Liu Zhi had always thought the Whale Fall Clan practiced necromancy. Given that they made zombie fishmen, he couldn't exactly say he was wrong.
But it wasn't until the giant whale in the sky exploded into black powder that Liu Zhi realized he'd still underestimated the fishmen's imagination. What they were playing with was actually a colony of microbes.
Necromancers used this sort of thing too. After all, if most corpses turned from zombies into skeletons, it was usually because of microbes devouring them. But he'd never imagined the Whale Fall Clan would use them like this.
They had used the whale's corpse as a breeding ground for the microbes, raising an entire world inside the body of a single whale.
In that respect, the Whale Fall Clan's fishmen had clearly set their sights higher than Liu Zhi had with his ghost domain.
They had already fused themselves with the giant whale's corpse. In their eyes, the corpse was an entire world.
So when they brought out a Whale Fall to fight, it was like launching their own world as a missile.
This was a downright destructive attack.
Liu Zhi immediately saw that these guys were fighting at the cost of their own resources.
If he were an ordinary player, the pressure might have frightened him.
Because an attack like this could destroy everything that player had.
Just think of how many resources Liu Zhi had invested in this island. It was more than any one person could support.
But Liu Zhi wasn't worried in the slightest. He didn't have a city or a guild behind him; he had an entire plane.
And if his plane wasn't enough, he still had a guild full of gods. The Big Bosses in that guild were all incredibly capable.
For instance, the guild