Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 541: The Storm Suddenly Arrives
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 191: Lead the Way
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1018- Mother Wheel Space
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 159: Man
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 239: Mist
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1017- Ye Zhongming's idea
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 877: Destiny
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 659 - Great Earthquake
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 540: Blank Paper Floating, as if Life Itself
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 158: Trade
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter - 182 Dekan's Ultimate Joy Card (Long Chapter)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 190: Patiently Holding Our Grounds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1016- Real enemy
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 238: Gamer
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1015- Hunter's identity
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 157: Normal People
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 876: The Place of Dao Proving
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 277 - Waiting For You In The Center Of The Core Area
An open taunt!
It had been quite some time since someone dared to do this to Jing Tuoshen. He looked at the man on the screen in the strange mask as he took out a black box from his chest. Jing Tuoshen looked at the man as he opened the box. A strong scent of decay floated out. He extended his fair fingers and pulled out a doll made from old clothes. Without any hesitation, Jing Tuoshen pierced his clean fingers through the doll’s heart.
The cries echoed in the room. The security members averted their eyes. The doll cried like a baby. Its small limbs wiggled about as blood oozed from its chest. Jing Tuoshen gripped the doll tightly as it struggled in his palm. The doll eventually disappeared into the shadow.
The investigation centre had many cursed items. The research department’s job was to analyse them and use them to deal with the shadow world. They separated the cursed items into many levels. The one Jing Tuoshen used was an extremely rare item. Once the user knew the target’s name and appearance, the user could summon tragedy on them.
“Qian Junran is a student from Class 13. We still haven’t found him. Who would have thought he’d appeared like this?” Chen Guan’s gaze was complicated. They were supposed to attack the horror game players, but these people were the ones who saved the public when tragedy struck. “I’ve not heard of this group of people before. How did they grow under the watchful eyes of the investigation centre?”
“The issue is they’ve provided Han Hai with a new choice of faith.” Chen Yuntian glanced at Jing Tuoshen. The chiefs talked among themselves. Jing Tuoshen didn’t stop them. He waved behind him. The security member opened a black box and took out a heavily damaged black band.
Jing Tuoshen activated the band and closed his eyes to wait. A few minutes later, a woman’s voice came, “Hello. This is Perfect Life’s fourth chatroom. How can I help you?”
Jing Tuoshen rambled off a bunch of codes, and the woman’s tone changed, “Please ensure there are no living humans around you. Please switc
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