“The force of the world’s rejection... Does the world itself really have consciousness? Or is it just following some specific rules in autonomous operation?”
Violet actually had a doubt that arose when she first encountered that insect-like abyssal beast, and even earlier.
How are the so-called invaders from another world determined?
Both she and her pet came from crossing over from a game, so logically, they don’t belong to this world. According to the saying “the stronger, the more intense the rejection,” they should be even less accepted by this world. However, in reality, there has been no such reaction so far.
Violet can feel the disruption and destruction caused by high-profile entities to this world.
Whether it’s Miss Priestess herself or the level 100 Holy Crystal Dragon Xiao Guang, they both possess overwhelming strength in this world. Even large national organizations like the Human United Kingdom, if Violet wanted to deliberately target them, there are many ways to completely annihilate them.
This level of individual strength has already posed a huge threat to the normal operation of the world, and it is reasonable for the world itself to reject their existence.
Just like those gods, members of the so-called “Twilight Council,” demons, and even powerful mythical creatures would disappear, Violet believes it is very likely to be related to these reasons.
Of course, it is also possible that the survival or extinction of individual organisms or even certain races is inconsequential to the overall world. These are just Miss Priest’s own thoughts, and the actual reasons for rejection may be different.
But this doesn’t stop her from thinking and making speculations.
After arriving at the high altitude where the abyssal worm is fiercely entangled, the dozen or so white feather figures in intense combat with it are also clearly visible.
Just like the scenes seen through the Soul Power (SP), Sigrid wields a long spear, assisted by her open snow-white wings, constantly maneuvering in front of the abyssal worm, dodging the crushing and striking giant pincers located on its head. At the same time, she occasionally counterattacks using methods similar to the phantom spear displayed by Lela.
She is the main force against the enemy.
Except for the extremely tough head, the armor on the giant worm’s trunk is like nothing for the phantom spear thrown by Sigrid.
Although even if those long spears penetrate the shell and enter the body of the abyssal worm, it seems to have little impact, but the hundreds of segments forming the front end of the head, the abyssal worm always seems to deliberately avoid being directly hit.
While other scattered white feather warriors around the giant worm, attacking from multiple angles with magic or weapons, are also working hard, their main actions are to provide cover for Sigrid and create opportunities.
Compared to the nearly kilometer-long abyssal worm, the dozen or so white feather girls are naturally very small, but in fact, it is their presence that barely restrains this most powerful mother in this place, preventing it from directly joining the central battle on the island.
Without thinking, it is clear that if such a colossal creature with almost no weaknesses charges directly into the front line composed of monsters, creatures, and most of the winged warriors, a gruesome scene would unfold.
The trees near the battlefield have long been destroyed by the terrifying power of the abyssal worm, and the area is in chaos. Although Violet blocked the incoming dust with a small [Light Protection] at the first moment, she did not directly intervene.
These white feather warriors following Sigrid to block the abyssal worm are all members of her own squad. They not only have a good coordination but also are close to or have reached the level of sky-class. The injuries from the previous fall are also relatively minor.
This can be seen from their ability to maintain flight and agile avoidance of the continuous attacks from the giant worm’s blade-like limbs.
At present, although Sigrid and others cannot defeat the abyssal worm, it is also unrealistic for the opponent to quickly deal with these elite white feathers.
It shouldn’t be like this.
From Sigrid’s cautious attitude before, this monster called the abyssal worm should not only be at a similar level.
Since they have already arrived, the situation can be easily controlled at any time. It’s better to observe for a while longer.
Violet and the two were positioned at a higher altitude above the battlefield, quite far away. Due to the rampant giant worm and the rolling dust, the attention of the winged beings was completely focused on the immediate enemies. For a moment, even Sigrid didn’t notice that Miss Priestess and her pet were hiding in the sky.
After about ten minutes of intense but stable combat, with Sigrid fully restraining and bearing the majority of the pressure, those white feathers still maintained their intact formation.
The Omo Island itself is not large. Considering the speed of Felina and her group rushing to the scene, the time should have already started their battle with the abyssal beasts in another direction.
Violet’s suggestion for Felina and others to launch a surprise attack from the rear was not just a casual remark. According to her observations through the Soul Power (SP) earlier, although these abyssal beasts look strange and ferocious, they also have specific combat roles.
Some are good at close combat, some are suitable for long-range attacks, and there even exist things similar to mages, like a well-organized and well-equipped alien army.
Although, according to human or winged being standards, even the latter possesses formidable melee capabilities and regenerative powers, they are ultimately not as powerful as those melee-type abyssal beasts.
What Violet saw before in the Nobos Iron-Blood Empire, those strange insects, were likely positioned as warriors or vanguards, and there are similar individuals among the abyssal beasts on this island, though their aura is noticeably less powerful.
Therefore, even though Violet did not discover the presence of commanders among them, these entities that do not require verbal communication can autonomously form a formation with warriors in the front and mages in the rear, enhancing combat efficiency.
However, every advantage has its disadvantage. This also led to the backstabbing of Felina and others, which could disrupt the enemy to the maximum extent, perhaps even turning the tide of the battle.
Violet had a speculation.
If those abyssal beasts are truly hatched by this abyssal worm, there might be some form of communication pathway between them that ordinary people find difficult to detect and understand.
So, would the change in the situation on the other battlefield reflect on this side?
The answer is affirmative.
Although it may not be apparent on the surface, Miss Priestess has sensed the change in this abyssal worm from its increasingly anxious and brutal aura.
In a certain moment.
The giant worm suddenly swept with its two ferocious pincers, forcing Sigrid to temporarily retreat. At the same time, it rapidly contracted its body, coiling up like a mountain-high cone, and the mouth organ located at its tip suddenly opened.
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It sprayed a large area of ominous green unidentified liquid forward!
“This is... get out of the way!!!”
As if she had seen something like this before, Sigrid let out a sharp and almost distorted scream in an instant. Without hesitation, she dashed out and collided with one of her companions who was closest to the head of the giant worm and unable to dodge in time with a loud “bang.”
The two women simultaneously rolled and flew through the air. Although they looked extremely disheveled, they narrowly escaped the range of the toxic liquid.
Under the loud warning of the captain, the other white feather warriors hurriedly avoided the overwhelming network of toxic liquid.
However, due to the suddenness of the change, some individuals who were still relatively slow in reaction and speed couldn’t completely avoid it. They were splattered with the green liquid over a small part of their bodies.
“Ahhhh!”
In just a few seconds, the body parts of the white feather girl holding a staff that were tainted by the toxic liquid, including her wings, visibly turned into gray stones at an alarming speed. Screaming like a winged bird with broken wings, she plummeted straight down.
Everyone knew... she probably wouldn’t have a chance to fly again.