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
Pairs of eyes stared transfixed at the changing number on the panel. Some of them were hungry for blood, others were deep with despair, a few were just coldly detached. All of them reigned in their presence and waited patiently. The red color on the black elevator panel screen appeared to be bleeding. 10 seconds later, the elevator finally stopped. The bloody doors opened slowly and the stinging smell of decomposition and blood spread. Then a pair of large hands reached out from inside the cargo elevator. The hands covered with death spots were almost greyish purple in color. The bloated fingers were adorned with several expensive rings. As the body continued to grow in size, the rings were practically stuck inside the flesh.
A heavy breathing followed as the hands slowly pushed to ease its large body out. The tailored suit was drenched in grave wax, and it radiated a horrible stench. A tie dangled unevenly around the fatty neck. “Who moved the bookshelf?” A raspy voice came from the cracked lips. An impossibly ugly face was reflected on the glass cupboard. The legs that stretched out from the elevator halted as if the owner had sensed something. After a temporary pause, the limbs shrunk back and the pudgy finger pressed repeatedly on the elevator button. The silvery grey doors started to close but it only managed to go halfway before they stopped.
A crying voice started to echo inside the cramped elevator booth. Dark black eyes opened among the walls. The temperature inside the booth started to plummet like a trap had been triggered! Without warning, the stuck elevator doors were pried open and the red warning appeared on the panel—Overload!
Pairs of pale hands appeared and ashen faces squeezed into the booth. Before the well-dressed monster could react, he was already surrounded. Its throat gargled anxiously. Light black mist exuded out from his wet clothes. When the crying approached, he rammed out from the cargo elevator!
The crying became more intense, and more eyes opened on the door of the office. Dripping w
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