Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3848: Half-man, Half-serpent
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 365: Two?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1249- Missing and progress
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 286: Benefits
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1248- Five things
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 978: Division and Unification
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 350 - Grinding Stones For Godly General Lin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 650: This Isn't The Final Farewell For Us
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 364: Cruel Self-Reflection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 42.1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 285: Embroidered Shoes
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1247- Firm defence
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 977: Sentimentality
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1246- Source battle (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 649: On Whose Shoulders Will the Future of the Great Liang Dynasty Rest?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 284: Do You Believe Me?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 363: I Want Save All of Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1245- Source battle
Gao Ming was very familiar with Fear Illness. He knew that at the last stage, the illness would manifest the collective fear. However, he didn’t expect Ji Jie’s fear manifestation to be the God of Flesh and Blood. Different from the God of Flesh and Blood in Gao Ming’s heart, Ji Jie had added changes to it. The giant tree of flesh stunned even Gao Ming.
“Is this how the God of Flesh and Blood will evolve into in the end? A tree?”
Gao Ming couldn’t tell for sure, but he could sense the clanging of the chains in the torture room. The real God of Flesh and Blood was really excited.
“Run! Why are you still standing there?” Xi San was a good man. He had already escaped, but he came back to shove Gao Ming into motion, “Quick!”
Gao Ming was knocked over. He fell beside a chair and looked up.
Eight giant fleshy branches spread on the roof of the hall. Small capillaries grew rapidly. The branches exploded into a tree crown. Each leave was made of the student’s fear.
Faces moved on the bark. Xia Yang’s paintings came alive. The human faces in his paintings had all four mouths. They cackled as they chased after the other students in the hall. The screams pierced the eardrums. This was a tragedy. The hall was like hell.
Overcoming Fear Illness was very simple. As long as one had no fear, the manifestation wouldn’t hurt oneself. The key problem was even Gao Ming was affected by that situation. Once fear infected more than enough people, rationality would be abandoned. Students trampled over each other as they tried to escape. No one would have time to figure out how the monster came to be. They just wanted to escape. The more they tried to run, the more frightened they would be. The more frightened they were, the more realistic the monster became.
The hall could only take 300 students, but students filed in with no regard for the capacity. The corridors were filled with people. In a rough estimate, there were 400 students in the hall. And every one of them was there because they were under too much mental pressure and w
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