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“3…”

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“1…!”

No one had time to prepare, and at 11 pm, a huge shock occurred in Paris.

All the exorcists felt that the whole city seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and the tables, chairs, chandeliers were sound, but all the exorcists were unstable in balance, swaying and falling to the ground, their heartbeats like drums.

What's going on?!

Du Xiu was also shocked by this shock and fell to the ground. When he opened the window, he saw that the phantom city in the sky had disappeared.

Now the surrounding environment has become strange, and ordinary people cannot see any abnormality, while the exorcist can find that dark golden glows appear in the dark night in the entire Paris.

The earth was covered with a layer of charred black due to the shadow of the night and the strange fluctuations of spiritual power.

Golden clouds fill the sky.

Black stones are everywhere.

Between heaven and earth...

Lancelot, who was leaning against the window, suddenly moved his nose: "What a heavy smell of blood!"

Blood mist floats between heaven and earth.

In the conference room, the file cabinet was suddenly opened.

A three-faced man walked out with annoyed expression.

"Damn it! What happened outside?"

As soon as he came out, the three-faced man stood there in a daze.

The room full of unknown faces looked at themselves.

The three-faced man blinked. Maybe he opened the door in the wrong way, so he returned to the filing cabinet and opened the door again.

Then, he was punched in the face with a curl!

"Who are you?! We three dead stars come from the Tomb of Stars, fearless of everything! No fear of everything!!!"

Three faces were beaten by the curly hair, and his nose was swollen and swollen.
Chapter completed!