Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Chakk-chackk-chak-chak
The forest was awash with the sound of helicopter blades chopping through the air.
The three French journalists hadn’t left after the initial shooting. Instead, they used their camera lenses to signal to the incoming aircraft.
The leader of their group seemed to want to expose the videos to the public, but at this moment, they all seemed to have forgotten that they had just broadcasted the crazy events without permission from headquarters.
They thought that the AFP would not dare say anything against them. They could, they thought, argue that it was an expression of religious freedom. Or that Christ himself inspired them to do so. Naturally, if they dared say this during the Middle Ages, the inquisition would have visited them.
“Who are those people?”
One of the reporters asked.
“That one has the flag of the United States, that one from Russia, that one from China, there’s also our French ones, oh and Englishmen too.”
For thousands of years, France and England had been rivals. As a result, this Frenchman spoke with displeasure. Moreover, they had just met Christ. This reminded him of the French Holy Maiden, Joan of Arc, who the English killed.
However, these Frenchmen also knew that they could only be victorious under the leadership of women and foreigners.
Not long after, these helicopters descended. The journalists blocked the buffeting wind with their hands while looking at the various people coming down from these helicopters. Among them were clerks, armed forces, and officials of different embassies in Kenya. Because they knew what was happening, they rushed to the scene immediately.
The only thing that confused the three was that everyone was holding nets!
“Are they here to catch butterflies?”
A French journalist cussed. But they quickly understood why they were carrying net bags. They were not here to catch butterflies, but frogs.
“Quick. There’s a frog there. Catch it!”
A Kenyan soldier who had been turned into a frog stood dumbfounded and was caught in a net before they could react.
“Take a look at
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