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Thud!
The severed arm dropped to the ground, still firmly clasping the notebook.
Countless pitch-black runes crawled out from the notebook, spreading in all directions, as a chilling breath swiftly proliferated.
Xu Yuan, as a Guimaster, was naturally unaffected.
But he immediately looked anxiously towards his master, only to discover the last few members of the Sky Net Bureau perishing in an instant.
However, his master, still vigorous in old age, suddenly acted with a determined resolve, leaping through the air, moving as swiftly as a Spirit Ape, vaulting thirty feet to snatch the black notebook off the ground and take off running.
While running, he also shouted, "Apprentice… quickly deal with that person, then come find your master!"
Xu Yuan felt a surge of urgency in his heart, but had no choice but to focus intently on facing the reviving zombie head!
"Disappear like a ghost!"
"Ghostly gods weep at night!"
