Thanks to the Battle of the Dragon and the rewards of the brothers of the East Emperor of Heaven... Regarding the update, how to say this book has been written to almost 1.8 million words. It has entered the final stage, and there will be about 400,000 or 500,000 completed copies.

I was lucky enough to not write a lot, but in fact, many places in the middle have undergone major modifications, and even many places have become a problem. In this case, if you want to explode or something, you are afraid that the plot will no longer be controlled. You don’t want to see the ending of a mess, right?

This book will probably be completed in June as planned, and the new book will be in the manuscript, and the new book will be released in May. I hope everyone will support it at that time...

Regarding a book friend who has been following, I left a message in the book review area about the question of the man who had to abandon the book after reading that chapter. Although I don’t know why, I naturally have a complete idea. If the book friend can’t stand it, I can only say sorry. Thank you for your long-term support. That’s all, thank you...

"By the way, I forgot to tell you. According to the probability, I have discovered the traces of Earth's protection movement. This is the address, you can go and catch people! If you go fast enough, people should not have died yet!" Wen Fei's joking voice came over again.

In modern time and space, Wen Fei did not control the entire underworld like the Ghost Emperor, and had endless ghosts to drive it.

However, Wen Fei has collected a lot of ordinary ghosts in modern time and space. Since he cannot win by quantity like the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty, he has to win by quality!

Too powerful. The biggest harm of power beyond the boundary of the earth is that it can also show traces in the naked eyes of ordinary people.

So Wenfei could not have done anything under the surveillance of so many cameras.

But Wen Fei's current power is no longer something that can only be used by his side.

It was daytime now, but under Wen Fei's command, the ghost soldiers he drove gathered in the narrow and dirty alley of this guesthouse.

Almost any place with a bright surface is the same, and there is an unknown side behind it. For example, no matter how magnificent a hotel is, there is usually a dark one. It cannot shine in the sun all year round, and there are greasy alleys everywhere. For example, it is the same here!

This kind of alley is usually a road where various substances or garbage from the hotel are in and out. Trucks of rotten water are often transported from here. So the ground here is covered with a layer of oil and can't be washed clean no matter how it is.

In this kind of place, except for the hotel service staff or those transporting stolen water, few people will enter and exit.

This is especially true when the entire guesthouse was taken over by a task force. The police inspector who handled the case even sent someone to guard the back door.

But now there is no one in this alley. Even the policeman guarding the back door retreated into the room and closed the door tightly.

One after another, the cold wind was like scrambling out of hell, dancing in this narrow alley.

The ghost soldiers followed Wen Fei's order and gathered together in this alley without seeing the light.

At this time, a halo suddenly appeared in the alley, floating high above the ground in the air. If someone saw it, they might think it was something UFO.

But under the bathing of this halo, the ghost soldiers who were originally invisible to the naked eye appeared one by one from the cold wind.

These are wolf souls. If you remember correctly, they are all those in the Snow Mountain Spirit Realm. Bathed under this brilliance, their original gray fur quickly developed towards silver, and even their bodies became larger, like calfs.

As the light dissipated, these wolf souls made a sound of whimpering sound, wrapped in the cold wind again. Under the sunshine, on the road, a wind was heading towards the hotel where Paul was.

Finally, only one god general was left on the spot. He looked extremely ferocious, with a red face, two thick fangs on his lips, and even four arms.

Its body slowly disappeared, but there was no trace of cold wind. It walked out with a swaying swaying.

"Hi...Did you hear the wolf scream?" Several chefs in the kitchen looked at each other.

"What time has it been, and where are there any wolf? It's not like the deep mountains and old forests. Besides, even in those mountains now, wolves may not be found!" said a chef.

Although he said so, his face became particularly strange. It was obvious that he himself heard the screams.

Suddenly someone had a sudden whim: "Is it the wolf from the zoo that ran out? I remember that this kind of thing seemed to be reported in newspapers before!"

Finally, the chefs turned their attention to the lazy policeman. He couldn't sit still anymore. When he opened the back door, he saw nothing. Even the evil little whirlwind that had just happened...

At this time, Paul was already rolling on the floor of the suite in a mess, covered in blood. His companion, Albert, was not much better. He hid behind a coffee table in a mess.

"Hell... why are there so many natural spirits here!" Albert held the badge made of oak heart tightly, hoping to resist the attack of these evil forces.

