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 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
Gao Ming treated the faceless figurine inside the mirror as a horror story; the ironic thing was the figurine treated Gao Ming as a horror story. The two horrors stared at each other, not knowing what the other was thinking.
The faceless figurine represented the dead Gods in the shadow world. They once lived in their own assigned rules. They might appear to be the villains, but no one followed the rules more than they did. Gao Ming represented a new force. His goal was to kill fate and overturn the rules.
“Humans will turn to God during desperation. However, how will they know that the desperation they face is designed by God all along?” The faceless figurine didn’t underestimate Gao Ming. It had experienced the horror of the God of Flesh and Blood at the Li San Hospital. It treated Gao Ming as an equal.
After surviving so many scary things, Gao Ming completed the swift in identity. He changed from the food served on the table to a guest at the dining table.
Different from the ‘friendly chat’ inside the bathroom, the atmosphere in the activity room was tense. Fan Li’s group saw a lot of ghosts moving through the computer screen, and they panicked.
“I told you we shouldn’t come here!” Youyou screeched. The fear enveloped her. “Is it too late for us to leave now?”
“We need to go!” Brother Lee calculated the time, “We can’t be trapped by them!”
They failed to find the mud figurine, but they fell into a trap. Ou Yang Susu carried Sister Zhang and ran towards the exit, ignoring the latter’s resistance.
The folding door opened. The ghost music came from outside. A ghost with a drawn face poked through the door. The sleeves dripped on the ground. The singing faceless ghost flitted everywhere as its voice sharpened and rose. It almost pierced their eardrums.
“Fuck! Why is she here?”
“I’ll pull her attention, and you need to find an opening to get out!” Fan Li charged at the ghost as he pulled out a knife. He was scared, but everyone forced him to be brave. He had accepted that fate.
“Where is Gao Ming? We need t
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