Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
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
Sibyl licked her parched lips and glanced at the kettle on the coffee table, feeling even thirstier.
"P-Phobe… Can you give me some water? Please…" Holding a tiny glimmer of hope, Sibyl gathered the courage to plead with the young headliner.
Phoebe turned to look at her, then poured a glass of water and went over.
Just as Sibyl lifted her head to drink, Phoebe splashed the water on her face.
"Here, drink." Phoebe lifted her chin in disdain and waved the empty glass.
Sibyl stared at her in disbelief, the fire in her eyes gradually fading, and she returned to her previous half-conscious state.
Ben glanced at the trembling Sibyl, then shifted his gaze to Phoebe, the headliner who now returned to the sofa, leaning back arrogantly with her feet propped up.
"You shouldn't have done that," Ben couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up. "I've served Mr. Greene for nine years, and in those nine years, I've seen headliners after headliners. Do you know what happened to them in the end?"
Phoebe, her face twisted in disgust, spared a disdainful glance at the disheveled Ben. She had no interest in engaging with this foolish man who had angered Garcia. Rolling her eyes, she turned away.
"You—"
Ben was about to say more when a strange rattling echoed from the direction of the iron door.
Before the three in the basement could discern what this strange noise was, the iron door was kicked open with a resounding crash.
"Who… Aaahhhhh!!!"
Phoebe, who was about to be enraged, leaped up as if her butt had caught fire and ran to the other end of the basement, screaming her head off.
Bursting into the basement were several skeletons armed with sharp knives and clad in bizarre scale armor.
"O Lady Gold Coin!" Despite hurting badly from the lashes, Ben shouted in panic and struggled when he saw the skeletons.
Sibyl, on the other hand, had the most immediate reaction. As soon as the skeletons burst into the room, she fainted without so much as making a sound.
These reaper-like skeletons seemingly full of murderous intent… a
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