The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 804 - 486: Accumulation in the Heart

"Priest, how is my brother?"

A United Army warrior wrapped in bandages anxiously asked nearby.

This is a battlefield medical tent.

Inside lay row upon row of injured soldiers, interestingly, most had few wounds but were in a comatose state and were bound and restrained.

As for those standing and assisting in the tent, many soldiers appeared to be more seriously injured.

And treating them were priests in white robes, holding scriptures and using Holy Light to heal.

Some also used potion bottles provided by the Night Watchers.

These potion bottles have long become popular worldwide, earning the Night Watchers a steady stream of vital funds.

To some extent, the Night Watchers' Commerce Association has become the world's largest arms dealer.

Rapid healing, various status-enhancing potions, weapons and equipment, alchemy equipment, and even simple and convenient space equipment are all within the Night Watchers' selling range.

Including large quantities of high-quality, affordable food.

With the use of potions, holy light gathered around these people's brains, slowly merging within.

Some wearing the attire of Night Watcher scholars were also busy inside, doing something with strange potions and alchemy equipment.

Under the power of Holy Light, black smoke began to emerge from the ears of these comatose warriors.

It emitted an unpleasant smell that made people dizzy; this was Chaos Magic Power.

This Chaos Magic Power floating out from people's brains gathered in the tent, where the surrounding alchemy machines began to scan and record.

Night Watcher scholars also conducted documentation of these situations for later use.

Anything related to Chaos Magic Power, the power of the Evil God, those damned apostles, all involved their presence.

The Night Watchers' Great Library and Alchemy Laboratory are the two most closely integrated departments.

Even on the Lebia Continent, these two departments are almost completely united, acting together.

In the Night Watchers' gradual development, the responsibilities of these two departments have almost been fully connected.

The Great Library is responsible for recording observed situations of various Evil Gods, conducting targeted research.

Their research results are recorded and promoted, and then the Alchemy Laboratory produces corresponding products based on these results.

In addition, within the entire tent stood a mysterious presence wearing Night Watcher attire, enveloped entirely beneath robes.

Some priests, upon passing by, couldn't resist secretly looking at him from behind, slightly furrowing their brows.

After all, these priests are not Holy Light Church members from the Cohen Kingdom, but rather members of Holy Light Churches from various parts of the world, having no relationship with the Night Watchers close enough to casually inquire about some secretive beings.

Confronted with such intentionally hidden presences, they were not inclined to inquire further.

"Demon Hunter, right?"

The priest who was administering treatment raised his head and asked.

Upon hearing the call, the Demon Hunter standing in the center promptly walked over.

"Yes, need help?" the Demon Hunter asked.

The priest nodded: "The Chaos Magic Power remaining in this soldier's brain has been almost entirely cleansed, but his brain is still influenced by evil forces, that part we cannot handle."

This is the difficult issue with most beings influenced by the Evil God.

It's also why those who have mostly turned to the Evil God as cultists can only be abandoned.

Because that is a soul issue.

And these knocked-out United Army, they haven't fully turned to the Evil God, merely under influence they fell into emotional extremities.

Not reaching the extreme state before being knocked out, so they can still act under simple treatment and recuperation.

Yet, there will also be hidden dangers.

The upcoming battles will be absolutely intense, if these hidden dangers aren't eliminated, these warriors can only rest until the war ends.

Numerous Night Watcher Warriors called "Demon Hunters" arrived at every battlefield medical tent during treatment.

They could resolve the subtle soul influences affecting these United Army warriors.

Yet, to Holy Light Church priests, the smell from these Demon Hunters, along with the unsettling vibe, indeed drew concern.

Like facing a barely disguised demon, albeit not so exaggerated, but intrinsically similar.

This compelled some Holy Light Church priests to worry that in their world-saving actions, Night Watchers might become more aggressive.

The concern is justifiable.

After all, the Night Watchers are consistently confronting the world's most evil exists and opposing them.

Being influenced, becoming more aggressive, is quite normal.

On the second line of defense.

The rats' defense line could be said to be truly crude and absurd.

The so-called second line of defense merely selected an ascending slope, relying on bygone buildings to erect a straight line.

Aside from a few watchtowers, other areas were piled with debris, forming the so-called "wall."

The real wall was the mice that had once blocked this area; that was a wall of flesh and blood. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

And now before them, within sight, the final defense of the strife zone stood there.

The United Army could see the mice from afar, likewise, those damned mice also engaged in similar actions.

Across the space between, they gazed at each other.

Looking at each other.

This ground area was about to become a ferocious battlefield, just like the area behind.

The first and second line of defense in front was long stained with blood, blood deeply permeated the ground.

Not to mention the ground filled with ashes and pits for burying and burning warriors.

Although calm on the ground, the sky was tumultuous.

Enemy bats, griffins from the United Army, and various aerial mounts tamed by Night Watchers were intertwined in the sky.

Both sides kept some restraint.

Yet still contended for control in the air, trying to explore the opponent's situation.

And at the highest point.

Winged Dragons soared.

Grey Fang looked from a high altitude at the mice's last and most secure defense line.

On all Night Watchers maps, they observed a red area.

No gaps, dyed with pure red.

The red profoundly evil, undeniably enemies.

Vite and Kana silently watched.

"No technique, no strategy, we can only penetrate them directly." Vite said.

His voice was not calm.

The surrounding United Army officers equally knew, the first and second lines of defense were breached much easier than their previous expectations could be considered easily.

This came at a cost, that is the final battle which can only be arduous.

The rats were prepared for this.

With absolute numbers to resist, using their lives to drag the final moments.

Each postponed day meant less time for the United Army to act later.

Those surrounded and allied forces to be rescued and united would decrease by one or two.

Both sides were very aware.

The United Army will surely achieve victory.

The rats are destined to suffer defeat.

And each day the delay continues, the rats gain another day of victory.

"Then let's use absolute strength to turn these rats into ashes," Kana said.