What happened in North America naturally could not be hidden from Fang Zheng, who was in space.
In fact, when Fang Zheng received Iona's report, he had felt absolutely nothing at first. Then...
"What the hell is this thing?"
Fang Zheng stared dumbfounded at the pattern in the center of the North American continent on the satellite cloud map. It looked like some sort of cult script or symbol.
This was a... sci-fi disaster film, right?
What the hell was this?
Had they wandered onto the wrong set again?
In fact, after zooming in and seeing all sorts of devil-like monsters running across the ground, Fang Zheng had even suspected that Diablo had come here to cause trouble as well. But... these things did not seem to be demons from Diablo either?
At the very least, that human brain as large as a horse, with metal-framed limbs and two cannon-like things beneath it... that was completely sci-fi style! There were no monsters like that in Diablo!
No, perhaps it should be called sci-fi demon style?
What kind of godforsaken mess was this? What sort of freaks kept popping up?
Though puzzled, Fang Zheng took the opportunity to observe more carefully and discovered that something was wrong.
Fang Zheng had already realized that Nightmare IV difficulty was clearly equivalent to gathering together numerous forces invading Earth. Normally, if he had not killed the protagonist, they might have attacked in waves. But now, they had all come pouring out at once.
Not only that, these Alien Races that should have belonged to different works seemed to have been coordinated with perfect unity. Based on Fang Zheng's observations, if these Alien Races really were like those in his memories, they should have been fighting each other.
But in reality, that was not the