"Slaughter Spree: "What... how many people are here? Am I hallucinating?"
On the battlefield, both sides paused, astonished, as they looked around.
On the hills, in the plains, at the various teleportation points, US players arrived in droves, like a tide sweeping across the land.
Orson felt a jolt like electricity coursing through his body, struggling to comprehend what he was seeing.
Even he hadn't expected that a few regional horn blasts would result in such a massive turnout!
He had personally orchestrated the epic return of the Soul of Heroes, and now, a flood of US players had appeared on the battlefield. It was a sight to behold, with waves of players pouring into the warzones like an unstoppable tsunami.
"Just cannon fodder. Don't panic."
Apocalypse Knight Rukawa's face darkened as thirty thousand US players appeared on the battlefield.
"The more cannon fodder there is, the more it'll affect the battle. Don't let your guard down."
Ishinaka muttered, frowning. Her teleportation array continued to flicker, with more and more UJ players joining the fray to attack the US forces.
Orson smiled faintly, whispering: "I will forge an unstoppable torrent."
"Such terrifying influence, this is insane—how many people showed up?"
"I'll bet that even if a god-level boss appeared, these powerful old players could take it down!"
The world channel exploded in excitement, with players rushing toward the third battlefield of Infinite Dimensions from all regions.
Sure, the strength of these players couldn't compare to the elite players of the UJ region.
In fact, some were fresh out of the beginner villages, still wielding starter weapons.
In the face of UJ's elite S-level players, these newbies were practically nothing.
One S-level player could easily take on a hundred or more of them!
But could even an S-level player stand up to a force of millions from the US region?
"SSS-level Super Summon—US's Fury!"
SirLagsALot spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes wide in disbelief as he watched the scene unfold.
The number of viewers in the stream rapidly decreased, not due to lack of popularity, but because everyone was logging in, sharpening their weapons, ready to burst into action against UJ region.
"This guy's insane. Did he get a special boost for his mouth?"
Blank stared blankly at the figure in the sky.
"Forget the personal conflict for a moment—he really has managed to unite many US players into one force."
Demon Emperor muttered, his expression fluctuating between dark and light.
The momentum of the US Triple Crown winner was unstoppable now, and his fame and power were beyond comparison.
Though he had summoned players to join the battle, the effect was far more powerful than anything anyone else could do.
Because he was a man who had dared to declare war on the entire UJ region.
He had already become a living legend in the world of Infinite Dimensions!
The teleport beams didn't stop. In just a few minutes, millions of US players flooded the battlefield.
SirLagsALot: "Brothers, look at those mighty, arrogant players! Damn, this has to be over three million people by now!"
Rukawa felt uneasy. In his eyes, these regular players were just cannon fodder, but when there are enough cannon fodder, they can theoretically overwhelm even a dragon!
Three million US players versus 80,000 elite UJ players.
The numbers were many times greater, and nothing else mattered now—not even the quality of the gear or stats. Even if each attack only dealt one point of damage, no one could endure it!
This was the true meaning of the "human sea tactic!"
"District announcement: Player Orgod has spent a fortune, purchasing Legion-level team permissions."
"District announcement..."
Orson pulled out a golden horn, his gaze fixed on the crowd below, his blood racing.
Blank: "This madman... he spent 100,000 gold on an almost useless permission."
The item, worth 100,000 gold, allowed for the creation of a team with unlimited scale.
Normally, even large guilds could only handle about 100,000 players, but this item, the Empire Totem Horn, allowed for infinite expansion!
Orson took a deep breath and blew into the totem horn. The sound rang out across the entire map.
A purple-gold icon appeared above his head: Infinite Charge Legion.
"Damn, Orgod's on fire! Let's go! We'll fight them to the bitter end!"
"When the Triple Crown winner points his staff, we'll follow and kill! No more talking, just kill!"
Orson set the legion permissions to open, allowing players to join automatically.
In an instant, the legion grew to 500,000 members, and the number continued to rise as US players roared in excitement.
The shout of "kill" rang out like thunder, and a torrent of players surged forward, charging straight at the UJ players present.
"Don't think that just because there are a lot of you, you're special. Killing you will be as easy as flicking my finger."
Rukawa sneered, swinging his sword. A massive sword beam fell, killing more than thirty low-level US players in an instant.
Ishinaka: "Don't wait for them to gather. Quickly use area-of-effect magic to clear them out!"
With that, numerous UJ region mages unleashed their area-of-effect spells, the rumbling sound never stopping as large groups of US players were wiped out instantly.
Slaughter Spree: "There are so many of them, but their stats are too weak. Before they even get close, they die. Are these just cannon fodder?"
Blank: "That's why I said the totem horn is useless."
Demon Emperor, leading his group, applied to join the Infinite Charge Legion, but Orson made no significant moves.
Most of the US players were not elite warriors, so their tactics were chaotic at best. They fought with nothing but passion, rushing into battle just to die.
In contrast, the UJ region players had multiple large guilds, coordinated perfectly, forming a defensive wall and cutting down the rushing US players one by one.
Orson watched the battlefield quietly, already predicting the outcome.
After all, the UJ region side had received professional training, and the front-line knights had formed an unbreakable shield wall. It was nearly impossible to break through.
The lower-level ranged DPS had limited range, and even if there were more of them, they could never reach the backline of the UJ knights. Their basic attacks couldn't break the knights' defense.
"Ha! As expected, US players are a joke. What good is having so many if they can't even put up a decent fight!"
Rukawa laughed as he continued to cut down US players with his sword. In no time, over a hundred players had been killed.
Ishinaka, riding a Lord-Class unicorn, moved forward confidently.
She had become a killing machine, warping the space around her. Dozens of spatial vortexes appeared, crushing and slaying anyone who came too close.
Blank: "Damn it! This space mage is impossible to deal with. If you get close, you're automatically revealed."
Demon Emperor continued to cut through the US players with ease, but soon he and his group were overwhelmed by dozens of UJ mages' magic tides. Despite their impressive health pools, they couldn't withstand the relentless onslaught.
Slaughter Spree: "Why isn't he making a move yet?"
Slaughter's members looked angrily at Orson, not understanding what he was planning.
Was he really going to watch as millions of US players were crushed?
Didn't this idiot realize that while riling up the US players was admirable, if they lost this battle, it would deal a devastating blow to the morale of US players?
At this moment, the Crimson Lizard King, restricted by Ishinaka's space domain, was flying at a height of less than 100 meters.
Similarly, the flying war beasts of the UJ side had all been brought down.
"Has everyone joined the legion?" Orson muttered to himself.
Since the low-level players couldn't break through the defensive lines with basic attacks, he decided to just throw skills everywhere.
With numbers this overwhelming, even the weakest skill could have the impact of an S-level attack!
Orson scanned the battlefield, his lips curling into a slight smile. He suddenly announced:
"Everyone listen up. Priests, revive the players without thinking. Other classes, use whatever skills you have—these 20 seconds will be your stage!"
Slaughter Spree froze: "Does he not know that priests have a cooldown for reviving players? What is he planning to do?"
Orson's gaze grew sharper as the six-piece set of Heavenly Fire burst into action, releasing a massive light ring that enveloped over three million US players.
"Heavenly Fire Awakening—Dragon Curse—Howl of Fury!"