The game has become a real alternate world

After Kana's precise and simple persuasion.

Lurik quickly shook off his state of despair, after all, it was just the confusion after the collapse of faith.

Falling back to reality, there are many clansmen and comrades who need him to save them, this is after all the responsibility he bears, the responsibility he must shoulder as Yata of the dwarves.

The two of them sprinted forward in Gray Furnace Castle, quickly arriving at the actual frontline battlefield.

"Kill!"

"Battle requires blood!"

"Hahaha!"

This place had long turned into a chaotic mess, exceptionally disorderly.

All the dwarves were killing each other, and one could see that they were all affected, with almost no exceptions.

There were even dwarves seen lying in pools of blood.

"Snap out of it!" Getai roared, slamming down the warhammer in his hand mercilessly.

With this strike, the blade opposite was forcibly dented. Seizing this opportunity, Getai kicked the dwarf in the stomach, sending him flying into the wall of a nearby house.

"Net him!" Following his voice dropping.

A half-elf who had been waiting on the side immediately threw out his net, and through special pulling, in the instant the enemy was covered, he was immediately bound, entangled, and could only struggle wildly.

Seeing this situation, Getai sighed, turning his head to look to the other side.

Over there, another Dwarf Night Watcher was fighting with a comrade.

"They all need to receive the blessing, we must let Yata and the others accept it!"

Getai made up his mind.

In his status bar, there was always a status that needed judging.

[Demon's Blood: The demon's blood within the body is affected, boiling. In any environment of battle, blood, chaos, a judgment will be made. The judgment conditions are related to the sum of individual attributes.

Judgment is made every 10 minutes; failure will deduct one Spirit point, enhance Constitution, attack with confusion, until the next judgment.]

This was the enhanced version he had previously suffered, but because of datafication, the status he suffered was clearly written.

This results in the ambiguous status affected in reality being nonexistent.

Once judgment fails, it will not result in complete downfall, but a deduction of one Spirit point, and once attacking, it will randomly choose a target wildly.

In such a situation, the blessed ones are still lucid, it's just that they cannot control their bodies.

Because deducting one Spirit point is entirely tolerable for datafied dwarves. But once it falls into reality, without datafication, the mind becomes completely chaotic.

At this time, all that is needed is to stop attacking to dodge, or simply hide first, and wait for the next judgment to solve it.

Simply put, because of the datafied panel, coupled with the world's attention. As long as it's not personal intent, being forcibly fallen in this simple manner is extremely difficult.

In addition, Dwarf Night Watchers are generally strong due to the blessing, already hard to be influenced.

Not to mention, they are now in the center of the battlefield, where the dwarves are most severely affected.

And his status bar, frankly tells them why they are being controlled this way.

"I'm ready to accept it." Lurik walked over from the side.

Getai was overjoyed: "Yata, you finally decided to come out of that wretched room."

Lurik nodded, calmly looking at Getai: "They've all been affected, even I myself find it hard to repress the battle urge erupting within me here.

How are you guys able to remain unaffected, even in battle, is it because of the blessing?"

He wanted to get an accurate answer, spoken by his compatriot.

Getai nodded.

"Is that so, great then!"

This also firmed up his decision.

Finishing speaking, he was about to turn and look to Kana, when a figure descended from the nearby rooftop.

Another Blood Race Half-Demon.

Getai directly faced over: "I've got this, you guys go on ahead, already prepared."

Kana nodded, taking Lurik once again forward.

Lurik could already see, just not far ahead.

The massive figure flapping its wings in mid-air, under the moonlight, so conspicuously.

Seeing that massive figure, Lurik realized that was the true demon, the ones blocking their way before weren't even worthy of being called demons.

And before him.

Stood the Castle Lord of Gray Furnace Castle— Sergio, fully armed, the warhammer in his hand glowed with a brown light.

"We'll take a detour." Kana said, taking Lurik into hiding, circling to the other side.

Not directly charging into the frontline battlefield, to assist Sergio in dealing with the evident mastermind of the whole event.

"Demon, get down here!" The Castle Lord below raised the warhammer, roaring.

The demon flapping its wings in mid-air laughed loudly: "Hahaha, truly nostalgic, once your ancestors wore that same armor."

"So, you're here for revenge?" Sergio raised the warhammer.

"No, wrong, hahahaha, your ancestor knelt before me, pleading for my blessing." The demon laughed heartily.

"Ridiculous Golden Dwarves, Golden Blood!"

"Nonsense." Sergio could not take it anymore, this was something not to be thought about in detail.

He swung the warhammer forward fiercely.

Instantly, the ground before him jutted up a massive spike of earth, piercing through the air in a moment to stab before the demon.