Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
The chef opened the big red door. They could hear the sound of chanting outside and the smell of delicious meat. Gao Ming followed the chef. He saw many portraits inside the room. Everyone looked strange, and they had names written on them.
“Does each portrait represent a living person?”
The faint smell of meat came from the portraits. Gao Ming then realised the portrait was not painted on paper but on human skin.
After entering the room, Gao Ming felt like he was being stared at by pairs of eyes. Gong Xi immediately bowed to the ground. He didn’t dare to lift his head. The chef didn’t seem to sense the outside world. He pulled back the black cloth in the middle of the room and revealed the giant altar table.
The table was red, and eight empty plates were placed on it. An investigator knelt on the table. He wore the centre uniform. His neck was covered with black words. His mouth chanted words that no one could understand.
“Why would there be an investigator here?” Zhu Suisui was still confused when Gao Ming retreated. There was no figurine on the altar. The thing being worshipped there had been stolen away!
The chef collapsed to the ground. His heart was pierced, and his head fell. The chanting slowly faded away. Footsteps came from all sides. The investigator also stood up. He was handsome-looking but half of his face was blotted out by the black characters.
“Don’t misunderstand. We’re also members of the investigation centre.” Gao Ming showed his black band. “Old City Division Li San Centre Team One’s Leader, Gao Ming.”
The young investigator wiped away the blood on his knife and said coldly, “East City Division Queens Investigation Centre Centre Captain, Qing Ge.”
“Centre Captain?” The captain of Li San Investigation Centre was 40 plus. Qing Ge looked not older than 25. Gao Ming believed he was older than Qing Ge.
“Do you know the damage your rash actions have caused? It ruined the trap we had set for weeks.” Qing Ge’s voice was soft, but he radiated a dangerous presence. “Who told you to come here?”
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