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 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
The situation turned immediately. Han Fei’s perfect acting had successfully fooled the old man. Even though the old man eventually caught onto the ploy, it was already too late. Han Fei also wanted to find a secluded place to deal with the old man, so Uncle Lee had set the perfect scene for his own death. Before she appeared in person, the smell of blood already suffused the underground room. Xu Qin, enshrouded in blood mist, appeared at the door of the butcher’s knife holding her table knife. The smell of blood curled into nostrils and the sound of children crying echoed in his ears. The blood evoked the murderous intent in people’s heart while the crying dampened one’s soul with deep melancholy and despair.
The worst memory in the old man’s mind began to surface. The scenarios that he had been trying to avoid confronted him. His expression became scarier and more twisted, his eyes overflowing with hatred. The darker side that he had been keeping hidden showed itself. The skin that wrapped around his bones started to crack. The age spots on his arm and face morphed into some kind of curse. Uncle Lee had been harbouring a deep resentment against time, the cruelty that it had descended upon him, one that he was powerless to stop. All the goodness in the world wouldn’t involve him anymore, after all, his life was reaching its end soon. In this final moment of his life, he did not wish to give anyone blessing, instead he hoped to drag everyone down with him into the pits of hell.
Han Fei had done deep research into each one of Spider’s personas. Among them, Ol’ Lee represented the helplessness of human nature before the vicissitudes of life and the overwhelming sense of loss before the yawning abyss that was human destiny. This persona could be easily taken advantage of by the Butterfly, so Han Fei made Ol’ Lee his first target. The old man slowly morphed into a monster. His body elongated in size as his bones cracked noisily. He was like a scarecrow draped in human skin. There was no humanity left in him, only hatred
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