"These are not natural spirits. Judging from their appearance, they must be manipulated spirits." A huge brown bear appeared behind Paul, and he made a roaring gesture, slapped a silver wolf that was rushing towards him.

This is Paul's guardian spirit, and it is also the biggest reason why these druids are regarded as being transformed into animals by humans.

Communication and manipulation of various spirits in nature is the specialty of every primitive religion. Only after the divine system evolves to a certain extent will the prototype of the dark world appear and separate the boundaries between humans and ghosts.

So for mature religions, there is nothing difficult to deal with!

"Ao..." Albert let out a wolf howl, but it was bitten by a wild wolf behind him.

Originally, his body was not good and he suffered any harm, but his soul was bitten off. It appeared directly on his body, and a bloody tooth mark appeared behind him.

Paul was not much better. He now almost thought that he was not in such a city with a population of millions. Instead, he was in a prehistoric land that was not civilized at all and was in a ignorant stage.

I don't know where so many silver wolf souls came out, and they attacked them with life. If it were one or two, whether it was Paul or Albert, they could easily destroy it.

But what appears now is not one or two wolf souls, or even seventeen or eighteen. But at least hundreds of them, and then attack them. Paul is still a little bit better, after all, he has a guardian of the guardian spirit.

Albert's Oak Heart is now in this cement forest city, and it is like a dream to communicate the power of nature.

The brown bear guardian spirit roared anger. It was surrounded by five silver wolf souls that were no more than it. These wolf souls retained the habit of hunting during their lifetime. They actually attacked and feinted, all of which were proficient in their sneak attacks and left traces one after another on the brown bear guardian spirit.

"What should I do now?" Albert shouted: "I can't stand it!" As soon as he finished speaking, a wolf soul bit his throat.

The soul's injuries can be directly reflected in the **. It's like someone touching a high-voltage wire without electricity but ending up being killed by electric shock.

The relationship between body and mind is mysterious. In short, Albert's throat was bitten open and blood was flowing out.

Paul could clearly see that Albert's power was bitten out of his body, causing almost all his hair to stand up. He began to feel that things were not that simple.

Maybe he should have left the city earlier, or he shouldn't have come to this evil country.

But now I regret it, it's too late. The brown bear guardian spirit was bitten by the wolf pack and was scarred and half dead. At the same time, Paul was also greatly hurt. You should know that his soul and the guardian spirit are closely linked.

But at this time, the wolf souls gave up their attack on Paul. A god-general dressed in golden armor walked in from outside the window.

Paul's eyes were almost glaring. The situation in front of him had already exceeded any imagination. You must know that such a powerful spirit has far exceeded the scope of the guardian spirit.

Perhaps only in ancient times, the ancestor spirits or totems worshipped by those tribes had such powerful power.

But thinking about the huge population of this country, Paul felt relieved again. You should know that the ancient Celtic tribes were only a few thousand people, with 20,000 or 30,000 people, which was already a super huge tribe.

And even if the population of such an inconspicuous city is more than the total population of the Celtics back then.

The God General took a few steps and came to Paul's body. The light flashed and changed into Wen Fei's appearance.

This made Paul's pupils tightly shrink and he shouted, "It's you? You devil!"

Wen Fei laughed: "You actually have the nerve to call me a devil? It seems that you have bad intentions to deal with me!"

There was no smile in his eyes, which made Paul feel heartbroken. If he was a reckless and ignorant person, he would still dare to be stubborn at this time. But Paul did not dare. As a druid, he knew very clearly that death was not the end.

It angered Wen Fei, and Wen Fei had a thousand ways to cure his soul until Wen Fei became tired of it.

Paul said in fear: "I...I don't know, I don't know you are also a druid!"

Wen Fei smiled and said, "If you don't know, you can push things completely? If you don't know that I have magic, you can frame me? And you don't know who the people outside..."

He said, pointing out the window: "Can you want to kill people with a virus?"

"I...I..." Paul wriggled with difficulty, so he couldn't secrete a little saliva from his mouth.

"Tell me, are you telling the matter yourself, or do I do it?" Wen Fei asked. He had ten thousand ways to know everything he wanted to know from Paul's soul.

But what Paul told me was beyond Wen Fei's expectations.

The Earth Protection Movement believes that humans belong to the biggest scum on this blue planet, just like cancer cells in the human body.
Chapter completed!