In recent days, tremors have become more frequent, and many people are thinking about whether they should evacuate.
After all, the level of gods is too far away from them, and even demigods don't understand it at all. If this power destroys the plane at this time, then they will really suffer.
Many people have even escaped through the space passage.
As for this side, as long as there are troops here, it will be fine anyway, as long as there is an excuse.
Even Fang Jie had gathered his people and was ready to leave at any time. But at this moment, a loud and powerful voice suddenly came from everyone's mind.
"All the indigenous gods in this world have been killed. Everyone is ready. This world will be assimilated in five days."
Assimilation refers to the assimilation of the hunting grounds of the heavens. In fact, it is more reasonable to say devour.
"How did it end? There was no sign before. Could it be that the constant shaking is not because there are gods fighting nearby, but because the indigenous gods are using some means to resist."
"No wonder the Three-Eyed Clan has disappeared during this period. It seems that they are preparing something."
When the results come out, many people will be able to figure out some issues.
Fang Jie also had a look of disbelief on his face. He never expected that it would end without any warning. This is what the gods of the undead system do. They just bring their subordinates to command and assign tasks.
Specific things, specific stages, no idea of notification at all.
It’s similar to how I treat the undead under my command, no, it should be said that it’s even more serious.
Fang Jie shook his head. As expected, it still depends on the strength of the individual, otherwise he can only be regarded as an ant. Although people from other camps will receive more comprehensive information and protection, so what.
After all, you are not just cannon fodder for these gods.
It's just that because of different species, the methods used are also different. For the undead, using this direct command method is more acceptable to them. In their hearts, this is taken for granted.
The few undead souls that are directly transformed from living beings will gradually accept these as time goes by.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, we only have five days, prepare as soon as possible."
They have a lot to do, and those undead creatures don't matter, and they don't care even if they fall. But those humans are different. If they fall everywhere, wouldn't everything they have done before be in vain?
Although the space channel travels faster, it is impossible to completely recover it in five days.
Fortunately, with some early actions, the human race has basically gathered on the side of the Glory Leader, with only a handful of people still further north. If those people don't listen, Fang Jie doesn't bother to pay attention.
After entering the hunting grounds of the heavens, the people there will educate them.
Next, while speeding up the migration, we will make other preparations.
Everyone was busy, even Fang Jie. Following Fang Jie's order, all the troops began to retreat. He did not want to waste these troops.
The last time he swallowed the goblin world, a lot of his troops fell to unknown places, and they have not been found until now. Of course, there is no point even if they are found.
Being so far away, I lost contact with myself and turned into a wild undead long ago.
The most important thing is that among the undead he created this time, there are a large number of infected people, and these are the ones that need to be dealt with. If one of them is not done well, the plague will spread across his territory, which is not a good thing.
As for the billions of rotting corpses, or possibly billions of rotting corpses, Fang Jie had no interest in them.
It doesn't matter if you can get it back, but if you can't, just give it up.
"It seems that these infected people can only be temporarily placed on Quesha Island." Fang Jie thought of Quesha Island. Although Quesha Island has been sorted out by himself, it has become very normal.
But there are not many people living there, and most places are still under development and are still the territory of the undead.
Fang Jie directly asked people to find a suitable place there and temporarily place the infected people there.
There were too many infected people created this time, numbering in the millions. When put together, it's really a pile of rotten flesh that can't be seen at all. The average person will definitely not be able to stand it.
And in order to suppress these guys, Fang Jie planned to arrange a large number of Plague Kings nearby.
On the one hand, the plague of infected people is suppressed, and on the other hand, research can be conducted there.
At the very least, even if the plague is raging where the infected are, it should not have any impact.
Originally, he wanted to arrange some people on Quesha Island, but now it seems that he needs to give up. As for some other undead, Fang Jie also began to make choices and gave up a lot.
Only those with gold level need to be brought back as soon as possible.
Fang Jie didn't want to waste so many gold-level battles. These were the main legions in his territory.
There are also some more special types, or even types with potential, which need to be screened out and brought back as soon as possible. In the past few days, the Air Corps has been very busy except for those who are back on standby.
They will continue to fly everywhere and bring the target back.
In order to determine these goals, Fang Jie worked endlessly.
Not only himself, but also other undead. Except that the team is too small, no one has attacked Fang Jie's army. Fang Jie also knows from them that the space channel where he is and the nearby area will not be lost.
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These places will originally be like rewards and will drop to their designated locations.
Fang Jie had already figured out the specific location, so he only had to be busy with other things. In three days, all the gold-level undead had basically returned.
In the next two days, it was just a matter of checking and filling in the gaps. However, things didn't go so smoothly on the human side.
Because the migration speed suddenly accelerated, some people always felt that Fang Jie had some conspiracy, so some people refused to continue going south, and several rebellions even broke out.
In the end, neither Fang Jie nor Qin Lan was in the mood to care about those people, so they gave up on them.
As for what will happen to these people in the future, it has nothing to do with me. This day has finally come to the last day. Everyone is on their own territory, waiting for the devouring to be completed.
Fang Jie felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, as if he could see all the planes of the world.
At this moment, everyone had the same perspective as Fang Jie, and they could all see something outside the huge world made up of fragments, and something seemed to be approaching quickly.