He was like a drowning person finally grasping at a straw, encountering hope in the deepest despair.
When he wanted to ask the masked man for help.
The masked man bowed slightly: "Lord Baffomi."
These words were spoken.
The anti-fraud livestreamer felt a sharp pain in his heart.
This is hardly a savior.
This is an even bigger nightmare!
He was scared.
Trembling and cowering on the ground.
Baphomet, considered Satan's right-hand man, curled his long, scarlet tongue and swallowed the blood remaining between his hands.
When I sat back down.
A coronation chair made of sheep skulls appeared out of thin air, and she leaned back in the chair, supporting her head with one hand.
With her free hand, she swung a jar resembling a magic potion into the masked man's arms.
Here, three drops.
In order to collect the power of unwavering faith for Lou Na Yu to consume, Baphumi carefully selected many guests, but only found three people and animals that met the collection requirements, including livestreaming host Puff and cosplayer KOL Jelly.
Puff has already sacrificed herself to test Jiang Di's chessboard formation, and Jelly has also sacrificed herself to wake up the saffron fairy.
Low production is perfectly normal.
The masked man remained bowed and said, “Jiang Di and Kong Wu of Samadhi have lost contact. The commander fears something may have happened and has ordered me to remind you to be careful while lying in wait and to keep an eye on them.”
Baphomet raised his chin.
This indicates that she already knew.
The masked man then disappeared.
The anti-fraud anchor trembled, unable to bear looking at Bhavamsa. He regretted not listening to his wife's advice and could only pray silently, asking Buddha for protection and God to open his eyes.
I waited a long time.
The debunking livestreamer didn't see any deaths either.
He cautiously opened one eye and found that the entire room had suddenly become very quiet, and the goat-headed monster had disappeared.
The cosmetics store employees had their heads down and hands hanging limply, motionless like marionettes.
The anti-fraud livestreamer held his breath.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Baphomet appeared in front of the debunking anchor, giving him a sinister grin that seemed to be part of a pre-arranged script.
The next second.
A scream rang out, and the spot where the anti-fraud livestreamer was located was covered in blood.
Only the selfie stick and the phone remained...
After the anti-fake news anchor got into trouble.
Yan Jiu, who was far away in the attic, paused and glanced at the progress displayed on the system panel.
Yan Jiu put down her chopsticks, her brows furrowed: "Not leaving a complete corpse is too greedy."
System: [That's right! While Xiao Jia's character is certainly flawed, it doesn't warrant such a horrific fate.]
Yan Jiu: "..." Who is Xiao Jia?
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