The Thorn Snake Group raised their heads, hissing, as bone needles poured down like a torrential rain, piercing the mountain peak ahead into a honeycomb.
The main brain's will roared within the nerves of every insect race.
Their evolution never stops, advancing and growing every second.
Newly hatched mutant insects crawled out from the flesh nest, joining the charging surge even before absorbing nutrients to grow.
This is a destruction army capable of easily devouring the small world.
The will conveyed by the main brain was singular: march eastward, and further east... until the entire world becos the nourishnt of the insect swarm.
One of Earth Thought Evil Spirit's biggest worries had arisen.
anwhile, on the Player Forum.
A post's popularity was rapidly climbing.
[Big news! Earth Thought Evil Spirit is secretly developing again while we're away! The blackout group is attacking the Giant Domain! Where is the Divine King? Organize quickly to intervene! We can't let the Giant Domain be taken! This is our Monster Stream Players' hope to rise! Fight!]
The post's appearance prompted more players to head to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range to investigate.
Learning about the Bully Alliance's secret mischief, players expressed intentions to intervene.
In short, making Earth Thought Evil Spirit uncomfortable brings them great joy.
If this wave of battle significantly strengthens Earth Thought Evil Spirit, they would be the ones suffering later.
Upon hearing this news, the Divine King didn't hesitate and promptly contacted No. 1 Visitor.
This war concerns the ownership of the Giantification Rule, and he felt his strength alone was insufficient to challenge the Bully Alliance, requiring the assistance of No. 1 Visitor.
To the Divine King's surprise, No. 1 Visitor, usually reluctant to command, imdiately agreed to the request.
This filled the Divine King with imnse excitent.
He decisively began contacting the United Battle Group leaders and posted a "Player Assembly Post" on the forum.
With the Divine Hall Guild at the forefront, the Player Corps began gathering at the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range entrance, with more and more players appearing and applying to join the warband.
Many recently erged potential guilds also chose to join the warband, wanting to work with the Divine King to secure the Giantification Rule.
During the preparations, the Divine King was communicating with No. 1 Visitor.
"What if we attacked the Earth Thought Evil Spirit's Tower now? I think the tower's defense is weak, the perfect ti to attack."
"Not feasible, doing so would only result in the war in the Giant Domain shifting to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range, and the ultimate outco would be not securing the tower or the Giant Domain."
Hearing No. 1 Visitor's response, the Divine King felt a bit disappointed.
The tower is at its weakest defensive stage, and if they could capture it in one go, Earth Thought Evil Spirit would beco a thing of the past.
But No. 1 Visitor's analysis was indeed valid.
Earth Thought Evil Spirit is always cautious.
What he could consider, Earth Thought Evil Spirit surely considered too; it's impossible that he'd leave a defensive gap waiting for them to attack.
Upon reflection, Earth Thought Evil Spirit must have prepared defense asures.
Possibly even establishing a transit station via the Evil Moon, ready to extract Black Tide Energy to initiate a defensive battle at any ti.
The best choice now is to follow the Black Tide and Battle Insect Swarm, eat up the Giant Domain's resources, and ideally secure the Giantification Rule.
That would be the optimal solution; everyone develops together.
Nobody damn eats alone!
With a clear plan, the Divine King glanced at the warband count, already exceeding five hundred thousand.
Evidently, many players from other nodes joined this operation, so just for the excitent, others aiming to be included in the "Glory Chronicles."
Most wanted to witness the grand spectacle with the warband.
The warband channel information was entirely overloaded, simply too much to take in with the naked eye.
He didn't rush to mute the chatter, continuing to wait for the numbers to grow.
When the warband count surpassed eight hundred thousand, he muted all ssages and spoke solemnly:
"All players in the warband, start live streaming, have every player ready with mall potions to ensure combat endurance...."
As players began live streaming,
the Star Network also initiated B-level energy consumption, entering data collection mode.
The core processor array suddenly lit up with an intensely bright blue hue, millions of data cables were injected with liquid energy, entering high-energy consumption mode.
Every fra in the live streaming scenes was decomposed and read, and the player database contents recorded earlier began syncing updates.
B-level energy consumption peaked at this mont.
As the Star Network's AI, processing billions of real network information, it usually doesn't need to enter high energy consumption mode.
But commanding a player corps is different, requiring the observation of real-world information before processing, exponentially increasing the complexity of calculations.
Network information is already digitized, processors can directly parse it without requiring additional conversion.
However, the calculations for the real-world differ. Visuals, sounds, and even player movent trajectories from the Monster World need detailed observation from players' first-person live-stream perspectives, requiring the collection of information, then statistical processing after digitizing these complex details.
To ensure no delay in the information, it must match the calculation efficiency.
And improving calculation efficiency demands higher energy consumption.
One is pure digital processing, the other physical interactive processing, with fundantally different intensities.
This is why commanding hundreds of thousands of players already reaches the B-level energy consumption limit.
After the Star Network activated, the Divine King began reassembling the player corps per the Star Network's prompts, setting up the player corps into a structure desired by the Star Network.
Every player had a clear position in the Star Network's calculations.
Even the inherent uncertainty of players was a factor within the calculations.
When the warband count broke through a million, the Divine King led the player army, advancing mightily towards the Giant Domain.
The regional voice channel of the Emperor Tomb Mountain range had never been as lively as this mont.
"Wow, I've never seen so many players on the sa screen in my life. On older servers, skills would be so laggy that taking a step backward actually moves you three steps forward. New technology is aweso, it's not lagging at all."
"Hey, look at from all directions, coordinates (774, 229). Isn't my outfit cool? If you like it, PM for a template and follow on the forum: Ard Master, specializing in custom costu design."
"Shut up all of you! Stop bickering, or I'll mute. Can we discuss sothing war-related? It's really annoying."
Though all-out attacks it was, among the three major natural disasters, players were undoubtedly the most environnt-friendly.
Apart from the Waning Moon, which spawns Curse Soldiers, they wouldn't harm non-spirit plants along the way.
...
At this ti, on the Heavenly Abyss Domain Node, Earth Thought Evil Spirit and the Four Great Evil Spirits were fully concentrated, commanding evil spirits in fierce combat with the Giant Beast Legion.
Then, the voice of the Evil Eye echoed in the ntal communication network.
"Breaking news, the old friends Player Clan and Combat Insect Clan are advancing towards the Golden Domain, applying to join the battlefield."
"Denied!" Earth Thought Evil Spirit was imdiately unsettled.
No worry how intense the war becos, but the joining of these two beastly forces would spell disaster.
The plan for individual consumption would certainly be ruined.
"Denial invalid, forced entry, be prepared."
Earth Thought: ...
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