Lucky...

Each level housed quite a few commander-level Fallen. Members of the Holy Light Race operated heavy artillery there.

With the holy light emitted by the "First-Level Temple," they could not possibly be ambushed. Thus, even Lord-level Aberrations could be driven back in considerable numbers.

However—

Although he knew the outside could definitely hold, Colin still intended to intervene whenever he had spare strength.

He raised a hand, and countless rays of light gathered into a Spears of Light. After sensing its destination slightly, he hurled it out the next instant.

The Light Spear vanished strangely from this lowest-level area.

At the same time, Light Spears gathered within a "First-Level Temple" on the seventh underground level. Then, a Light Spear shot out, piercing the incoming Lord-level Aberration and nailing it to the wall.

The intense holy light suppressed its regenerative ability. The garrisons stationed across the seven floors did not hesitate either, training rapid-fire artillery barrels on the monster and bombarding it relentlessly.

However, fighting had not broken out only here. Outside the Temple of Suffering, in the territory occupied by Bazel and the other true Suffering Citizens, aberrations also appeared out of thin air beneath the orange-yellow glow from time to time. Some attacked them, while others charged toward the Temple of Suffering.

Although the overwhelming majority rushed toward the Temple of Suffering after appearing, the remaining small portion was the hardest to handle.

Because they were all Lord-level Aberrations!

Only such monsters could sense life around them over such a vast range, thus triggering their bloodthirsty instincts.

Bazel watched ahead with a solemn expression. As the Miracle Life, lured onward, entered a trap, a violent explosion suddenly soared into the sky. A white shockwave swept over the ground, kicking up vast clouds of dust.

A moment later, the terrifying