Chapter 1298 - 866: Unending Campaigns (Part 2)

Chapter 1298: Chapter 866: Unending Campaigns (Part 2)

Similarly, the emerging Void Creatures are no more than Level Eleven, not reaching higher levels unless unexpected situations occur.

The Crystal Tyrant’s giant crystal hammer and Rein’s Holy Flame Giant Hammer clash explosively, like a mountain crumbling.

The shock waves flatten the surrounding purple crystal hills.

They both use melee and are heavy armor fighters, possessing both defense and attack capabilities, extremely formidable and impactful.

Therefore, the battle is intense and unresolved, but ultimately, the Void Creatures remain Legendary entities with inherent destructive power, giving the Night Watchers a slight disadvantage overall.

However, don’t forget, he’s not alone; there are three teammates around providing support.

The crystalline lash strikes the Holy Shield, pulling out dazzling energy sparks and shattering crystal fragments.

The Twilight Weaver’s myriad crystal threads sometimes form a giant net towards the Erisa Squad, but are constantly dispersed by vines, rune plates, and Arcane Missiles.

Sometimes they condense into a piercing giant spear, but are repeatedly shattered by Erisa’s Light Blade and Demon-breaking Arrows.

Every energy burst sends waves of Low-Level Void Creatures into the void, turning them to ash.

Purple-black crystal remains fly everywhere under the tremendous impact, like a bizarre blizzard.

The pressure on the defense line’s perimeter eases slightly—entry speed to the core area of enemies is noticeably hindered by the Legendary battlefield’s natural grinder effect.

Void Creatures may lack minds, but when commanding units and Legendary entities appear on the battlefield, they are inherently controlled and directed.

Though they might not hold independent consciousness, at least they don’t act entirely on instinct.

Even as the two Legendary entities face siege, they show no intent to assist or hold back.

Instead, they intensify attacks on the defense line, vowing to break through, containing the enemies within to stop them from destroying the world.

Adam looks at the two exploding energy light clusters within the defense line and the continuously collapsing and breaking ground, feeling the persistent tremors underfoot, he clenches his fist.

"This is... a Legendary battle..."

Pokanasha mutters, her eyes reflecting the dazzling light in the distance, her face pale yet resolute.

"They... are fighting for the world, protecting others..."

Bringing back memories of her past.

How she wished the Night Watchers were so numerous back then, her homeland wouldn’t have suffered.

To prevent more people from suffering, she must become stronger.

"What are you standing around for!" Adam snaps out of it suddenly, shouting sternly.

"Hold our position! Don’t let those outside scum take advantage of any openings! Tokke, suppress the right-side breach! Nasha, provide support over there! We are still on the battlefield!"

The Soul Guardians fight desperately in the polluted core area, using the aftermath of their battles to cleanse enemies within while preventing the Legendary Power from destroying defense structures.

And outside the Steel Barrier of the defense line, the Legendary-activated and wildly fanatic Void tide continues to strike fiercely against the Night Watchers, Adventurers, and Kingdom Soldiers’ flesh defense lines.

Every second is thrilling, life or death hangs in the balance.

Battlefield core area.

The viscous purple fog formed by polluted energy distorts the air, and the earth groans under the oppressive force of the terrifying Crystal Tyrant and Twilight Weaver.

As soon as these two Legendary creations appear, they erode reality with their inherent rules.

They make the already nearly tattered earth even more broken and filthy, filled with that purple aura.

Containing corrosive and maddening destructive power.

The Crystal Tyrant is shaped like a moving shrieking mountain, its body constructed from tens of thousands of jet-black spiky crystals, with viscous dark purple energy slurry flowing through its cracks.

Every heavy step cracks and shatters the ground like fragile glass, and under the influence of the "Crystallization Spread" rule, crystals rapidly form around.

Anything touched by these purple crystal spikes, be it life or material, becomes brittle, shattering, and becoming part of its massive body.

From this, one might glimpse what it was before being eroded by the Void—it may have once been an Elemental creature of Legendary Tier.

It seems related to earth, a Legendary elemental creature, corrupted by the destructive Void erosion, transformed into this form in agony.

The power that once nourished and shook the earth now tears it apart under this rule.

The Twilight Weaver floats in the air, its lower body a cloud of tentacles dripping entropy ash, upper body vaguely humanoid, with six narrow, dark purple eyes embedded in the cracks in its head.

It wields arms composed purely of "Destroying Light Entanglement," weaving invisible energy threads.

These threads slice through space, causing the air, light, and even rules in their path to moan under unbearable stress, decomposing, disassembling, plunging into an accelerated demise state.

Wherever it passes, it leaves a color-faded, life-depleted gray void.

Even the air carries inexplicable twisting and cracking.

When Nora’s Hammer Soul Guardian Squad approaches, when they engage in battle with it.

A whisper mixed with countless cold wills simultaneously explodes deep within everyone’s minds, hoarse and full of destructive rhythm.

This is the rhythm of the Void, the tone conveyed by the Void within the spirit, delivered by these Legendary creatures.

"Tiny... dust of Order... futile struggle..."

The Crystal Tyrant’s mental whisper crushes, as if gazillions of crystal shards squeezing together, ordinary beings could easily succumb to madness under such tone, being eroded into one of them.

Even Legends can be affected by such tone, but fortunately, the ones facing it are not normal Legends but Night Watcher Legends.

"Silence... is the only return... accept... demise..."

The Twilight Weaver’s whisper echoes like a sigh of all things decaying and disintegrating, its tone distinctly different.

"This realm... shall be... purified... integrated... into the endless Void abyss..."

"Resistance... accelerates... your... own... destruction..."

Compared to some fallen Legends whose will remains more determined with more retained wisdom, these two Legendary creatures’ will is definitely more shattered.

They have become more like transmitters of the Void.

Even indicating at the Legendary stage, their strength is not very powerful.

Of course, this is in comparison to among the Legends of the Void.

The sound is piercing, carrying a magic power that dissolves will.

"Shut up! Disgusting rotten things!"

Rein Iron Wall roars, his voice echoes with the majestic power of the "Barrier Defender," like thunder and bells.

He has long activated the "Mountain’s Mark," the silver rune plate armor on his body blooms with a thick, earthy yellow light, and the gigantic tower shield engraved with ancient runes, "Immovable Peak," thrusts forward!

"Boom——!!!"

One of Crystal Tyrant’s arms, gathering terrifying crystalized force enough to crush mountains, slams heavily against the shield’s surface.

The deafening explosion tears through the air, the materialized shockwave detonates in a ring shape, the crystallized earth beneath Rein’s feet bursts and sinks several meters, forming a giant crater.

Yet he doesn’t step back.

The runes flowing on the shield absorb most of the force, forming a "Permanent Iron Barrier" domain with earthy yellow light, struggling to resist the erosion of "Crystallization Spread."

Behind the tower shield, Rein’s face is fierce, with veins popping on his neck, yet imbued with a rock-like determination.

"This is our homeland! The land of Guardians, how dare you destructive beasts rampage here?! Holy Flame Hammer Strike!"

The Holy Flame Giant Hammer in his hand, the "Ground Fire Forge," bursts with blinding molten gold light, charged with the will to purge filth, smashing into the joint of the crystal arm slammed on the shield.

Rahaka, his Soul Guardian Squad teammate, almost simultaneously takes action.

This "Forge Vower" roars, blazing golden battle flames rise on his body, the power chain whip "Pure Flame Whip" tears through the air, striking at the Tyrant’s other leg that was just about to lift.

"Take a blow to the feet! Back to your lousy crystal pit!"