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Chapter 1404 Sharply reduced mad believers
The Slave Slaves Legion now has fifty quasi-sages, two top quasi-sages, and the rest are at least true kings and emperors. The combat effectiveness of such a legion is still very objective. On the human plane, as long as you control it a little, you can play a huge role.

As for the Desolate Clan... Fang Fan didn't worry about placing them in the Wailing Canyon, bringing them to the human plane, and joining them with the Desolate Clan that Fang Fan had recruited, it would be great.

"Patriarch Huanggan, do you have any opinions?"

Fang Fan muttered to himself, then looked at Huang Gan.

After all, Huang Gan was the patriarch of the Huang clan, so he had to ask for his opinion before making any decisions.

"But according to the arrangement of the Lord!"

"People of the Huang race, it is our great honor to be able to follow the lord!"

Huang Gan's attitude is very obvious, that is, you can do whatever you say, and I don't have any opinions!

"In one hour, the whole army, move out!"

Fang Fan took a deep breath, his eyes sparkled brightly, he was more or less excited since he hadn't returned to the human plane for a long time.

An hour later, the whole army was in full gallop!

Fortunately, there are enough flying warships stored in several big families, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people.

There are [-] war slaves in the War Slave Legion, plus nearly [-] people from the Desolate tribe... there are almost tens of thousands of them!

Of course, Fang Fan can also directly put them into the small world of Chutian Pavilion first, and then put them down on the human plane.

But generally speaking, it is quite troublesome. Hundreds of thousands of people want to fit them all into the small world of Chutian Pavilion, not because there is not enough space, but also... It takes too much time!

On the way, Fang Fan took an inventory of his belongings as he had nothing else to do...

More than [-] star cores...is Fang Fan's last stubbornness!

One star core is equivalent to trillions of top-grade god crystals, which seems to be quite a lot, but at this moment, even a ten-star legion of spirits can't reach the low-level quasi-sacred realm...

It can only be said that it is still poor!
Fang Fan thought in his heart, and glanced at the system panel intentionally or unintentionally...

"Ding! Fanatics - 1!"

"Ding! Fanatics - 1!"

"Ding! Fanatics - 1!"

……

Fang Fan's eyes froze for a moment, what's going on?
Has the power of faith collapsed?

The tenth-level fanatics under his command are basically from the Desolate tribe...their belief in the Desolation God has never made any mistakes...

The prompts on the system panel are still increasing crazily!

"Number of fanatics: 250 and five! (Among them 210 and nine fanatics of the Desolate Race!)"

This is the current number of fanatics...

"Number of fanatics: 320 ones! (Among them 280 five fanatics of the Desolate Race!)"

This is the number of fanatics that was fixed before...

Fang Fan's eyes probed deeply again, and the number of fanatics at this moment has decreased by 66!Among them, the number of wild followers of the Desolate race has also decreased by 66!
In other words, it was indeed a problem with the fanatics of the Desolate race.

"The belief of the Huang people... will not collapse! There will be no accidents."

"Then there is only one reason for the decrease in the number of wild followers..."

"It's a member of the Desolate race who passed away..."

"If it is a normal birth, old age, illness and death, it is impossible to be so fast..."

"call……"

"What happened to the human plane?"

Fang Fan squinted his eyes, and there were gleams of light in them.

He also hopes that his guess is wrong, but now he can only explain it in this way.

(End of this chapter)