with order magic power, forming a vortex of magic power around the teleportation gate.
Instantly making the space unstable.
Kana paid no mind.
He simply willed it.
The power of rules promptly pushed away the order and chaos magic power, subsequently completely expelling the chaos magic power, forming a vacuum area.
"It’s a building-level temporary teleportation gate!"
Inside the wall tower, a Night Watcher wearing an engineering hammer badge frantically supported the observational mirror.
"The leader truly is worthy, requiring numerous alchemists alongside a legendary mage as the main figure to quickly construct such a temporary teleportation gate, which he constructs easily alone, so stable and fast."
Is this the power of gods?
Unconsciously, he recalled Kana seemed to be an alchemist once.
Thinking now.
Mage + Warrior + Alchemist.
Hard to comprehend how these three professions are mixed together.
Simply say worthy of being the leader.
"Who is that guy? I don’t think I’ve seen him before."
An avenger of a humanoid race with horns on his head nudged the Night Watcher beside him and asked.
After the avengers came for support, Kana hadn’t appeared directly in Blood Pit Fortress.
For a character like that.
This avenger who dwelled in the Abyss couldn’t have forgotten.
Hearing this.
The nearby Night Watcher frowned, reprimanding: "No rudeness, that’s our leader."
Leader?
This avenger immediately remembered.
