Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 341 - Turns Out The Wind God Prefers Simplicity
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.1: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 274: Show Starts
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 353: What is Gao Ming's Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1226- Deal if you agree
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1225- Urge to bite him
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 340 - All Monsters Cleared; Dungeon Upgraded
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 37.2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.2: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 2
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 352: July 14
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 273: Prop
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1224- Saint Father's death
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 968: The White Bone Gate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1223- Digging three feet
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 37.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 642.1: A Sword Is More Than Just a Sword, a Scholar Is Also a Person - Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3842: Enemies
“Are you scared?”
“Yes.”
“Then, why don’t you run?”
“Why should I run? Isn’t it easier to kill it?”
Chen Yuntian looked at Bai Xiao, who charged into the flames. He was reminded of the first time they met. In a Level 3 Anomaly, Bai Xiao and his little sister were the only survivors of the whole incident. To survive that long night, Bai Xiao tried every method. They struggled at the edge of death. However, after the investigators intervened, Bai Xiao didn’t leave. He chose to follow them into the building for the second time.
The image of the young Bai Xiao overlapped with the current Bai Xiao, who was swinging his knife in the flames. He had never changed. Han Hai belonged to the living. Those who should flee were the ghosts in the shadows!
Chen Yuntian’s order to retreat stuck in his throat. He didn’t lower his hands but waved them forward. “Support Bai Xiao!”
None of the investigators retreated. The group of normal people charged into the sea of fire with no hesitation on their faces. The investigators were the centre’s cannon fodder. The old man was not wrong. They were like toys to the ghosts. However, most of the information in the centre was obtained with the lives of the cannon fodder.
“Come back. You are not his match.” The old man was anxious. His breath was catching. His body felt like falling apart with each of his steps. The fire had ruined his everything. He needed the investigators’ aid to escape. The investigators flew into the flames. They were like devils from hell, immune to fear and pain.
The old man watched the flames consume the investigators. These idiots didn’t possess the ghost tattoo and didn’t know how to use the cursed items. They had no methods to fight the ghosts, but they were fearless.
“Do you want to die?” Xia Yang was held back by the paper dolls. He possessed the old man’s self-portrait and was limited by layers of curses. He couldn’t use his full power. This was the second time he was injured recently. After avoiding another slash by Bai Xiao, Xia Yang got the hint from Gao Ming. The God of
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