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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
After Xu Qin left, Han Fei started to inspect the room. This room used to belong to the 8th persona, it might contain some useful clues. ‘All the rooms at this place have about the same layout, in fact, they resemble the room layout at the plant’s living compound in real life, even the location of the altar inside each room is the same.’ Stopping at the corner, Han Fei already noticed the altar when he entered the room but he was still too injured at the time to do anything about it. ‘Be it in real life or in the cryptic world, the building where the author lived is filled with a lot of altars even though he had stated explicitly that he was not a religious person in the House of the Butcher.’
Slowly removing the black cloth over the altar, Han Fei was about to open the small wooden doors when Weep suddenly stopped him. “What’s wrong? Is there a danger?” Weep bristled like a cat being threatened. Looking at the blood that leaked out from the gaps on the altar, Han Fei decided to let it be. ‘The blood on the altar is already dried, the door probably hasn’t been moved for a long time already. I better not take unknown risks. I should wait for Xu Qin to return and ask for her opinion first.’
The room was well-kept, the place was regularly cleaned and everything was placed neatly. In fact the owner perhaps suffered from OCD because even the distance between each decoration was similar. The living room, kitchen and bathroom were all incredibly tidy but it was a whole 180 when Han Fei entered the bedroom. Bloodied bandages and clothes littered the ground. The mattress was cut with knives and there was dried blood everywhere. The light on the ceiling was shattered. The cupboard toppled over, the study table was sawn apart. Basically any place that was big enough to hide a person had been destroyed. The window was sealed up with cement. The peeled walls were filled with red scratch marks made from nails and knives. The blood red character was imbued with the house owner’s pain, just a glance at them could cause great disco
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