Since there were no immediate threats, there was no need for William to expend additional divine power to increase the efficiency of the tunnel’s throughput.
Time passed quickly as William waited for his swarm to enter.
As the reconnaissance units expanded their search range, just ten minutes later, the flying jumpers had already scouted the locations where the two closest contestants had connected their invasion tunnels.
William immediately shifted his vision to the flying jumper that had discovered the situation, using it as a focal point.
From a thousand meters in the air, the jumper could see everything on the ground clearly.
One of the contestants had a Green Orc subspecies as their minions—identical to the orcs he had previously eliminated in a single wave of self-destructing jumpers during the city-wide league.
Their total numbers reached over five million, with less than fifteen percent being extraordinary-grade orcs, amounting to just over 700,000.
Scattered among them were elite-grade orc shamans, whose numbers, based on William’s rough estimate, likely did not exceed 3,000.
Compared to the orcs he had encountered in the city-wide league, these ones were less well-equipped.
Clearly, this contestant was just here to participate rather than to truly compete.
After briefly observing the army and confirming that there was no important intelligence he had overlooked, William quickly lost interest.
An army of this caliber likely wouldn’t even withstand a single probing assault from him.
Noting their movement toward the plains and their route planning, which clearly aimed at moving farther away, William didn’t even need to guess what the contestant was thinking.
It was evident that they wanted to avoid an early confrontation with him.
Unfortunately, that was an impossible wish.
Since William had already discovered this orc army, there was no way he would let them go.
Given the size of the battlefield, this match was not something that would end in just a day or two.
Most of his freshly awakened swarm units had been resupplied, restoring them to their normal combat state.
However, allowing them to feast freely in his own divine domain was out of the question.
With their adrenal glands providing a baseline boost, William’s tests had shown that the difference between feeding them to 20% capacity versus 100% was only in terms of sustained high-intensity combat time; their overall combat effectiveness remained the same.
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Right now, most of the swarm was in a state of hunger—making this conveniently positioned orc army the perfect walking rations.
Without paying any further attention to the still-overflowing invasion tunnel, William gently tugged on the threads of faith, commanding his awaiting swarm.
In an instant, chaos erupted.
Sharp, piercing cries echoed through the swarm.
Immediately, the swarm split off a force consisting of:
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100 million flying jumpers,
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100 million mutated jumpers,
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100 million venomous spitters,
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5 million self-destructing jumpers.
A total force of over 300 million units surged toward the orc army’s location like an overwhelming tide.
Their mission, beyond completely annihilating the 5-million-strong orc force, was to push forward along the perimeter of the divine domain in that direction.
Following the guidance of reconnaissance units, they were to eliminate all other contestants encountered along the way.
After assigning this task, William shifted his vision once more, attaching his sight to the reconnaissance jumper that had discovered the second contestant.
Hovering high above and looking down, he observed this contestant’s minions with a bit more interest.
This was evidently a human-type subspecies.
The soldiers were all over 1.8 meters tall, with muscular physiques, bronzed skin, and dazzling white fangs visible when they spoke.
Their total army size exceeded 7 million, with 6.5 million of them mounted on tall warhorses.
Clad in heavy armor, wielding single-handed longswords at their waists and lances in hand, they resembled medieval knights marching in disciplined formations.
Their equipment shimmered faintly with magical light.
With a closer look, William instantly determined that the entire army was outfitted with standardized enchanted gear.
The remaining 500,000 extraordinary-grade units wore black cloaks embroidered with white lines, wielding half-human-tall wooden staves.
They formed 50 phalanxes of 10,000 troops each, positioned at the center of the army for protection.
Finally, there were fewer than 3,000 elite-grade units, scattered throughout the army as high-ranking officers.
These elite minions were the most visually striking, carrying wooden staves embedded with gemstones and wearing white cloaks lined with golden embroidery.
A steady flow of magical energy radiated from their bodies.
The army was also accompanied by numerous low-altitude floating barges, fully loaded with supplies, moving along with the troops—something that instantly caught William’s interest.
This was a demigod taking the traditional magic path.
Moreover, they were clearly a wealthy contestant, extravagantly equipping their entire army with enchanted gear.
Just as William was preparing to descend for a closer look at the floating barges to see what supplies they carried, a crescent-shaped energy slash, glowing with cyan light, shot up from the army below.
Leaving a bright trail in the sky, it raced toward the flying jumper’s head.
The jumper, gliding smoothly through the air, immediately reacted upon detecting the attack.
The originally smooth, glossy purple scales on its body instantly roughened.
A stream of wind-element energy wrapped around it in an instant.
At the same time, the jumper executed an extreme aerial maneuver, rolling to narrowly evade the attack.
A faint white mark was left on its scales where it had been grazed.
Steadying itself, the jumper swiftly flapped its wings, beginning to climb higher.
Suddenly, a colossal divine projection rose from the army below, locking its gaze onto William’s attached jumper.
Seeing their deity manifest in the sky, the advancing army halted at once.
It was a female demigod.
She had long, waist-length purple hair, flawless white skin, and striking features.
Her expression was ice-cold and indifferent, her sharp, sword-like eyebrows enhancing her aura of unwavering dominance.
Her projection wore a flowing, white silk gown cinched at the waist, perfectly accentuating her graceful and alluring figure.
She held a golden scepter taller than her own projection.
Upon seeing her, William immediately recognized her as someone who had mastered the art of divine projection.
Even though he knew that an exceptional demigod’s appearance could significantly reduce the difficulty of spreading faith—a trick he had read about in textbooks—he still found himself slightly impressed.