William had already decided on his strategy, and the swarm within his divine domain immediately sprang into action.

  The moment the invasion portal appeared at the edge of his domain, all nearby insectoid creatures began converging on the portal’s location.

  As a species where every individual was a combat unit, the insectoids clashed head-on with the four-armed werewolves as soon as they emerged from the invasion portal.

  The brutal slaughter erupted without any prelude, turning this entire region into a nightmarish battlefield.

  Both sides poured their forces into the area, fighting fiercely to seize control of the invasion portal. The battlefield became a terrifying meat grinder.

  William and Darius continuously deployed more of their followers into the fray.

  The first to arrive were waves of logistic jumpers and aerial jumpers, diving at high speed into the chaotic battlefield.

  A logistic jumper scanned its surroundings in just two seconds before locking onto a target.

  With a slight adjustment to its trajectory, it altered its descent path and swiftly cut into the blind spot of a four-armed jackal-werewolf.

  As it closed in, its piercing limbs shot out from its back, their metallic tips slicing through the air with a sharp hum.

  In an instant, they punctured the back of the four-armed werewolf’s skull. Before the logistic jumper could even retract its lethal limbs, another four-armed werewolf grabbed its head.

  With overwhelming strength, the werewolf tore the jumper’s head from its body. The sight of blood sent it into a frenzy, and just as it was about to throw its head back and howl—

  Another aerial jumper streaked past its back at high speed. Though its razor-sharp blade couldn’t sever the werewolf in half, it sliced through a gap in the waist armor, exposing a gruesome sight—the werewolf’s spine, now severed.

  Neither side showed any fear or hesitation.

  The berserk four-armed werewolves and the insectoids, designed as killing machines, continued slaughtering each other with ruthless efficiency.

  Their followers’ lives were nothing more than chips in the hands of these two demigods, spent recklessly on the battlefield as they waged war like a deadly game.

  William observed the carnage below with an indifferent expression. He showed no sign of emotion, merely using his faith-linked connection to direct the swarm, accelerating the arrival of his extraordinary insectoids.

  Although his forces had temporarily halted the enemy's advance at the invasion portal, William could already feel the pressure brought by an experienced demigod.

  Despite his insectoid forces holding the numerical advantage, the casualty ratio remained nearly one-to-one.

  His enemy’s followers were far stronger on average than he had anticipated.

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  And this was merely their first probing attack.

  Once Darius deployed his extraordinary followers, if William couldn’t suppress their offensive, the battle at the invasion portal would spill into his divine domain.

  That was something William could not allow. He had worked too hard to cultivate his domain, and he had no intention of letting the flames of war consume it.

  Meanwhile, Darius was also closely observing the battle at the invasion portal.

  William’s forces had surprised him as well.

  Such a high-intensity battlefield created immense psychological pressure on any participant.

  With a sweep of his divine sense, Darius quickly tallied the casualties so far.

  In just a short span of time, over 500,000 of his followers had perished—and the enemy had suffered roughly the same.

  Although this was only a minor loss for him, for most young demigods, casualties on this scale would be devastating.

  Yet William remained indifferent to such heavy losses, continuously sending more followers into battle without hesitation.

  That was what shocked Darius the most.

  In his experience, ordinary armies could never endure such a horrifying casualty rate.

  A battlefield like this—an unrelenting slaughterhouse—would crush the morale of most followers.

  Only those with the Berserk talent, like his own four-armed werewolves, could fight without regard for losses.

  Otherwise, unless a follower had reached the level of a fanatical believer or undergone rigorous training to forge an unshakable will, they wouldn’t even have the courage to set foot on such a battlefield.

  Regardless of whether this human demigod had achieved this through sheer faith or relentless training, it was proof of his power and potential.

  If such a promising new demigod were to fall into trouble, his mentors would undoubtedly intervene.

  That meant Darius had only a few hours to act.

  His gaze grew solemn as he decided to accelerate the invasion.

  He began mobilizing his extraordinary followers.

  The elite army of extraordinary four-armed werewolves, already assembled outside the invasion portal, howled in unison upon receiving Darius’ command.

  Clad in fine armor and standing in disciplined formation, these extraordinary four-armed werewolves ignited a faint red aura of battle energy.

  The energy slowly condensed into a semi-transparent armor that enveloped their entire bodies.

  Then, with synchronized steps, they charged into the portal.

  The moment these elite warriors entered the battlefield, William immediately felt the pressure spike.

  Unlike the extraordinary four-armed werewolves under Bobo and Kenir, Darius’ forces possessed far more refined and potent battle energy.

  Previously, an aberrant jumper could tear through an enemy’s flesh and armor in a single bite.

  Now, their attacks only managed to penetrate the semi-transparent battle energy armor, inflicting flesh wounds instead of lethal damage.

  Meanwhile, with their battle energy enhancing their strength, agility, and defense, the extraordinary four-armed werewolves quickly shifted the tide of battle.

  In mere moments, the casualty ratio had risen to five-to-one against William’s forces.

  As more and more extraordinary four-armed werewolves poured through the invasion portal, the death toll among William’s swarm continued to rise.

  The battlefield, once evenly matched, was now tipping in Darius’ favor.

  His extraordinary followers had begun to push deep into William’s divine domain.

  Yet, despite the escalating losses, William remained calm, showing no hint of panic.

  With a subtle tug on the faith link, he halted the aerial and logistic jumpers’ dive-bombing assaults.

  Instead, they began amassing at high altitudes, ending the chaotic melee for the time being.

  On the ground, his forces maintained their encirclement, focusing all efforts on slowing the enemy’s advance.

  Darius, watching the battlefield closely, noticed William’s retreat and immediately projected a massive demigod avatar over the invasion portal.

  With a victorious smirk, his voice thundered across the battlefield:

  "Are you already giving up?"

  "Young one, I must admit, you have done quite well."

  "But unfortunately for you, you ran into me. You never stood a chance."

  "No matter how many followers you send to the battlefield, you cannot stop me from tearing out the core of your divine domain. That is your inevitable fate."

  "Since the outcome is already decided, why continue throwing your followers to their deaths?"

  "Preserve your forces and surrender. Wait for your mentors to come ransom you—that is your only sensible choice."