Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 461: The Sudden Ending

Chapter 461: Chapter 461: The Sudden Ending

In recent days, the tremors had become more frequent, causing many to ponder whether they should seek refuge.

After all, the Divine Level was too distant for them, utterly beyond the comprehension of even a demigod. If this force were to destroy their plane at this time, they would truly suffer.

Indeed, many had already fled back through the space channels.

As for here, it was sufficient to have armies present, as any excuse would do.

Even Fang Jie had gathered his people, ready to leave at any moment. Yet, just then, a majestic and vast voice echoed in everyone’s mind.

"The native gods of this world have been completely suppressed. All prepare, in five days this world will undergo assimilation."

Assimilation referred to the assimilation by All Heavens Hunting Ground, though devouring would have been a more apt description.

"How did it end? There was no sign before. Could it be that the constant tremors weren’t a nearby god battling, but the native gods resisting by some means unsuccessfully?"

"No wonder the Three-Eyed Clan have been out of sight recently, it seems they were indeed preparing something."

Once the outcome emerged, many could clarify certain issues.

Fang Jie was also incredulous, never imagining it would end without any forewarning. This was the method of the gods of the Undead System, simply bringing subordinates to command and assign tasks.

Specific events, specific stages, entirely devoid of plans for notification.

Much like his own approach to his undead subordinates. No, it was even more severe.

Fang Jie shook his head; personal strength still mattered, otherwise one might be treated as an ant. Although people from other camps received more comprehensive information and protection, what of it?

In the end, weren’t they just fodder for these gods?

This was merely due to differences in species, hence the methods used varied. For the undead, such direct commands were more acceptable, naturally seen as reasonable.

Over time, the few living beings directly converted into undead would gradually accept this too.

"Alright, no more chatter, we only have five days. Get ready."

There was much to handle; the undead creatures didn’t matter much, it didn’t concern him if they were lost. But it was different for humans—if they ended up scattered everywhere, wouldn’t all his previous efforts be wasted?

Although traveling through space channels had become faster, it was impossible to completely retrieve everything in five days.

Fortunately, due to some earlier moves, most humans had already gathered in Glory Territory, with only a very few still further north. As for those people, Fang Jie couldn’t be bothered with them if they didn’t listen.

Once they entered All Heavens Hunting Ground, others would teach them.

Next, they quickened the pace of migration while making other preparations.

Everyone became busy, including Fang Jie. With a command, all military forces began to withdraw. He didn’t want to waste these resources.

The last time they devoured the goblin world, many of his forces had been lost, whereabouts unknown to this day. But even if found, it would be pointless.

Being so far away, they had lost contact and become wild undead.

Most crucially, among the undead he had created this time, there were numerous infectors needing special attention. A mishandle could spread the plague throughout his Territory, which was not desirable.

As for the ten or even hundreds of millions of rotten corpses, Fang Jie had little interest.

If possible, they would be retrieved; if not, they would be abandoned.

"It seems I can only temporarily place these infectors on Quisha Island," Fang Jie thought of Quisha Island, which, although reorganized by him, was already quite normal.

But not many people lived there, most places were still under development, still dominated by the undead.

Fang Jie directly ordered people to find a suitable place there for temporarily housing the infectors.

The number of infectors created this time was colossal, reaching into the millions, truly a boundless sea of rotting flesh that normal people could not withstand.

To suppress these creatures, Fang Jie planned to station numerous Plague Kings nearby.

On one hand, to control the plague of the infectors, and on the other, to conduct research there.

At least, the area where the infectors resided, even if plagued, should not be impacted.

He had initially planned to arrange some people on Quisha Island, but now it seemed necessary to give up that idea. As for the other undead, Fang Jie began to make choices and abandoned many.

Only those of Gold level needed to be brought back quickly.

He did not want to waste so many Gold level fighters; these were the main forces of his Territory.

Along with some particularly unique or potentially valuable types, he needed to screen and bring them back as soon as possible. In these few days, aside from those who had returned to standby, the Air Corps was very busy.

They would continuously fly to various locations to bring back targets.

To confirm these targets, Fang Jie became endlessly busy.

Not only him, other undead were much the same. Aside from those with very small squads, no one was attacking Fang Jie’s forces anymore. Fang Jie also knew from them that the space channels and nearby areas he controlled wouldn’t be lost.

These places, originally like rewards, would fall to designated locations.

Fang Jie had already decided on the specific locations, so all he needed to be busy with was other matters. By the third day, nearly all the Gold level undead had returned.

The next two days were spent checking for omissions. However, things were not going smoothly with the humans.

Because the migration speed suddenly increased, some suspected Fang Jie had some ulterior motive and refused to continue southward, even causing several insurrections.

Eventually, both Fang Jie and Qin Lan had no desire to deal with those people, so they abandoned them.

As for what would happen to these people later, that was no longer their concern. On this day, the final day arrived. Everyone on their own Territory awaited the completion of the devouring.

Fang Jie sensed a sudden change in the scenery before him, as if he could see all the planes of this world.

And at that moment, everyone had the same perspective as Fang Jie, all witnessing the vast chunks of the world outside, something rapidly approaching.