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 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
The Death Curse on the red dress travelled onto the livestreamer but she didn’t let go of the woman in the red dress. Rumours and horrible comments turned into knives and pierced out from the red dress woman’s skin. The female livestreamer was heavily cut but she still didn’t let go. The incurable disease became a poison and seeped into the livestreamer’s body. Her beautiful face paled and her skin shriveled like a wilted flower. She lost her health and beauty but yet she didn’t let go.
“Nothing will make me let go. I know I have an incurable disease, my parents and doctor never told me when I would die so I was born in the company of despair. But it was also these people who gave me hope to keep on living. I wish to share this hope with more people, to have them see the light!” The wilted bodies melted together. The patterns on the red dress came alive as they washed away the Death Curse. “Even if I am doomed, I will use my own blood to paint out the world’s most vibrant red dress. I will keep my head held high, as I walk through the darkness to embrace the dawn!”
The red dress was like the brightest flower blooming in the dark. At that moment, all the red in the world paled in comparison. Resentment, pain and despair were blinded by hope and positivity. The Death Curse was cleansed. The red dress appeared to have shattered something inside her, her body and presence were madly growing. Red dress was slowly approaching Little Eight’s state but different from Little Eight, she had absolute control of her own resentment!
The red dress fluttered among the weakening Death Curse, the woman wearing the dress turned to Han Fei who was fending off the jumper woman. A temporary yet impactful image appeared in her mind. The scattered red dress pieces were picked up one by one, and then the man’s kind face slowly faded away as she was dropped to safety.
‘How could you leave me here all alone?’
‘Wait for me, I’ll go fetch you.’
‘You’ve saved us earlier so now I’ll help you stop her.’
‘If I survive this, I hope we can be frien
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