Enmenam provided a large amount of information about prehistoric civilization to the "Saints Association". It was a completely fair deal to prepare the prehistoric hero for a place of sleep.

Beep!~

"Speaking Spirit" Saint Sophia Green's laptop made a slight sound, and the crackling and rapid keyboard typing came to an abrupt end.

"What's the situation? Has anyone made a breakthrough?"

"Magic" Saint Merlin Jack was nervously paying attention to it immediately.

The "Saints Association" blocked information about the prehistoric hero Enmen Am. The biggest reliance was that this female writer secretly tampered with the intention of speaking, causing all the forces spying on intelligence to return in vain.

"No, the hard drive seems to have bad blocks and the files are damaged. I have to check it."

Sophia Green typing on the keyboard again, and she soon discovered that the document "Li-Bai-s-fattige-fede-ven" has become garbled code, and the hard disk is also broken here.

The hard drive used by laptops is top-notch, and quality problems will never occur easily. Once this happens, it means that the authority of Yanling is invalid. Li Bai's main line of fate of fat friends no longer develops according to the stories in the document, and there is a clear deviation. The story given by Yanling power will naturally collapse and be damaged.

If it is replaced by paper media, then the dust of the paper media will disappear and no longer exists.

In order to calm everyone's hearts, the "Shi Yan Ling" saint Sophia Green immediately explained: "It's not a big deal. Someone cracked the Yan Ling that was irrelevant to the documents."

She has written many documents, but examples of being broken through the authority of the Yanling Spirit are extremely rare, and most people cannot resist the power of the Yanling Spirit.

In a sense, the spirit of words is equivalent to fate. When you type on the keyboard or write it, it is like a fairy in your mouth, and a golden word will inevitably happen.

"Magic" Saint Merlin Jack patted his chest and said with gratitude: "It's okay, I'm afraid that someone will break here."

"It scared me!"

"Music" Saint Hammern Smith's face immediately looked much better.

After his piccolo was frozen and cracked by Enmenam's power, it was now replaced with a shiny harmonica, which could still be used.

"Please keep paying attention, Sofia."

The "witchcraft" saint Kona Ukuyi also breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

"Okay! I will create another new Word Spirit document and add another protection."

Sophia Green immediately created a new story document in his laptop, and added another layer of insurance to the entire camp with the power of the word spirit to avoid any loss.

She thought about it, but added another one, title: "Li Bai and the Witch"

Jian Gang: Li Bai is a psychiatrist. He can’t find a girlfriend, and he is surrounded by two witches...

This is the daily story between an unlucky child Li Bai and two monsters, all kinds of works are done and done.

Yan Ling couldn't do anything to the fat man who was so fat that he simply gave Li Bai some eye pills. This Danish woman is just a scrupulous person, and what the "power" saint Hercules said was nothing wrong.

Fate is often full of incredible things. There are always people trying to fight against fate, but who can imagine that his thoughts and actions against fate may be due to fate.

No matter how Sophia Green arranged the big devil, Li Xiaobai still ate well. While sleeping, there were two demons beside him whimpering all day long, and everything was as usual.

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A few more days later, the "Saints Association" received a very bad news.

As everyone was working hard to deal with the snooping and crazy spy from the outside world, the "poisonous" saint Jaharal Choudhury fell, and the eight saints became seven again.

A video of the video that came back from the projection cloth was played by Jaharal Choudhury's last confidant, and then he died.

Jaharal Choudhury, with a bad face, made a strange roar that was not like a human. When he opened his mouth, there were even blood foam, his eyes were red and his movements were stiff. He was not only in the picture, but also many guys with bad faces and red eyes, and his movements were stiff. The ground was in a mess, and there were black blood everywhere. Groups of flies flew around like dark clouds, falling from time to time, and suddenly soaring into the air.

"Jahalal! Jaharal! Jaharal!"

可以心! ~

A gunshot, and blood appeared in the shaking "poisonous" saint's chest, but he continued to stagger and chase after him as if nothing had happened.

There was a silence inside the big tent.

"Is this a Bolaido zombie blockbuster invested by Jaharal?"

"Strength" Saint Hercules Enzo Camillo looked confused.

"Weapons" Saint Barr shook his head and said, "It's time now, how can he still make such jokes!"

It's not a three-year-old child, it's not April Fool's Day, nor Halloween. There are news from India that the "Virus" Saint and his people were almost wiped out, and many people were killed and injured. The local government is busy blocking everything. If it weren't for the "Saints" who have connections there, maybe they wouldn't even be able to see this important video.

"What the hell happened?"

"Frost" Saint Chuanket looked even more confused.

Sophia Green, who was typing on the keyboard and was typing happily, said in a sarcastic tone: "Do you have poisoned your brain, right?"

She has always looked down on that Indian, but that guy is particularly flirting with.

"So, it turns out that my awakening was not an accident."

Enmenam, who was sitting at the end of the large conference table, stared at the projection cloth and murmured to himself.

"Hmm? Not an accident? Lord Eunmenam, what do you mean?"

"Witchcraft" saint Konaubui immediately noticed that the prehistoric hero's words were a bit unusual.

Every awakening of Enmenam represents a crisis of destruction facing mankind.

"You actually woke it up again!"

Enmen Amm suddenly slapped the table, and the entire tabletop was instantly covered with frost, and then cracked with a crackling sound and cracked into countless pieces.

If the "Shirt Spirit" Saint Sophia Green had not been quick-witted and quick-witted, he would have taken his laptop off the desktop as soon as possible, otherwise he would have been almost affected.

“What is it?”

Not only the "power" Saint Hercules Enzo Camillo, but everyone's eyes gathered on this prehistoric hero.

It seems that this prehistoric man has seen what happened to the "poisonous" saints.

"Ghouls! They are cursed!"

Enmenam pointed at the projection cloth and shouted.

He encountered this kind of scene once in his only few awakening experiences.

The vast crowd has long lost their lives, but the soul is unwilling to return to the earth. It is still struggling stubbornly on the ground, treating the living people as food, tearing and swallowing them, and turning them into their own kind.

"Weapon" Saint Barr slowly stood up and said with great certainty: "It's just zombies, we're going to have trouble!"

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Chapter completed!