As for the beastmen, Fang Zheng stopped caring about them after sending them away. Of course, he knew that once they left their original land, their power and status would be completely reshuffled. But... what did that have to do with him?
He only cared about the Golden Fairies.
The fact that he had not simply wiped out those beastmen was already the last mercy Fang Zheng had retained as a Paladin.
As for whether they lived or died, they could decide that for themselves.
And now, Fang Zheng was carrying out an enormous project.
Namely...
"Boom!!!"
A silvery-white cylinder howled down from beyond the atmosphere and drilled straight into the planet's crust. Before long, the earth began to tremble and split apart. Scarlet flames and magma erupted forth, while thick black smoke shot into the sky, completely sealing off the heavens.
"Lord Fang Zheng, what... exactly are you doing?"
Standing by the observation window and watching the scarlet flames erupting across the distant planet, along with the dark clouds already covering more than half of it, Mary could not help asking in confusion. Fang Zheng had previously said that he wanted to reshape the planet's environment—after five hundred years, the planet's land had completely died. Rebuilding it into somewhere suitable for habitation would not be easy.
As a mage of the Transmutation System, Mary was deeply interested in any means of changing the environment. Not to mention that Fang Zheng was now restoring the landscape of an entire world. That naturally piqued her curiosity, so after work began, Mary had come to the observation room several times to watch.
But... no matter how Mary looked at it, this seemed more like completely destroying the planet!
"This planet is beyond saving. The dead cannot come back to life, so it