Chapter 1239 - 839: Divine Spear Is Here (3)

Chapter 1239: Chapter 839: Divine Spear Is Here (3)

Special potions were injected, and the alchemical tweezers that emitted a green glow swiftly removed the corroding purple crystal from the wound, while the gentle light of the [Life Stabilizer] shone on the injured.

The most intimidating were those large war machines.

"Clearer chariots in position! Igniting the scorching light path!"

Following the command, several heavy crate-like devices emitted a deep rumble.

Cannon-like launch ports pointed towards the thickest swarm—whoosh! Dazzling, nearly liquid alchemy flame torrents surged out.

This flame not only carried destructive high temperatures but also integrated order energy. Wherever it passed, crystal-footed bugs, screechers, and even fragile infected were like sheets of paper thrown into a furnace, instantly turning to char and smoke.

The wall of fire continuously advanced, plowing through the surging purple tide, creating one after another hopeless "death isolation zones."

Dense rain of arrows, coupled with enchanted alchemical bombs, began a saturation attack.

Low-level void creatures in each sector were systematically cleared out, efficiency far beyond that of a squad battle.

Once the rift or Gate of Void fully opens, only the Light Guardian Squad can carry out comprehensive suppression.

"The frontline is preliminarily stabilized! Clearing outer pollution!"

"Medical teams are transferring severely injured by zone!"

"Continue to construct secondary containment lines! Compress polluted areas!"

Calm orders echoed one after another in the legion channel.

The channel no longer only represents text like it once did.

Some important channels can already transmit messages through voice permissions.

And as long as it’s within the domain of the world’s order power, it can be unhindered.

Although the Gate of Void continues to be a source of trouble, the collapse on the outskirts of the town has finally been choked hard by this heavily armed, well-trained legion.

And at this moment, in front of the Gate of Void.

[Defenders] Squad—Cedric, Baron, Isabella, Lydia, Oliver.

Like five bloodstained iron statues.

Cedric still stood at the forefront, right hand tightly gripping the recently credited [Thunder Ridge] Divine Spear that only now emitted faint arcs, left hand holding a giant shield, breathing heavily.

Oliver’s Holy Light continuously lingered on the squad members, healing their wounds and dispelling the void breath interference, yet his face remained pale.

Before them, the deep vortex within the Gate of Void rolls incessantly.

Though the initial terror was dispelled by the divine spear, the function of this stabilizing portal remains formidable.

More void creatures in destroyer forms, soul-splitting demons, and even hordes of clawed combat beasts continuously stream out like an assembly line from the gate.

The Soul Guardian Squad stands as a rock before the waterfall’s source, enduring the most ferocious and sustained impact.

Their sword light, giant hammer, arrows, and poison blade weave into a domain of death, each swing killing or severely injuring the target.

However, "many" itself is an overwhelming power.

The number of monsters spewed from the gate far exceeds the kill limits of their five members.

Almost every moment, several crystal-footed bugs, clawed combat beasts, and even small destroyers, due to their huge numbers, slip away from the edges and gaps of their containment line, attempting to rejoin the battlefield toward the town.

However, unlike before, when these stragglers try to rush toward the chaotic town below, they are greeted not by desperate screams.

Either precise point kills by the outer defenses of the Light Protector Legion—a single enchanted arrow or a burst of alchemical flame taking them down instantly.

Or interception and slaughter by the Night Watcher squads of lower levels, arriving later on!

The torrent from the Gate of Void remains fierce, but a solid dyke has been built downstream.

The Soul Guardian Squad acts like nails, firmly pinned at the source of the flood, weakening its power.

After all, they now hold the divine artifact, and they must strive to expand the battle results during the artifact’s existence.

The Light Protector Legion, with breathtaking speed and power, builds a grander barrier downstream of the torrent, beginning to isolate destruction and gradually clear the accumulated "pollution."

The grinding disc of flesh still runs, but the scales of victory have finally tipped toward order, difficult yet steadfast, after arriving at the critical moment.