Henir could already foresee how things would unfold next, just as he had personally experienced before.

  First, the enemy’s extraordinary followers would be annihilated.

  Next, their ordinary follower armies would be wiped out.

  Then, the swarm would begin sweeping through the opponent’s divine domain, eliminating all living forces.

  Finally, realizing that escape was impossible, the enemy would manifest their demigod projection and beg for mercy—only to be ruthlessly exploited by William.

  Silently mourning for these two unlucky souls who shared his past misery, Henir buried his head in gathering his own minotaur followers. He had no intention of drawing William’s attention at this moment, lest the other accidentally “slip” and send part of the still-waiting swarm through the passage to deal with him as well.

  As expected, the battle unfolded exactly as Henir had foreseen—an exact replay of his own ordeal.

  Kenir and Bobo were completely dumbfounded by William’s well-practiced swarm assault tactics. Just moments ago, they had been able to hold their defensive lines, but in an instant, everything collapsed.

  The entire battlefield became a gruesome meat grinder. More and more insect units continued to pour in. Even though the two of them kept activating their followers' berserk talents, making their four-armed werewolves fight with reckless abandon, it did nothing to change the final outcome.

  It took only a short time for the swarm to completely purge the battlefield and advance deeper into the divine domain. As the massive swarm forces moved on, not a single four-armed werewolf was left alive in the wake of the carnage.

  The battlefield was covered in layers of corpses—some were the four-armed werewolves, others belonged to the swarm. Blood pooled into rivers, and severed limbs littered the ground, displaying the brutality of the slaughter in its fullest.

  Now that the battle was decided, the remaining resistance of the two demigods would be extremely limited without their extraordinary followers and armies.

  Glancing at the faith lines, William quickly assessed his losses.

  Due to the fierce resistance from the two opponents, eliminating their armies of 4 million ordinary followers and 1 million extraordinary four-armed werewolves had cost him nearly 13 million ordinary insect troops.

  This made William reflect on whether he should start deploying extraordinary insect units in his offensives to reduce overall losses.

  However, as soon as the thought appeared, he immediately dismissed it. Losing extraordinary insect units was far too costly.

  Currently, he had nearly 400 million insects, but only about 30 million extraordinary ones—not even a tenth of his total forces. Their numbers were still too limited and should be preserved as a trump card rather than frontline combatants.

  With the insect swarm’s powerful reproduction capabilities, as long as ordinary insects could handle a battle, then it wasn’t really a problem at all.

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  At this rate, ordinary followers would inevitably be replaced entirely by extraordinary ones in the future—and that day wasn’t far off. For now, maximizing their remaining usefulness was the best choice.

  Having breached the defenses at the invasion passage, the swarm rampaged across the enemy divine domain, advancing relentlessly toward its center.

  One after another, the follower settlements were wiped out. At this pace, it was only a matter of time before the swarm found their divine cores.

  Kenir and Bobo could no longer sit still. They manifested their demigod projections at the invasion passage, demanding an audience with William.

  This familiar scenario excited William.

  Last time, when Henir had jumped out to negotiate, he had managed to secure a soul crystal core. Who knew what benefits he might get this time?

  With eager anticipation, William controlled a venomous stinger dragonfly and appeared before the enemy projections.

  “Let’s keep this simple and get straight to the point. Tell me—what are you willing to offer for me to stop my attack and spare you?” With prior experience, William didn’t bother with pleasantries and got straight to the point.

  Hearing this, Kenir’s face darkened immediately.

  His gaze turned vicious as he glared at the floating venomous stinger dragonfly before him. In a harsh tone, he declared, “This region belongs to the Lonwa! If you withdraw your forces and sever your divine connection right now, I can promise you safe passage out of this area. Otherwise, once our family’s powerhouses arrive, your divine domain will be utterly annihilated!”

  The moment William heard the threat, his mood soured.

  Just a moment ago, he had been full of anticipation, as if opening a treasure chest, but Kenir’s words had completely ruined his excitement.

  Hearing that Lonwa demigod reinforcements were on the way, William didn’t hesitate.

  Within his divine domain, his demigod spiritual body immediately pulled out a communication card and sent a message to Lex:

  [Lex, I just took down two Lonwa demigods. They’ve called for reinforcements, and I’m kind of panicking here!]

  Only a few seconds later, Lex’s reply arrived:

  [What the hell are you panicking for? Hold your ground. If one of their veteran demigods shows up first and attacks you, just grab the divine cores of the two you already defeated and stall for time. My uncle and I will be there within two hours.]

  Reading Lex’s response, William instantly felt reassured.

  Everyone had their own backers, right? There was no way the reinforcements the enemy had called in were stronger than Zous!

  “This is not your ‘Lonwa territory’—quit the nonsense. My time is worth a fortune, and I’m raking in thousands of divine power per minute. So hurry up and tell me—what are you willing to pay for me to spare you?” Now completely out of patience, William’s tone turned cold and impatient.

  Kenir, hearing the irritation in William’s voice, sensed his growing impatience. But since he hadn’t seen William’s demigod projection, he still didn’t realize he was dealing with a human demigod.

  He assumed he had encountered an outsider who was completely unaware of the situation in this desolate resource well.

  “It seems you still don’t understand the gravity of the situation,” Kenir continued. “There are many of my people’s powerhouses active in this resource well. Once they arrive, even if you destroy our divine cores, you will still perish here—”

  Hearing that Kenir was still rambling and avoiding the main point, William’s patience ran dry.

  Without another word, he withdrew his consciousness from the venomous stinger dragonfly, no longer interested in listening to Kenir’s nonsense.

  Unaware that William had already left, Kenir continued trying to intimidate and persuade the insect in front of him.

  Only after rambling on for a while did he finally notice the dragonfly hadn’t responded at all—it just stared at him blankly.

  Kenir suddenly realized: William had long since severed his connection and left. He had just been wasting his breath, negotiating with an insect.

  “Damn it! You’ll regret this!” Furious, Kenir’s wrathful intent spread outward from his demigod projection.

  Sensing this rage from afar, William’s lips curled into a cold smirk.