National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3374 Retreat

“I will find two trustworthy friends. As long as we return to the Holy Spirit World as soon as possible, completely eliminate that human, and reclaim the Holy Spirit World, everything can be pretended never happened.”

The three of them quickly exchanged glances and glances.

indeed.

As Eugene said, they still have hope of redemption than facing harsh punishment from the court.

"But……"

Vera was still somewhat worried. She glanced at the two of them and said, "The three of us are seriously injured, and the Divine Radiance Guardian cannot recover in a short time. It will take our other companions at least three days to break through the small descent portal to the Holy Spirit World."

"That's enough. He's just a lowly human. Even if you give him three days, what waves can he make?"

Eugene sneered, his eyes filled with intense hatred. "Three days from now, I'll make him experience what true despair is!"

……

The gods have been very successful in brainwashing their followers.

Even under Zane's military coercion and psychological influence, only 10 members of the Holy Spirit Temple's leadership chose to surrender.

It is enough.

Zain immediately used the high-ranking officials of the Central Temple as the central hub, and quickly spread his control over the entire world through the Church's power network, while having Damon secretly monitor the Church's overall movements.

A few hours later.

The back garden of the Holy Spirit Temple.

Damon arrived to report, led by a vampire.

Upon entering the back garden and seeing the scene before him, Damon's heart skipped a beat.

What the hell?

The ground in the back garden was covered with a layer of brown fungal carpet.

The fungal carpet seemed to be alive, wriggling from time to time.

The vampire guard leading the way continued forward.

Damon nervously swallowed and continued to follow.

As they entered the center of the garden, Damon's heart skipped a beat again.

The true form of the God of Shadows!

It turned out to be a young man who looked to be about the same age as Adam!

At this moment, hundreds of phantom magic arrays densely packed together and rotated on the ground around Fang Heng.

Wisps of black mist, visible to the naked eye, emanated from the magic circle.

What kind of magic circle is that?

Another structure I've never seen before!

Damon stared at the peculiar structure that appeared on one of the magic circles, his heart filled with doubt and unease.

"Damon, you're here. How did things go?"

Damon was startled, but quickly bowed and said, "Great God of Shadows, Damon has come here to report to you."

"explain."

"Most church members have not abandoned their loyalty to the race of God. Most churches around the world do not obey orders. Some openly declare their opposition to you, while others are secretly gathering strength. Many church members who have sworn allegiance to us also have ulterior motives, and their loyalty cannot be guaranteed."

Damon paused, then continued, "As you instructed, we did not exterminate the rebels, but instead planted our own people within their ranks."

Fang Heng nodded slightly.

Expected.

The gods have occupied this world for so long, brainwashing people from childhood. How could they possibly break free from their control so easily?

It's okay, he just needs to buy some time.

"Yeah, well done."

“My men have received information that some remnants of the church are attempting to re-summon the gods, and we have confirmed that they have re-established contact with the gods.”

Damon's expression tightened, and he whispered, "There's news that the gods will return as soon as possible, within three days at most. After three days, they will descend again, and even more gods will come then."

"What did you say? Three days?"

Fang Heng was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Damon, "Are you sure?"

Damon was startled by Fang Heng's sudden gaze and quickly knelt down, saying, "Absolutely right! In three days, the Gods will definitely return to our world. God of Shadows, please be sure to prepare in advance."

"Ah……"

Fang Heng listened, and a smile crept across his face.

In other words, was he safe during those three days?

The gods actually gave him so much time.

"Hahahaha!"

Beside Fang Heng, Zane, who had reverted to his human form in his shadow form, couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Brother Fang Heng, have the people of the God Clan gone mad? They actually gave us three days? Do they not even know who you are?"

For a monster like Fang Heng, there are far too many things he can do in three days!

It wouldn't take half a day to engulf the entire world!

Ok?

When Zain saw that Fang Heng didn't speak, but instead put away his smile and lowered his head to think again, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

This kid!

I'm afraid they're up to something again, what a wicked idea.

Fang Heng pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Damon, continue to have your men monitor the church members. I need to know all their movements. Report to me immediately if anything happens."

"Yes, God of Shadows."

“Zane, it seems we need to change our plans.” Fang Heng looked at Zane beside him. “I need you to deal with the Church.”

"Hehe, no problem, leave it to me. If they disobey, I'll wipe them all out."

“No, Zain.” Fang Heng shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, “Zane, leave some of the church people behind, and then have your believers infiltrate them. I need to know the exact movements of the God Clan and all their plans through them.”

Zain sensed something and looked at Fang Heng, "Hey, Brother Fang Heng, you wouldn't be planning to take action against the next batch of returning gods, would you?"

"That's certainly the idea. Since the Gods are willing to give us this opportunity, we can't let it go to waste."

Fang Heng gave Zain a look.

Three days is enough time for him to do a lot of things.

In short, the traps can be designed first, but whether or not they are used depends on the specific circumstances of the Holy Court.

"Hey, I understand."

Zane grinned maliciously, secretly admiring Fang Heng's greed and audacity, before transforming into a shadow and disappearing swiftly.

Fang Heng looked at Damon again, "Right now I need resources to create battle spirits and heroic spirits, the more the better. Have you all been allocated?"

"We are gradually taking over the church's resources. Inventorying the resources and so on will take time. Great God of Shadow, the biggest problem we are facing now is the allocation of supplies..."

"Hiss, hiss..."

As they were talking, Damon's heart skipped a beat.

Beside them, a creeping worm quickly emerged from the lower layer of the creep, crawled onto the creep, and its body twisted and mutated in a short time, forming a wormhole.

"This, this is..."

Damon stared intently at the wormhole, a look of shock in his eyes.

The wormhole shimmered faintly.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, creeping worms crawled out of the wormhole and settled in front of Damon.

"There's no need to worry about material allocation; they will assist in the delivery of materials."

"Gudong..."

Damon swallowed hard again. "Yes, the great god of shadows."

"Go."

Fang Heng nodded slightly and glanced at the densely packed black mist pillars of the game summoning magic circle around him.

This world is under the special protection of the Holy Court, making the summoning of the Black Mist Pillar in the game exceptionally slow.

He was worried that he wouldn't make it in time.

Who would have thought that the God Clan would give him a full three days?

Ah!

Three days! (End of Chapter)