The silver tide surged at Kana’s feet, forming mountains of blades.

These sharp blades pierced the rats one by one, the force of the wind making them as fragile as hammers, easily destroyed.

A vast amount of blood flowed out.

On this chaotic battlefield, the death rate of the rats was incredibly fast, their lives swiftly fading.

The power drawn no longer belonged to these rats, but transformed into a source of blood influenced by Kana.

Kana stepped on the blood-red thorns and leaped into the sky. The blood-red thorns climbed onto the silver metal surface, entangling the running silver cats.

These rats were too weak; their deaths brought no substantial gain to Kana, but their demise significantly weakened the evil rat forces in this war.

Six puppets wielding long spears, along with two top-level giant dragons, even when facing rats with the essence of an evil god, left the rat powerless to breach the defensive line.

However, the evil rat watched helplessly as its kin perished quickly, anxious, for it had yet to extract enough power from them, which was crucial to turning defeat into victory.

The evil rat became somewhat deranged, its broken tail thrashing wildly, unleashing a powerful whip-like force.

Weird blood of the evil god sprayed from the wound on its tail, forming trails that splashed onto the puppets holding the dark spear.

And remaining power fell from the sky.

At this moment, their battle was above the rat nest, where blood spilled, causing the entire fortress to crumble into gray-white debris.

A large number of rats were buried under the ruins, thus perishing.

This was a scene of annihilative evil.

The puppet hit directly by the evil rat’s power turned to dust instantly, while a nearby puppet reached out and grabbed the dark spear.

From then on, this puppet wielded both the spear of light and the spear of darkness, brandishing the dual spears skillfully.

Even though the evil rat managed to eliminate one puppet, it remained trapped in a restrictive predicament.

Meanwhile, Kana went on a killing spree below, mercilessly slaughtering the fragile rats with his superior power.

"Coward!! Your courage is less than that of a rat, so lowly, how dare you call yourself the Savior?" the evil rat shouted angrily.

To the evil rat, it seemed disgraceful for Kana, with such powerful status, to slaughter these rats, whose average level was below four.

This was something they would do, to bully the weak. Where was Kana’s pride as the so-called Savior?

Kana turned a deaf ear to the evil rat’s taunts.

He mused that if it weren’t for the well-trained and elite Night Watchers, along with his constant vigilance over the evil rat, the evil rat might not kill the Night Watchers any slower than he killed the rats.

Who said the Savior had to be great and noble?

In this cruel world, greatness and nobility cannot save the world; this is called rationality.

This is a player’s rightful means.

Kana was indifferent to this, his actions becoming faster, determined to turn all rats to dust; a dead rat is a good rat.

Of course, speaking of the sharp-eared rat people.

"How long will you keep watching? You short-sighted cowards!!" The evil rat cursed as it blocked the surrounding attacks, looking up.

At this time, the power of the Four Gods was about to descend, but they hovered in the sky, seemingly watching.

If it weren’t for these damn evil gods waking it from slumber for no reason, it should have continued incubating and be born with the complete essence of an evil god.

If it descended in such a state, how could it fall into such a predicament today?

It hated Kana, hated the Night Watchers, hated this world even more, which was its essence as an evil god.

And towards the Four Gods, it was even more loathsome, but under the current circumstances, it had no choice but to cooperate with them.

Kana glanced back at the sky.

He had already sensed the power fluctuations of the Four Gods; it wasn’t that the Four Gods didn’t want to descend their power, but the world was watching closely in this war.

At this critical moment, Kana cleverly concentrated the power from the deceased mice back into maintaining the barrier.

Although this power wasn’t immense, its sudden concentration effectively slowed the descent of the Four Gods’ power, giving Kana more precious time to kill rats.

The more rats killed, the more power could be recovered, thus allowing the barrier to hold longer.

No discussion, no communication, the world instinctively made the most precise response.

"Well done." Kana, full of emotion, poured his emotional power into his weapon, accelerating the extermination of rats.

"If not now, when?" Kana’s voice rang out far and wide.

A legendary warrior lurking in the shadows finally decided to act, no longer waiting.

"Rats, your grandpa Leopard is here to kill you!"

A beastman resembling a leopard, carrying two greatswords, charged into the battlefield like a whirlwind, wreaking havoc.

Seeing a legendary warrior take the lead, more legendary warriors no longer hesitated and leaped into the fray.

However, most of these legendary warriors were around level eleven or twelve, and in such a complex situation, their hopes of retreating unscathed were slim.

After all, they hadn’t been detached from the mortal world for long, holding deep affection and responsibility for mortals in their hearts.

At this moment, the United Army was in excellent shape.

After a series of meticulous preparations, the chaos camp’s situation took a rapid downturn, and victory seemed within reach.

"Boom!"

The evil rat’s tower, which soared into the sky, suddenly shattered, with a large amount of rubble falling from the sky.

This sudden grand spectacle captured everyone’s attention, and they all looked up to the sky.

As the glass of the outer shell of the tower shattered, a strange power emanated from it.

"Do you think you’re the only one who can prepare, false Savior?" the evil rat shrieked excitedly.

After the tower peeled away, a spring-like dark green light shot up, dyeing the clouds in the sky a bizarre color.

The surrounding chaos magic power surged to its limit, and one fissure after another was torn open.

What leaped out of the fissures was not just demons; minions of various evil gods seemed to have already formed an alliance, swarming out.

Blotches of shadow spread from beneath the entire dawn tide and then covered the entire area completely, everything disappearing into darkness, save for the radiant beam still shining.

"Trouble," a Legendary Mage watching from afar muttered.

Another hiding legendary warrior nearby heard this and quickly asked, "What is that power?"

Meanwhile, Snake Color and Red Snake on the battlefield also looked at the light pillar, their expressions grave, silent.

"This place will become a gathering ground for all evil, proclaiming under the name of the evil rat once again, that chaos magic power will perpetually shroud this place," the evil rat cackled maniacally.

It thought, no matter how strong the United Army or how many Night Watchers there were, could they possibly resist the evil gods’ alliance attack?

"As long as the altar where that pillar stands is not destroyed, the chaos magic power source cannot be eradicated. Not to mention, the local evil god rat blessed and proclaimed it." Many people realized this.

Everyone understood the key was the altar, but the problem was the shadow had already tightly concealed it.

This was the rule power of a true evil god, pure shadow power. To see through and destroy what was inside from outside this shadow, how could it be easy?

The chaos magic power continued to spread, affecting not just the surrounding environment but even the temporary barrier gathered in the sky.

Four evil lights tore through the clouds, and the power of the Four Gods finally broke through the barrier.