Chapter 1123: Chapter 788: Bloody Battle Against the New Faction
"Give it a name."
Standing on the city wall, gazing at the brutal battlefield below.
Of course, the brutality here belongs to the demons, not the Night Watchers; not a single life was lost for the Night Watchers in this battle.
Upon hearing Raelia’s words.
Kana thought for a moment.
"Let’s call it Blood Pit Fortress, let it become a pit of demon blood, an abyssal devouring mouth."
Raelia tasted the words and nodded slightly, considering it an agreement.
Consequently, this place will indeed become a true meat grinder, bringing a large number of Night Watchers here with the purpose of ensuring demons die incessantly.
"If you want to achieve your goal, then we obviously can’t attack outward, because only when demons come to this area will their death energy be converted into experience."
Raelia has become very familiar with information regarding datafication over the years.
Kana nodded.
"That’s why I chose this place; it’s not far from Blood War Fortress, but not too distant either.
"It’s also situated on the side of the primary battlefield of the blood war, additionally near the demon front line camp.
"By taking root here, it’s akin to a black spot on the eyes for the demons, an irritation they can’t ignore no matter what they do.
"So once the blood war starts, they have to dispatch some troops here, whether to hold us off or wipe us out, combat is unavoidable anyhow.
"And during non-blood war times, those dim-witted demons will gather here; you can’t expect them to fear death."
This location is carefully selected by Kana, belonging to that kind of important yet unimportant place.
Both the demon commanders and ordinary demons can sense the irritation of this place.
Thus, battles will never be scarce here.
If you want no battles here, there’s only one possibility.
That is if Blood War Fortress makes significant advances, achieving great results, and possibly winning the blood war on this battlefield.
It’s not impossible, but it might take another few hundred years.
Whereas Night Watchers don’t need hundreds of years, what they need is these few decades.
They need these decades of continuous battle to gain enough experience.
And they only need the forepart of these decades.
Because in the later stages, more and more Void Vanguard will invade the world, and then more troops will have to return to their original world to deal with Void Vanguard.
Those Void Vanguard will bring a sufficient amount of experience, and by then, Night Watchers won’t lack experience anymore.
This place has always been a transitional blank period for these decades.
"Don’t you think you should specially train a batch of people? Otherwise, they can’t even handle corpses properly."
Looking at the scene below, Raelia felt somewhat helpless.
It’s still the issue of handling corpses.
After all, demons’ bodies are full of materials.
Though everybody’s experience in handling corpses isn’t terribly lacking, one could describe it as almost nonexistent.
"No need, leave professional tasks to professionals; as long as enough demons die here, those greedy guys will come over."
This place is a chaotic mix in the abyss.
There are countless black market merchants from various worlds.
Soon, people will start showing up.
"Alright, I’ll leave this place to you for now; those demons should come again, the previous battle was merely an initial test."
Raelia nodded.
Kana returned to the fortress, where a small torch was kept at the core of the fortress.
This is a miniature extension of the Light Tower of the North City in Ring Tower City, certainly used to retrieve Night Watchers’ souls and preserve them well.
After all, the space here has already been folded, and the rules have rushed in, intertwined together.
...
Elsewhere.
Inside the grand Blood War Fortress.
The stench of inferior malt liquor, sweat, sulfur, and a faint smell of blood mixed together.
Creating the unique atmosphere of the "Bone Crusher" tavern.
Taverns, casinos... and a series of places to express emotions are never lacking within Blood War Fortress, even their numbers far exceed the normal proportion.
This place is, after all, the abyss.
Inside the tavern.
A variety of figures crowded around coarse stone tables: scarred mercenaries, hollow-eyed yet secretly fiery avengers of various races, shrewd merchants, and craftsmen covered in oil and dust.
Normally, this place was filled with crude boasting, curses of failure, and whispered transactions.
This place is the abyss, this place is the fortress of the abyss.
Those intelligent lives that have stayed in the abyss for a long time, even if they weren’t like this before, they would be somewhat influenced here.
Restlessness and chaos often occur here.
But at this moment, almost everyone was discussing the same topic— the newly appeared barrier in the northwest, along with the just-delivered incredible battle report.
This place is the abyss, and also the blood battle battlefield.
The methods of message transmission are numerous, countless.
The battle over there had just concluded, and shortly after, the detailed battle situation was already transmitted over.
Who knows how many people are observing in secret.
It’s even possible that some battle reports came directly from the demons.
"Did you hear? That new group! They treat demons like pigs for slaughter!" A Minotaur Warrior, with a face full of scars, missing an ear, fiercely gulped down his drink, pounding his thick fingers on the table, causing the wooden cup to jump.
