Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
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)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
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
The last step of the ritual was completed. Of the four shapes, three of them had melted into the blood pool a long time ago. Only the Living Shape was harder to come back. The Living Shape had to retain their humanity and not be affected by the meat in the building. Of the entire building, only Gong Xi’s grandmother fit this requirement. The reason she was spared until then was probably she was the last sacrifice for the God of Flesh and Blood. Of course, Gong Xi didn’t know this. He thought that his grandmother was his secret.
Gong Xi, with the mutated mouth, dived into the pool to save his grandmother. Uncle Wu looked at Gong Xi with pity and then climbed towards the heart of God above the figurine. When was Uncle Wu replaced? Maybe it was several hours ago, or maybe it was decades ago. The figurine didn’t resist Uncle Wu. With each of his steps, he assimilated better with the figurine. When he picked down the heart, he would have fully joined with the figurine.
Xuan Wen and Situ An’s soul were fast, but they were still too slow. Uncle Wu had predicted this result. The God of Flesh and Blood knew everyone in the building, but there was a loophole in his calculation.
“Brother Zhao, grab him!” The twisted arm grabbed Uncle Wu’s ankle. Zhao Xi’s head slowly raised. He could barely hold his body together.
“Let go!” Uncle Wu kicked Zhao Xi, but Zhao Xi’s body started to envelop Uncle Wu.
“What is this thing?” Uncle Wu took out a talisman and tossed it on Zhao Xi. The talisman contained the pictures of the victim. They lit up as they touched Zhao Xi’s body.
As the two fought, Situ An’s soul rapidly approached. The soul with two faces opened its mouth to bite at the translucent heart.
“Get lost!” Xuan Wen shouted aggressively. Broken faces flashed in her eyes. The emotions of strangers evoked the shadow. Xuan Wen used her blood to weave a shadowy web. Xuan Wen could control the shadow. This was the power given to her by the shadow world, but the more she used it, the
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