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
The East City security members under Jing Tuoshen, the security teams from Xin Lu led by Wan Jie, the many horror game players, Gao Yun’s student councils and the many versions of Gao Ming. All the key players at Han Hai had gathered in the two neighbourhoods. Even Gods couldn’t predict the outcome from so many factors.
These security members and horror game players were elites among elites. They were trained by death. Even though they had lost part of their memories and powers, they were not easy to deal with. If the two Gods focused their power on suppressing Gao Ming, Gao Ming had no chance to escape. However, the other forces had torn this plan wide open. More and more people at Everlasting Life Apartments were woken up by the painter Gao Ming. However, most of them stayed inside their rooms and observed through the peepholes. As time passed, the tenants’ memories were affected. This scary feeling prompted them to try to save themselves. The painter Gao Ming was physically weaker than Zuo Jun. After running for a few minutes, he couldn’t continue anymore. “If Zuo Jun catches up to me, I’ll die, and he’ll get the figurine…” His paintbrush was like a carving knife. The painter Gao Ming used the paint he made from his blood and blotted out the figurine’s eyes. At that moment, all the drawings on the figurine came alive. They crawled into the mud figurine like crazy. A web of blood vessels surfaced on the figurine. The painter Gao Ming did everything to pour the curses into the figurine’s heart.
“My paintings are my life and my consciousness. Gao Ming united with me, and now you’ll unite with me too! Haha!” The painter Gao Ming laughed madly. He made a decision. At the next corner, he lobbed the figurine at Zuo Jun’s face!
The racing Zuo Jun grabbed the figurine subconsciously. Instantly, he felt something was wrong. He felt something staring daggers at his back. He turned and realised the grandmother was glaring at him. The grandmother didn’t show Gao Ming any preferential treatment. She targeted anyone who had
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