Leaving the crowd behind, Fang Jie quickened his pace, knowing he couldn't linger here much longer.
Before long, the task left to him by the gods emerged in his mind. Just like before, it involved dealing with this world's native species—sabotage and assassination were once again his charge.
However, this world wasn't divided into many planes as others were; everything existed on a single plane.
Many gods were joining forces for the attack. At this moment, they had already engaged with the native gods, though still in the probing stages. Looking up at the sky, one could notice a great number of strange phenomena.
Despite being daylight, stars were visible, and extremely bright at that.
These stars occasionally emitted streaks of light as they clashed; occasionally, some would fall. Such sights signified just how fierce the battles between gods were, a pity that Fang Jie couldn't see them directly.
Even what he could see now, he couldn't be sure whether it was the real scene.
