When the Shang Kingdom began to discuss future development strategies, the situation in the Holy Land was bleak, so bleak that it was beyond words!
It was already late at night, but none of the high-ranking officials in the Holy Land were resting. They had no intention of resting at all. The situation was extremely bad, and it could even be said that it was worse than one could imagine!
At midnight, the Holy King received the latest report:
All the ordinary flowers and plants in the Holy Land withered, and the leaves of ordinary trees fell off, and the bark began to rot. And those spiritual medicines, although they didn't look dead, were also wilting, and it seemed that they would not last much longer.
And those ancient trees in the holy land, which rarely shed their leaves for hundreds of years, also gradually began to shed their leaves.
In addition, the number of infant deaths in the infected area of the Holy Land is impossible to count; the number of survivors is small, and they are dying quickly.
Some of the people in the Holy Land with lower cultivation levels, servants, etc., fell down while walking and could never get up again.
The Holy King appeared at noon, and it was only half a day until midnight, but the situation in the Holy Land took a sharp turn for the worse during this half day; and the situation was getting worse and worse! Viruses can evolve.
Since the viruses were dropped yesterday evening, they have completely adapted to the environment of the Sanctuary in just over a day, obtained resources for evolution from the life forms in the Sanctuary, and become more compatible with the life forms in the Sanctuary.
However, for the Holy Land, the most serious situation is not this, but... the spread of the virus. Although the Holy King erected the barrier, his action was too late. A considerable part of the virus had already entered the Holy Land through the air, running water, etc.
Especially some viruses carried by birds and other animals can spread over a wider range.
When the Sanctuary received the report, the virus had already spread more than 2,000 kilometers inland, and the exact scope was still unknown.
When the Holy King saw the report, he immediately issued an order - a complete quarantine for the area within a radius of ten thousand miles; and outside of ten thousand miles, a quarantine line was to be set up every thousand miles, regardless of the cost.
After giving the order, the Holy King stood under the night sky with an unpleasant look on his face, looking at the towering Holy Mountain in the distance but not feeling any glory or joy. Instead, he felt only endless and heavy pressure.
Suddenly, there were heavy footsteps. The Holy King turned around and saw that it was the commander of the Eastern Army, Gagas. "What's wrong?"
When Gagas heard the Saint King's question, he suddenly sat down on the ground without any image: "Saint King, the Eastern Legion... is over! Among the five million elite soldiers, at least four million have shown symptoms of illness. It will only be a matter of time before the rest die. Also, some of these elite soldiers have already started to die. Where are the priests and wizards? Find a solution quickly! If this continues, the entire Holy Land will be wiped out!"
By the end, Gagas was even roaring a little irrationally.
The Holy King sighed. If he could, he would have roared like that crazily; however, he couldn't, because the entire Holy Land and the entire Mutur tribe were still relying on him.
However, what makes people despair is that up to now, the Sanctuary still has not figured out what kind of attack this is.
Just when the Holy King was anxious, someone suddenly came to report that Prime Minister Riduguleng wanted to see him.