Two types of monsters clashed.
On one side were the Dark Behemoths, mutated by meteoric substances and wielding terrifying Power. On the other were the monsters of the Petrification Rule, hailing from another world and also born of a special meteoric Energy!
The defenders on the Wall, both Native People and Players, stared dumbfounded at the unimaginable scene, hardly daring to believe their eyes.
"Th-that... what kind of Ability is that?"
"Petrification? It can actually petrify a Night Behemoth?!"
"My god... Who in the world is she?!"
However, something even more unexpected was yet to come.
On this chaotic battlefield, a whirlwind of Petrifying Light and monstrous roars...
...a clear, distant song, imbued with a strange, soothing yet uplifting Power, pierced through the deafening shrieks and explosions, reaching every single person’s ears.
The song came from the edge of the Wall, from the woman in black who had just summoned the Petrifying Legion.
It was Seraphina Sullivan.
She tilted her head back slightly, her red lips gently parting.
Her Musician Profession Ability activated at full Power.
It was the first time she had used this Profession at full strength in the Dark Apocalypse Dungeon.
Seraphina Sullivan had once considered this Profession to be utterly useless, but now it was playing an extraordinary role.
The lyrics Seraphina Sullivan sang were simple yet filled with Power:
"I’m not afraid of the hardships ahead,
I’m not afraid of the obstacles around me,
I possess a searing Power that will never change,
I know every day is for bravely pressing forward,
Wishing everyone a heart of fire..."
The song wasn’t loud, yet it strangely overpowered the clamor of the battlefield.
The melody was like a gentle stream, flowing silently into the depths of everyone’s heart.
The melody carried an indescribable sense of Healing, as if it could soothe fear and banish exhaustion.
And with the song, the Ability of the Musician Profession activated!
To her enemies, the song was like a demonic incantation, carrying the Power to sow confusion and create Illusions.
The Night Behemoths, already panicked and enraged by the Petrification, grew even more confused and frantic under the song’s influence. The rhythm of their attacks and defenses fell into further disarray.
They even began to crash into one another.
Meanwhile, the monsters that had yet to be petrified grew agitated, and their assault faltered.
For her allies, however, the song was like an inspiring war drum and a warm wellspring of Power.
The defenders on the Wall felt a new Power surge from deep within, dispelling a portion of their exhaustion and despair. Their spirits lifted, and even the weapons in their hands seemed to grow a little lighter.
Their once-faltering morale reconsolidated in the midst of this strange song!
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