Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
“I knew there were others, but how come I can’t find out anything about them?” Situ An’s eyes burned with ambitions. He was like a hungry wolf.
“Do you plan to kill them before they have the chance to grow? It’s pointless. The shadow world will not just choose one person. You can’t kill all of them.” Lu Zang knew Situ An well. “There are only dead Gods in the shadow world. Each parent is a spare vessel they’ve prepared for themselves. When the shadow world successfully unites with the real world, they will be reborn through the parents.”
“Then, will I be consumed too?” Situ An had never heard Lu Zang mention these before.
“That’s why it’s so important to choose which God to aid. They can’t be too weak or too powerful. They can’t be too kind or too evil.” The scars on Lu Zang’s face rippled like scales. After he said that, there was a loud struggle coming from the inner room. Someone slammed into the door.
“It sounds like your new colleague doesn’t like his job.” Situ An didn’t continue this subject. He headed to the door, holding the book. “I want to go see our new family member. What is his name?”
“Chen Meng. He has killed more than one person. Both his brain and his parents have been tricked due to some reason.”
After Situ An left, Lu Zang opened the door to the inner room. Figurines tumbled out. Black mist growled inside the figurines. When one met their eyes, one would be under great mental pressure.
“Move!” Gao Ming pushed Lu Zang brusquely away. A piece of a mud figurine flew into his left eye. There was a small scar on his face.
“Don’t worry. We mean no harm.” Lu Zang observed Gao Ming patiently as the latter stood in the eerie and scary shadow world. The human-skin books fell to the ground. The human faces made from lichen slowly breathed. Things crawled through the bricks. The ground pulsated like a blood vessel. “People” moved outside the door. Some of their heads had been replaced by tools. Others were strung up like puppets. They were all Situ An’s family members. In this strange hospital, Gao Ming didn’t look
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