"Anna, clear out the small fry! Cover the civilians' evacuation! Enzo, plug the edges of the breach, don't let any more in! Monica, find the core location of the corruption's source!"

Ellen gave instructions at lightning speed, while her hands quickly formed hand seals in front of her chest. Tiny specks of silver-gray starlight gathered at her fingertips, forming a small spatial barrier that temporarily blocked some of the foul aura surging in from the rift.

"Leave it to me!" Anna responded and instantly vanished from her spot. When she reappeared, she was already on the highest watchtower of the wall. The Demon-Slaying Arrow, with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, accurately pierced the core of a Shadowclaw Beast.

The Shadowclaw Beast let out a silent hiss, its ink-black body twisting violently before disintegrating.

"Get the hell back here!" Enzo roared, charging towards the rift like a humanoid lava chariot.

He leaped high into the air, and the lava warhammer slammed down with tremendous force onto the green pus flowing from the edge of the crack!

boom!

The scorching air collided violently with the corrosive pus, producing a hissing sound and sending up plumes of foul-smelling white smoke.

The pus was temporarily evaporated, and the tendency for the crack to widen was abruptly stopped.

Monica's wine-red pupils shone with the light of her Appraisal Technique, her gaze piercing through the chaotic battlefield and the filthy demonic energy, locking onto the depths of the wasteland shrouded in dark green fog beyond the rift.

"Found it! It's 300 meters directly in front of the rift, at the center of the dense fog! There's a very strong divine energy reaction! It's actively eroding the magic array!"

Mark stood at the back, enduring the dizziness and stinging in his mind caused by the overwhelming filth and divinity he had passively sensed through the [Soul Harmonizer].

He forced himself to calm down, no longer merely "watching" the rampaging Shadowclaw Beasts, but spreading his senses like a spider web, capturing the flow of energy.

Chaotic, filthy, and corrosive forces surged like a black river, originating from the very center of the dense fog that Monica had pointed out!

He could also "smell" that the source was not fixed, and that its core energy was pulsating and shifting at a strange frequency, as if there were multiple individuals.

“There might be more than one monster!” Mark shouted hoarsely, his voice raspy from intense concentration. “It’s moving! The strongest one is seventy meters underground, slightly to the left of the center of the fog! There are two smaller ones nearby that seem to be supplying it with energy! As long as the magic supply isn’t cut off, it can keep attacking the magic circle!”

Upon hearing this, Ellen's eyes narrowed: "Cunning thing! Enzo, Anna, suppress the rift! Monica, mark all the monsters! Mark, come with me to deal with the strongest one!"

With a flick of her finger, a faint ripple of space enveloped her and Mark, and their figures vanished from their spot in an instant.

The next moment, Eileen and Mark appeared on the wasteland outside the rift, only tens of meters away from the rolling dark green fog!

The intense, corrupting divine pressure crashed down like a tangible wave. Mark felt his breath catch in his throat, his chest tighten, and his perception as a Soul Harmonizer was severely disrupted, causing his vision to go black intermittently.

"Hold on!" Ellen shouted, standing in front of Mark. She pointed her starlight staff forward, and a condensed silver-gray spatial cutting blade shot out silently, disappearing into the thick fog!

*Sizzle!*

The thick fog was torn open, revealing what lay inside.

There were no gigantic monsters there, but a huge "tumor" that was constantly writhing and made up of countless rotten roots, twisted vines and decaying soil!

In addition to its spreading roots, several small, uniform-looking growths also grow.

The surface of the tumor was covered with pustules oozing dark green fluid, and at its center, a murky core, resembling a giant, rotting eyeball, was emitting a chilling, eerie light!

It is rooted in the earth, with countless roots piercing deep into the soil, frantically drawing energy from the earth's veins, while simultaneously injecting its tainted divine power into the crack in the magic array above.

“The Root of Decay!” Monica exclaimed in shock through the shared vision of her Appraisal spell. “A vile wild god that grows by devouring ley lines and life! How could it be here?!”

Just as Ellen's spatial cutting blade was about to strike the core of the rotting eyeball, a crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the core, and a thick, foul-smelling, dark green divine beam containing terrifying corrosive power shot out and slammed into the spatial blade!

Boom!

A violent energy explosion created a shockwave in the thick fog, corroded and melted the spatial blade, and the dark green beam of light also deviated from its direction, grazing Eileen's side and crashing into the ground, leaving a bottomless crater emitting poisonous smoke!

The escaping shockwave sent Mark flying, crashing heavily to the ground, a sweet taste rising in his throat.

“Mark!” Elaine’s expression changed slightly, and her staff lit up again, constructing an even stronger spatial barrier to resist the subsequent corruption.

The wild god's reaction speed and strength far exceeded her expectations.

Mark struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. The excruciating pain and the intense threat of death were stimulating his nerves.

Indeed, things imbued with divinity are far more dangerous than adventurers and orcs!

He looked up at the rotting core, which was faintly visible in the thick fog and exuded a terrifying pressure. A deep sense of powerlessness, along with a familiar fear, surged into his heart once again.

The difference is too big!

Even if they can analyze the weaknesses, they are still like ants in the face of absolute power!

The despair of that night in Maple Leaf Town seemed destined to repeat itself... Summon Him?

It seems that he can only rely on mysterious beings to deal with these wild gods now.

No!

Mark gritted his teeth and suppressed the thought.

He cannot rely on that unknown power forever!

Eileen is still fighting, and her teammates are still desperately fighting at the rift!

He also has a little m!

“Little M!” Mark roared.

Little M, who had been perched on Mark's shoulder and whose light had been dimmed by the divine pressure, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented pure radiance upon hearing the call!

The primordial forces of black, white, and gray-blue harmonized and merged at an unprecedented speed, instantly condensing into an indescribable "holiness" that seemed capable of cleansing all filth and chaos!

Although the light was not intense, it carried an absolute divine aura that transcended the mortal realm—[Angel]!

"Ugh—!!!"

A short, clear sound, yet piercing to the soul, rang out!

Little Mu transformed into a pure stream of light, like an arrow released from a bow, ignoring the filthy divine power protecting the Wild God and the churning poisonous fog barrier. Like a thrown spear, it shot with unparalleled precision towards the core of the rotten eyeball of the Root of Decay!

laugh--!

Like a red-hot iron being plunged into rotting flesh!

The massive trunk of the Root of Decay suddenly stiffened, and the core of the rotting eyeball instantly lost all its ferocity, leaving only extreme fear and disbelief!

Its defiled divinity, before that pure and supremely radiant personhood, is like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun, emitting a mournful cry of the soul, and begins to crumble and vanish inch by inch!