Death Tide Stage, Global Wasteland Ends!
After staring at the Disaster Details panel for a long time and thinking through the mess of information, Su Mo finally let out a long breath and returned to the main interface.
Things had come to this point. No matter how hard he fought, it would be difficult for him to make a sacrifice on the scale of the alien races, offering up an entire race.
Moreover, the Death Tide was relative. It would affect humanity, but it would also affect the alien races.
The only thing he could do now was learn more detailed information before the alien races did, then come up with a corresponding solution.
In the face of a great disaster, whoever won the duel first would be the one who survived. "Luo You, wait outside for a while. I need to communicate with the territory about the specific situation."
"Sure, no rush. I'll go get you something to eat." Luo You nodded. Whether Su Mo was telling the truth or not, he immediately turned and walked out of the house.
After the door closed, Su Mo's heart sank, and he entered the World Cauldron once more.
"The Death Tide. You should know what the later forms are, right?"
He asked directly without beating around the bush.
Adam pondered for a moment before replying in his deep voice, "I remember that you once went to the Land of the Gods. If you could see through the isolation zone, you should have seen what it looks like."
"You mean those black patches?"
Su Mo froze, and the sight he had seen from high in the air at the time automatically surfaced in his mind.
Aside from the New Continent, the main world actually had many other regions that had been isolated