William could tell from the equipment of these orcs that Tony was definitely a rich kid. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to outfit his subordinates with such luxurious gear so early on. This put William somewhat at ease—it meant he could go all out without completely crippling his opponent.

  After all, there was no absolute right or wrong in this situation. Richard had gone all-in during his first match, disrupting Tony’s entire strategy, and in response, Tony had wiped out all of Richard’s extraordinary serpent-men.

  William wasn’t some saint with an all-forgiving mindset. Richard was one of his few friends in his previous life, and when William decided to take revenge on his behalf, he had no intention of holding back.

  What Tony didn’t know was that within the 4 million logistics jumpers William had deployed, he had hidden a full 50,000 self-destructing jumpers. This was the perfect opportunity to test out this new Zerg unit in battle, with the goal of completely wiping out Tony’s 300,000 extraordinary orcs in one fell swoop.

  "It doesn’t matter. We’ll only know the result after we fight. Don’t bother with all these psychological tricks—you won’t get to me," William said, his smirk as infuriating as ever.

  "Let’s hope you can keep up that attitude until the end. Don't end up like your teammate—crying when you finally realize the importance of humility," Tony retorted, his eyes narrowing coldly.

  As one of the stronger contestants in this citywide tournament, William had long been on Tony’s radar—especially as Richard’s teammate.

  Without saying another word, Tony commanded his orc army to advance toward the logistics jumpers.

  In just a short time, the orc army spotted the massive swarm of insects in the sky, rapidly moving toward them.

  "Hold position! Everyone, prepare for battle!" The leader of the orc army, his expression grim, shouted out the order.

  Upon hearing the command, the orc wolf riders immediately dismounted from their massive wolf mounts. From the large packs strapped to the wolves' backs, they pulled out old-fashioned flamethrowers and strapped them on.

  Seeing these green-skinned orcs carrying fuel tanks on their backs, wielding a sword in one hand and a flamethrower in the other, all while exuding a faint red combat aura, William couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth and mentally scream:

  What the hell?! This doesn’t match the aesthetic at all! Are they doing performance art or something?!

  It didn’t take long for William to figure out Tony’s plan—after watching his previous matches, Tony must have gone to the divine marketplace and specifically purchased flamethrowers to counter the logistics jumpers.

  "You didn’t see this coming, did you? After watching your battles, I put a lot of thought into countering these bugs. I’ve come up with a perfect solution," Tony said with a cold smile before adding, "You still have time to surrender."

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  William stared at him in disbelief. If this guy knew about my self-destructing jumpers hiding in the swarm above, would he slap himself in the face?

  The fuel tanks strapped to the orcs' backs wouldn’t just be ineffective—they’d actually increase the lethality of the explosions. William had never intended to send his standard logistics jumpers in for a head-on fight in the first place.

  With just a small tug on the threads of faith, 50,000 self-destructing jumpers broke away from the massive insect swarm and, within moments, arranged themselves in a formation in the sky before diving toward the 300,000 extraordinary orcs below.

  William was still being generous—he didn’t even target the ordinary orcs, only the extraordinary ones.

  Seeing the new type of insect descending, Tony remained coldly amused and didn’t take them seriously. "This is your hidden trump card? Just a few tens of thousands? What difference can they possibly make?"

  The moment Tony finished speaking—

  BOOM!

  A deafening explosion erupted within the extraordinary orc ranks.

  BOOM! BOOM BOOM!

  One explosion after another chained together, forming an overwhelming, continuous detonation.

  Within ten seconds, all 300,000 extraordinary orcs and their massive wolf mounts had been reduced to ashes. What remained was a battlefield filled with burning craters and charred limbs.

  It had all happened so fast. Just moments ago, Tony had been smirking. Now, his smile was frozen in place, his face blank as he stared at the devastation left behind by the self-destructing jumpers.

  Limbs and body parts littered the ground. His entire force of 300,000 extraordinary orcs had been annihilated. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

  "You… what… what the hell did you just do?" Tony stammered, his voice shaking with rage. His semi-divine projection trembled, his face red with fury.

  Tony had poured an unimaginable amount of resources and effort into training those 300,000 extraordinary orcs, all to dominate this tournament. And now, in an instant, it was all gone—decades of hard work wiped away in mere seconds.

  "I told you I’d avenge my teammate. A promise is a promise," William said with the tone of a seasoned elder. "Young people need to go through setbacks to grow. Being too arrogant will only get you burned. Consider this a life lesson—no need to thank me."

  "You… YOU…!" Tony was so furious that he was practically shaking, about to explode with rage. But before he could finish his outburst—

  He saw William’s invasion portal still surging with endless waves of logistics jumpers, pouring into the battlefield without pause.

  "The same words apply to you: you still have time to surrender," William said casually. "By the way, what were you saying just now? I didn’t quite catch that."

  Tony looked up at the sky, his eyes widening.

  In just the span of a few sentences, a second massive insect swarm had formed in the sky, with a third quickly taking shape.

  Then, he turned his gaze to William’s invasion portal—it was still continuously summoning more and more logistics jumpers into the battlefield.

  "I… I surrender," Tony finally squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.

  Facing such a horrifying number of insects, his rage was instantly cooled by fear. He wasn’t stupid—throwing more troops into this fight would be nothing but pointless slaughter.

  William simply smiled nonchalantly and waved to the referee outside the battlefield, signaling for the match result to be recorded. Once it was confirmed that he had won, he stopped the influx of logistics jumpers.

  At this moment, the sky above was already filled with ten massive insect swarms, each made up of millions of logistics jumpers. Their total number had reached nearly 40 million.

  The sheer overwhelming presence of the insect horde was enough to make anyone’s hair stand on end.