Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 308: Map
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 230: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1142- Frost Monster
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 931: Betrayer of the Dao
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 932: Transcendence
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1141- This is bird
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 316 - A Trail Of Slaughter; Rising Murderous Aura
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 2
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 604: There's a Long Road Ahead
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3821: Sudden Drop in Strength
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 307: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 229: Familiar
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1140.5- Needle Bird change (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 930: Miniaturization
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1140- Needle Bird change
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 1
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 28: The Demon King’s Summon
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 602: Reputation After Death Isn't Important
The dark, out-of-place shadow that had bowed gracefully vanished again in the blink of an eye, as if it were foam or an illusion.
However, the stares of others around and the servant’s cries couldn’t be faked.
Smash! John was dazed and the glass in his hand hit the ground and shattered, causing him to shudder. Then, as if waking up from a dream, he realized the seriousness of the problem and his heart plummeted.
Dead? All dead?
A sense of ominous foreboding made his blood run cold. His expression immediately turned twisted as he rushed forward and grabbed the servant’s collar tightly. With his body trembling, he roared, “What do you mean by all dead? What exactly happened? Explain yourself!”
The servant's face was covered in snot and tears, choking and struggling to breathe properly from John’s tight grip. As his face gradually turned red, he said with great difficulty, “Master and the others… they were carrying out… the slave binding ritual… Then suddenly, suddenly, everything turned black for a moment. The ritual was forcefully interrupted and the entire house collapsed after. Then it started to burn. It was too fast, too fast… I didn't know anything. I just crawled forward and ran out…"
John's eyes were those of a man-eating beast as he stared daggers at the servant before him. "You ran away?" he hissed through his teeth.
The servant was frightened but he shook his head at once. "No, no, no, I didn't run… Master asked me to find and inform you…"
John's hands tightened around the servant's neck as he face turned even more malevolent. "To inform me that they're all dead? If you don’t know anything, how do you know everyone’s dead? Stop with your nonsense!”
The noble youth was unimaginably calm. At such an occasion, even if all his family members were dead, he couldn’t let this matter be concluded like this! He had to… leave himself time to find a way out.
Otherwise—John thought about the guess he just had moments ago as well as the words he had just said—he, too, would be dead.
"Gurgh gurgh…" The servan
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