Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Han Fei was quite spooked to turn back and be greeted by something like this. After all, he was the closest to the toilet.
“Haven’t we dumped it inside the trashcan already?”
“It’s useless, the red dress will always return…” Brother Hwa’s face was frighteningly pale like something bad was crowding his mind.
“Then how did the other guards deal with it? Burn it? Cut it into pieces? Bury it?”
“It’s all useless. That last time it appeared, the people inside the security room at Building 1 continued to die in strange accidents until the last guard remained. Only then it stopped appearing.” Brother Hwa shrunk his neck and said carefully. “It felt like a blood ritual, only death and blood could chase it away.” Brother Hwa’s words turned the young guard and Han Fei’s expression blue. No one knew where the red dress came from but its appearance meant death. This thing was even scarier than the actual curse. Compared to the young guard, Han Fei was more familiar with the situation of the guards at Ziggurat. Based on the information he got from Yi Ming Security Company, all the guards at Ziggurat were specially picked ‘pots’. The meaning of their existence was to nurture the human cocoons with humanity so that they could bloom with the most brilliant ‘flower’. The Butterfly didn’t care about these guards’ lives. It changed their memory and dropped the guards inside Ziggurat, everything it had done, it was for the human cocoons. As long as it could raise even 1 percent to cultivate the flower, it didn’t mind killing millions of innocent guards.
“Then what should we do now? We can’t just let it stay here, can we?” The young guard hesitated. “How about we try to destroy it more permanently this time? We’ll burn it and then bury its ashes.”
“It’s useless, it will still return.” Brother Hwa took a quick glance at the young guard’s neck and then he shook his head violently to keep his mind clear. The sudden appearance of the red dress had flustered Brother Hwa.
“I have a suggestion…” Han Fei raised his arm with difficulty and offer
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