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!
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
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
The headless door guardian was eager for murder. The blood capillaries sucked on the blood from the newbie investigators. The newbies only had one choice, and that was to open the door before they died.
“Push! Trigger your strongest survival instinct! Push open the door!”
These newbies were all selected by Xia Yang. It was easy for him to kill them. Instead, he used his own methods to select them. After experiencing fear and death, the newbies improved greatly in terms of mental strength. More importantly, the seeds planted by Xia Yang started to grow. Xia Yang’s death portrait had a very special power. It allowed him to paint the death portraits of the living. Xia Yang could use this method to control people’s souls. The shadow world could corrupt the real world, and Xia Yang could corrupt normal souls by enlarging the obsession deep inside their hearts.
“Push! I’m being eaten!” The newbie who was pushed to the front had his body plastered to the door. His hands ‘grew’ into the door. A lot of capillaries crawled into his body to pull him towards the door.
The newbie’s face slammed into the door. Endless vessels surged into his eyes and ears, causing him to scream. The scream only lasted for a few seconds before his eyes numbed like his emotions had been consumed by the door.
“Fuck! Hang in there! You have to focus on your obsession! Do not forget your connection to the real world! Dig deep into your memories!” He Yi wanted to open the bloodred door. If the newbies failed, he had to send his own people. “Focus! Remember!”
The newbie seemed to remember something. Light returned to his eyes, and pain returned to his body. “Help me! I don’t want to die!” He refused to give up, but he couldn’t open the door. The man suffered unimaginable pain as his body slowly became part of the bloodred door. Hearing his scream, the others pushed harder. The capillaries slowly crawled over everyone. Everyone started to mutate to varying degrees. Some of them grew sharp blades in their flesh. Burn marks surfaced on some of their backs. The
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