Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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
The carcasses were strung together via the phone lines, they were pieced together to protect the cursed object placed in the middle. Lee Huo who had consumed his elder brother was completely out of control. He could not tell what was before him. Black mist curled around his fists and it appeared to be able to burn through ghosts. He attacked indiscriminately. The carcasses in the grave were pummelled through. The damage caused by the mist was shared among all the guests at the hostel. While Lee Huo attracted the hostel owner’s attention, Han Fei closed his eyes to focus on controlling the paper doll.
The memories in his mind were dyed red. The horrors the paper doll had experienced started to affect Han Fei. If he had not died so many times during the Manager Mission, his mind would have collapsed by now. The multiple deaths strengthened his resolve. Han Fei gritted his teeth and ignored the visions before his eyes. He focused on making the doll squeeze deeper into the grave. While Lee Huo made a mess of the grave, the doll infiltrated into it. The biggest weakness of the thing buried deep underground was its immobility. The doll eventually reached the core of the grave. There was an old man residing at the centre of the grave. His body was shrivelled. Blood red phone lines bound around him. His eyes were filled with pain and regret.
‘The real owner of the hostel is this old man?’ Regardless, Han Fei had no time to waste. If he hesitated, Drake would die. Han Fei gave the final order to the paper doll which was to cut through the phone lines that circulated around the old man. The smell of blood dispersed around the room. A scary smile lit up the doll’s face as it plunged its paper hands into the old man’s chest. The doll did not follow Han Fei’s order. It was distracted by something. It laughed soundlessly as its hands gouged out a hole at the old man’s chest. As blood coursed through its body, the doll jumped into the old man’s chest. At that moment, every ghost inside the hostel stopped.
Seconds later, the doll
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