Meteor shower!

A grand meteor shower!

A grand and fierce meteor shower rising from the earth to the skies!

The Rats did not collapse as the Demon Gods said, nor did they plan to give up.

With the help of their Mechanical Souls, they modified their mechas, equipping them with massive drill bits.

Then, they revved up their engines and soared into the skies!

Upwards! Towards the sealed passage! Towards the barriers blocking their way! They charged!

The roar of the engines mixed with the Rats' shouts, accompanied by the sound of drills grinding against the barriers, like a grand heavy metal symphony!

Countless drills crazily spiraled in the sky, emitting deafening roars!

That was defiance, that was anger, and more so, a vow to break all shackles!

Fall back into the mud again?

Shrink back into a ball in the gutter again?

Become a synonym for baseness, cowardice, and tragedy again?

What a joke!

What a joke!

The Rat Demon Clan has risen!

The supreme boss has poured their heart and soul into raising the Rats up.

On the earth, atop the mountains, by the beautiful lakes, in the dark caves!

Wherever they were, the Rat Demon Clan stood tall! Standing! Standing!

The view from standing was beautiful, magnificent, and breathtaking!

Having seen such a beautiful scene, even if their souls were to vanish or their bodies turn to dust!

They would never kneel again!

"We want to go deeper into the Abyss!"

"We want to build more branches and industrial parks!"

"We want more Demons to make money standing like we do!"

"Who are you! Why are you standing in our way!"

"Move out of the way for your Rat Lord!!!"

Meat Block Baris let out a deafening roar, stretching both hands to max out the mecha's operational power, with the spiral horns spinning madly!

At that moment, his soul and the Mechanical Soul reached perfect synchrony!

The entire Netherworld Mecha was enveloped by an indescribable Divine Power, madly drilling against the Wall of Sighs.

At the entrance of the 199 Plane, countless Rats were piloting the Netherworld Mechas, doing exactly what Meat Block Baris was doing!

The dense drill heads made one's scalp crawl.

Inside the Abyss 200 Plane, the Third Apostle watched the wild expenditure of Divine Power, their eyes wide open.

"What's going on, why is the expenditure suddenly so large? Their artillery baptism wasn't this exaggerated.

Damned, damned Rats!"

The Third Apostle never thought, in their wildest dreams, that one day they'd be driven to distraction by a group of rats.

"Foolish Rats, do you really think the Wall of Sighs can only passively defend?

Naive! So naive!"

The Third Apostle gestured to their two subordinates: "You two, control the Wall of Sighs, smash all those annoying tops for me!

I want them to pay for their stupidity!"

The named two Gods were not very willing, as no one wanted to face a bunch of rats personally.

Frankly, it sounds bad.

But, coerced by the Third Apostle, they had no choice but to step up to the floating black iron ball.

That, is the core of the Divine Artifact of the Wall of Sighs.

As the two Gods poured their power into it, the black iron ball immediately changed shape.

The Wall of Sighs trembled, followed by countless energy spikes pouring down like a rainstorm, blasting towards the spinning mechas.

Caught off guard, a large number of mechas suffered heavy damage, plummeting from the skies.

In an instant, the grand spinning motion took a severe hit, and the Divine Power consumption on the Third Apostle's side was temporarily alleviated.

However, the members of the Gate of Truth hadn't been happy for long before two cries of agony came from the Gods who had just acted.

"My Divine Foundation! My Divinity!"

"It's the Power of Profanation, damn it, my Divine nature has been tainted!"

The two Gods hurriedly withdrew their hands from the iron ball, frantically using their Divine Powers to suppress the Desecrating Divine Power invading their bodies.

With this, all other Gate of Truth members watching turned pale.

The Third Apostle frowned, gazing towards the direction of the passage barriers.

"It's Lette who acted."

Indeed, it was Lette who took action.

This Wall of Sighs was hard to break, but it wasn't impossible.

After all, the concept of [Profanation] and the concept of [Destruction] are the same type of force, capable of ignoring the opposing Divinity and concept, directly dealing true damage.

The pity is, for Lette to deploy the Power of Profanation now requires going through several loops and layers.

The efficiency is low, and the effect is quite average.

Active attacks might not be effective, but passive defense is no problem.

If enemies stood there to take hits, that's fine.

But as long as they dared to fight back, Lette would find a way to reverse the Power of Profanation into their bodies.

The Power of Profanation is not something to mess with.

Seeing the tragic state of the two Gods just now, other Gods retreated in succession, not daring to even glance at the big black ball.

Though the Third Apostle was furious, it wasn't a good time to act.

After all, they still needed this group to continue providing Divine Power for the Wall of Sighs.

The recent strike had already reduced the Rat group by two-thirds.

Even if the remaining ones caused more damage, they could still hold on.

Just as the Third Apostle was feeling proud, another dense meteor shower soared into the sky below.

"92nd Floor Engineering Department! Engage!"

"187th Floor Transport Department! Engage!"

"3rd Floor Research Department! Engage!"

"99th Floor General Manager's Office! Engage!"

One after another, the modified mechas transformed into meteors and shot into the sky, instantly making up for the recent losses.

As time went on, more and more support troops had arrived.

With no hesitation and no relent, they soared into the sky, vowing to open a path for everyone and the tribe.

If there wasn't originally a path, then they'd carve out a new one!

"What a joke! What a joke! How can I let you pass just like that!"

The Third Apostle was genuinely a bit panicked now. Being a standout among Conceptual levels and an apostle-level power endowed by the Gate of Truth's blessing, they weren't afraid of Lette's Power of Profanation. They placed both hands on the iron ball.

"A bunch of ants wanting to rise up? Die! Die, all of you!"

Dense Divine Power turned into countless attacks, blooming from the Wall of Sighs, crushing down on the Rat armors and mecha units.

"Hmph, did you think I was dead?"

Lette's voice echoed through the sky, followed by a gigantic Black Shield appearing in front of the Wall of Sighs.

In an instant, light surged forth, with the Black Shield resembling a door plank, projecting platinum patterns. And upon every Netherworld Mecha, an indestructible Light Shield emerged.

"Holy Fighting Skill·Shield Protection!"

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