The changes in the world were growing ever more severe.
Even those without divination or prophecy abilities could sense that this world was heading toward destruction.
As a result, more and more scavengers were flooding toward the City of All Heavens.
Sophia, the Tech Side commander whose face was completely hairless, looked irritated. "These Reincarnators are more disgusting than flies!"
Reincarnators followed an elite combat path.
The Wasteland World had tens of millions of players and tens of millions of believers, yet there were fewer than five hundred thousand Reincarnators.
Those fewer than five hundred thousand Reincarnators had destroyed more than twenty Tech Side bases in succession.
The damage they caused surpassed that of ten million believers from the City of Heaven.
After every act of destruction, those Reincarnators vanished without a trace. They could not be found no matter how hard one looked.
Sophia opened an interface. "How much time does this world have left?"
"Reporting, ma'am, it is difficult to predict. We initially estimated at least a hundred years, but as time passed, the abyss seemed to accelerate its devouring. Judging from the current progress, there may be less than eight months left."
"If anything else happens during that time, that number may decrease even further."
Sophia sighed inwardly. "Activate Plan 001."
"But there isn't enough energy yet..."
Before he could finish, Sophia interrupted him. "No buts."
If they did not activate it now, Sophia suspected that the remaining bases would also be found and destroyed by those Reincarnators. Coupled with the changes in the world, there might be even less energy available by then.
Boom!!!
Every explosion meant the deaths of a vast number of artificial monsters.
Those artificial monsters were thrown into battle as if they cost nothing, with every attack numbering in the hundreds