Chapter 261
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The sky gradually darkened.
In the Cult of Lust, the Grand Warlock Jahn's ascension ceremony was about to begin.
The city of Acadoda was under martial law, and its defense was retracted.
Under Naddox's command, all the flesh monsters on the periphery had returned to the city.
His purpose was clear. Before the ascension ceremony was completed, no accidents were allowed.
Since the afternoon, the believers in the city spontaneously gathered around the central square and prayed devoutly.
Their faith, Lord Jahn, would complete the ceremony tonight and become the new god to protect them.
Naddox stood on the high altar and looked at the believers.
He could feel that his power was gradually increasing, which meant that Lord Jahn's power had reached the threshold.
As long as these believers continued to contribute their faith and spirit, Lord Jahn would break through the limit and rise to another level.
Not only that, Lavata, who was buried deep under the Balkan Peninsula, and Ouroboros, who was located in the United States, began to become active again. They attacked the surrounding OC personnel and cooperated with each other.
At the same time, outside the city of Acadoda, a strange-looking giant truck was slowly moving forward 100 kilometers in all four directions.
On a small island at the border of the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans, Robert Bumaro looked at the sky with his hands behind his back. The person standing behind him was Old Smith.
At this moment, countless people looked at the watches in their hands and thought about their plans.
The various forces were ready to make a move, indicating that this was bound to be a restless night.
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At the Foundation's area114 site.
Zhang Jue was eating heartily and attacking a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
He poured some of the soup into the bowl and frowned. "Tsk, the chef here can't do it either. Not only did he not put any sugar, but he also put so much salt. Two of him can feed a salt pan. What a waste of my tomatoes and eggs."
As he spoke, he ate a mouthful of rice and used his actions to show what "delicious" meant.
Yang Xue looked at his actions and was angry.
"Don't eat if you don't want to!"
She said and was about to take the plate away.
Zhang Jue hurriedly used his arm to protect the plate. "Hey, hey, hey, don't be so angry. I'm not talking about you."
Yang Xue snorted and finally pinched him hard on the waist. Only then did she stop.
After the pain, Zhang Jue laughed arrogantly.
As the guard, Smith couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.
At such a critical juncture, many people in the world had no appetite. Mr. Zhang was probably the only one who could be so carefree.
In fact, everyone in area114 had been taken away by Angelo. There was no chef left, let alone a chef who knew how to cook Chinese cuisine.
So when Zhang Jue took out the tomatoes, eggs, and even the iron pot, everyone was stunned.
Only Yang Xue frowned and said, "I'll find someone to make it for you."
Everyone knew that she had gone to cook.
Our classmate Yang Xue, on the other hand, is good at doing experiments, but not good at cooking.
She added salt twice and tasted it. It was still a little bland, so she added two more spoonfuls.
She tasted it again.
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