Perhaps because it was daytime, the [Regional Channel] was not particularly lively.
No one seemed to have noticed what was happening with the Goblin Tribe.
But that was perfectly normal. As the dominant force in the region, the goblins had long since slaughtered most of the Lords who had descended near the northern mountain forests.
As for Lords whose territories were far from the Goblin Tribe, they naturally could not sense what was going on there.
The current [Regional Channel] was equivalent to a massive group chat with more than six thousand people online at once.
Although fewer Lords were active during the day, more than a hundred messages had refreshed in the brief time he spent browsing.
After watching for a while in boredom, Zong Shen closed the [Channel] and turned his attention to the mysterious black dot rapidly flying toward him.
Although he did not know what that black dot was, Zong Shen was willing to bet that it was definitely related to the rampaging Cthulhu Projection.
After the Cthulhu Projection had been covered by the [Skin of the Forgotten], much of its evil energy had been neutralized, and its remaining evil energy was only enough to sustain it for five or six minutes.
This mysterious black dot had clearly exceeded that time limit. It was definitely not the same thing as the Cthulhu Projection, and had to be some sort of vicious method.
But that was fine. With the "walking the dog" tactic of spatial teleportation, this thing would never touch a single hair on Zong Shen's head.
Unless its energy could support it flying at high speed forever.
So Zong Shen looked completely fearless.
While the mysterious little black dot was still on its way, he decided to ask the Strategy Module what exactly it was.