Free Web NovelChapter 1189: Chapter 817: The Army Presses In
Above the Blood Pit Fortress.
Iron Flower Structure — [Magic Power Purification Device · Iron Flower].
Under Kana’s guidance, the final calibration was completed.
The light of the central silver sphere suddenly intensified, the embedded runes lit up densely like stars, flowing with a liquid river of light of the Power of Order.
Twenty-four gigantic obsidian crystal veins were thoroughly activated, with scorching white energy beams piercing deep into the layered spatial barrier formed by the Teleportation Gate beneath the fortress as if they were alive.
The purification beams operated silently!
The thick sulfur clouds that had churned for endless ages above the fortress boiled violently and retreated as if they had met their nemesis!
Where the beams reached, filth was evaporated, leaving a brief yet extremely clear area of blue sky.
Most critically, the ubiquitous abyssal whispers that continuously eroded the soul and flesh.
Like the low, evil murmurs of billions of flies buzzing within the brain — for the first time, they were completely isolated outside by the translucent light gold force field dome.
The Night Watchers and Avengers within the fortress let out relieved moans, their taut nerves instantly relaxing.
Order Magic Power trickled down from the apex of the light dome like a warm spring rain, nourishing the dried and aching bodies and spirits long exposed to an environment of Chaos Magic Power.
The pervasive sulfurous stench in the air was diluted and replaced, with an unprecedented fresh scent belonging to the primary material plane spreading, even causing a few resilient, faintly luminous moss to sprout in some corners of the fortress.
This enormous structure finally began to operate fully.
Once operational, the changes it brought were visible to the naked eye, the sensations for the life below were so apparent.
Kana stopped beside the structure, observing carefully.
Watching to see if the structure would experience acclimatization issues or any problems arise, but more importantly observing the application of the Iron Flower Structure here and its operational rule’s impact on the entire Abyss Battlefield.
He feared not at all that the data rule contained within the Iron Flower Structure would be affected by the Abyss, because it is something entirely opposed to the Abyss, the antithesis of Chaos.
The main aspect he wished to see was just how intense the Abyss’s reaction to this thing would be.
A reaction is sure to occur.
If the reaction was too great and not worth the cost, then consideration must be given to rapidly dismantling this thing and moving it back.
Otherwise, the Blood Pit Fortress, which had only just found its footing, might be flattened under such a huge reaction, rendering all previous efforts futile, which would be undeserving.
As Kana was observing and contemplating.
The will of the Abyss sensed an unprecedented "foreign object" sensation.
This was not anger directed at a specific entity, but a massive chaotic whole beyond individual consciousness experiencing instinctive rejection of the "pure wound" forcefully created and purified inside.
Though the 1121st Blood Battle Battlefield is also an exotic region within the Abyss, nevertheless it was the Abyss’s rules that ran there.
The feeling brought by Kana’s introduction of the Iron Flower Structure this time was different.
Yet the area occupied by this thing was indeed so small that it could almost be ignored.
The entire 1121st Blood Battle Battlefield trembled faintly, not as a physical shake, but a shudder on the rule level.
The sulfur lava rivers suddenly surged intensely, and twisted spatial fissures appeared more frequently and unstably.
The Abyss itself, like a massive unconscious creature, sought to expel this "purification thorn" embedded within.
This subtle instinctual response conveyed, at the very least, a sense of dissatisfaction.
And all chaotic entities acting within the Abyss, driven by the subconscious will, issued primordial hostile roars towards this "thorn" — the Blood Pit Fortress.
They received the Abyss’s dissatisfaction.
Deep within the demon base.
"Hiss... Filthy Order!"
In a nest built from writhing colossal intestines and sulfur crystal clusters, the Abyss Fire Demon Commander known as "Heart of the Rend" Agras let out an angry hiss, its lava-formed giant eye held a fixed gaze on the unignorable clear light zone above the distant Blood Pit Fortress.
The feeling of disgust annoyed him.
The unprecedented threat made him exceptionally agitated.
"That bug fortress... they’ve inserted a thorn!"
Another commander, resembling a giant, twisted rhinoceros beetle, "Skull Crusher" Grom, struck the ground heavily with its forelegs, cold purple light flashing in its compound eyes, "The Abyss loathes it... it urges! It must be removed!"
The perceptions of the nearby sub-demon lords and abyssal sorcerers were even clearer, as they themselves were extensions of the Abyss’s will.
The pure Order field made their flesh feel burning pain and their magic power coordination sluggish.
Chaotic discussions, malicious curses, and meaningless roars erupted within the nest:
"Gather! Tear apart that light!"
"Drown it with desecration fire!"
"Drag those bugs hiding behind the barrier out, grind them bit by bit!"
"More sacrifices needed... summon the flesh furnace!"
The deep will of the Abyss resonated through the chaotic network, urging all legions capable of sensing it.
Soon, the observation outposts of both Blood War Fortress and Blood Pit Fortress simultaneously detected anomalies.
In the Blood War Fortress — the command center.
"Detected large-scale demon movement! Depth coordinates, leaning towards the Blood Pit Fortress direction!"
