CHAPTER 908: CHAPTER 512: DOOMSDAY EMERGES! THE BATTLEFIELD IN PERIL! (2)

The entire Second Battlefield was even more dazzling than before.

"Starfire is flickering!"

"The power of Sanctuary is surging!"

"And... there are huge informational frames at each defensive hub... What is that?"

The whole expanse of the Second Battlefield was vast beyond measure, with many districts showing gigantic holographic images.

Those nearby looked at the information above, a glint of surprise and doubt in their expressions.

"Is this real?"

"At each hub’s Starfire Station, you can perform long-distance teleportation by investing points into it."

"Is this a way out...?"

"Perhaps it has other uses..."

But at least, it gave the numerous adventurers another reassurance.

In this terrifying frenzy, adventurers fought with all their might, even if their bodies seemed so insignificant before this furious tide, where blades and claws intertwined, flames and shadows fused.

"Hiss hiss hiss! Roar!" The Abyssal monsters charged towards the crowd with unspeakable madness, trying to tear their bodies, devouring their souls. Countless low roars interwove on the battlefield, the air thick with smoke and intense atmosphere, the skyward radiance flashing constantly, forming a stark contrast with the Abyss’s darkness. Various Runes, Magic, lasers, and Battle Roars wove into a majestic tableau.

Though that twisted boundary was continually advancing and shrinking, the six-dimensional defenses were still slowly retreating under relentless assault, yet despite this, the morale of the defense was not diminished but, instead, surged like rocks amidst mighty waves.

Every living being kept roaring, charging! Completely different from previous chaos, doldrums, panic!

It’s important to realize... in the chaotic camp of mixed fish and dragons, although vast in numbers, all fought on their own, and the originally powerful combat strength could not even unite one-third of their force.

"How exactly is that guy doing it..." the Bell-Ringer murmured.

At this moment, a voice suddenly rang gently beside him:

"...spiritual power, every piece of Starfire in the sky carries a wisp of spiritual power, although negligible individually, the whole sky full of Starfire is something astonishing, that Su Buxian... seems to be making a big move."

The Bell-Ringer shivered suddenly, who was speaking?

As he turned his head...

A man in a purple top hat and tails startled his pupils.

"Long time no see..." the Traveling Merchant slowly smiled.

"Junior brother."

....

In this endless war between Abyss and Dimension, the most important part was not the battles of countless Low Sequences, but the deities.

The confrontation between Demon Gods and Dimension Gods was staggering.

Those Demon Gods, as if painfully born from the Abyss of despair, radiated an icy cold aura, akin to the bone-chilling winds of wintry nights, their phantoms permeating the air like thick fog, appearing to tear apart the entire space and devour every bit of light. Every motion accompanied a heartwrenching low roar, telling of the Abyss’s endless despair and madness!

Meanwhile, the gods of Dimensions came in majesty without fear. There were Light Messengers descending from the sky, clad in brilliant splendor, like stars twinkling on the horizon. There were Great Magic Guide Gods, with holy Runes flickering in their hands like the rising dawn, with power surpassing common sense, resisting Abyss’s onslaught!

The might of fantasy gods surged like giant waves on rocks, various imaginative forces clashing with darkness in the sky, weaving a beautiful yet eerie scene, light and shadow intertwining like meteors streaking across a starry sky, leaving behind an endless afterglow!

And then there were Mechanical Gods, cold metals exuding infinite blue light, vast Super Energy Fields composed of Mechanical Cores, with every passage leaving annihilated black modules!

The collision of divine powers at deeper edges, with the Abyss’s desperate madness and Dimension’s various means, shone together, though the defense kept retreating. Yet every attack was pursued with full force, various elemental forces intersecting in the air, scorching nuclear power, icy frost, tearing Shandian, all on this stage of war, many people were giving their all!

As the battle persisted, the tension in the air grew more pronounced, the Abyss’s aura like heavy mist seeping into every corner.

At this moment, inevitably.

All beings above Demigod couldn’t help but feel their hearts tremble.

As if a shadow of despair began to linger in their hearts, the battle’s clamor seemed to weaken at this moment, replaced by deep whispers, as if some power was controlling everything in secret!

"What’s happening?"

"Why is there a strong unease shrouding my heart?"

Just then!

The edge of the Abyss Vortex!

Tens of eerie, black and white, terrifying eyes slowly opened, those eyes like black holes, dark and profound, devouring all surrounding light, their gaze as if staring from an endless abyss, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression, as if declaring an unfeeling judgment to the Present World.

Each pair of eyes flickered with a strange light, seemingly observing those ignorant adventurers, harboring ominous taboos!

If Su Qi were to see this scene, he would certainly find it very familiar, because these were the eyes that conjured the terrifying ominousness before, watching him.

"....This is Doomsday, the presence awaited by the Evil God..."

The Traveling Merchant softly spoke at this moment.

As the ten or more black and white eyes opened, the surrounding air became increasingly viscous, as if every breath was suppressed by an invisible hand, that infiltration of fear permeating directly to the nerves of every life!

"What is that?"

"Why does it feel... as terrifying as the gaze of the Evil God’s shadow..."

On many faces flashed a hint of unease, with the weapons in their hands feeling impossibly heavy, a great strength still flickering in the air, yet the glow now seemed increasingly weak, as if suppressed by Darkness.

"....Ugh..."

On the edge of the battlefield, the black vortex slowly expanded, tearing through the once serene sky, forming terrifying cracks. Those eyes watched in all directions, as if breathing in everything from the Present World, capturing every slightest movement!

That feeling akin to drowning for countless years, seemingly greedy to inhale all the air away.

Yet.

For these Doomsdays, what they wished to inhale was not air, but all traces!!

Within this heavy atmosphere, faint, deep growls seemed to come from monsters lurking in the Abyss, ready to welcome this carnival feast!

"It’s troublesome; those Doomsdays have finally appeared... illuminated by the Evil God..."

The Light God and Life God, in the midst of battle, had heavy expressions, realizing the severity of the situation.

"Can it still be delayed...."

"I think... it’s time for you to end...."

At this moment.

A hoarse, terrifying, and twisted voice that couldn’t be clearly heard sounded!

The next moment!

A slight vibration swept across the battlefield, as if tearing apart the balance of the moment!

"The Second Battlefield... is trembling!"

"Those edges are completely disappearing! All traces have been utterly devoured!"

At this moment, the originally black and white sections of the Second Battlefield crumbled inch by inch until completely turning into Darkness, without a sliver of brightness.

This is Doomsday!

The black and white can only be said to have covered traces from the Old Days, devouring some of them, but being utterly devoured, all traces would turn into Doomsday!

The eyes in the Darkness trembled slightly with the vibration, revealing a hint of a thirsty longing, as if anticipating an imminent feast!

They want traces, vast amounts of traces!

Just now, those were completely unsatisfying, the traces of the world pale in comparison to the allure of the traces on living beings! Those are the traces they most need!

"Have you felt it... the moment they appeared.... the Present World is undergoing changes.."

The Traveling Merchant watched this scene and softly said.

"What changes?" The Bell-Ringer was puzzled.

"...."

The Traveling Merchant didn’t speak, only saying:

"You will understand soon."