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
If possible, Han Fei didn’t want to get the girl’s hands bloody. Picking up the dead baby, the ghost tattoo surfaced on Han Fei’s body, his arms turned red as his fingers closed around the hilt of Rest in peace. He was a butcher, killing was his job. “The pain of the world is too heavy on someone so small, I will set him free.” The hands gathered around the hilt and the brilliant blade became the only light inside Ziggurat. The power of the blade sliced through the dead body. The warmth of humanity embraced the young soul which was trapped within the deepest depths of despair.
The thin blade sliced through the baby’s chest, the dark characters melted like snow. The cursed threads that bound around the body were severed. The blade eventually reached the broken butterfly wing. The jumper woman who was not far away radiated the Death Curse out of her body. Her pupils turned black. She was dominated by hatred, every inch of her skin was painted with death and its ugly scent. She charged at Han Fei. At the same time, a shrill wail came from outside of Building 1, like someone was crying as a sharp blade punctured into its heart.
“Why have you become the kind of person you despise the most?” The little girl moved to block before Han Fei. She opened her arms and regarded the ghost which was at least 10 times larger than her. Controlled by some kind of malignant power, the jumper woman slammed her broken palm on the little girl and Han Fei. At that moment, Rest in Peace melted through the Death Curse, and severed the broken butterfly wing!
The macabre yet beautiful butterfly wing was shattered and so did the lock that it represented. As the butterfly wing vanished, the heart of the jumper woman, the divorced mother, the syringe woman and the little girl bled. The shackles around their hearts broke. The Death Curse stopped appearing on the surface of their skin. The connection which was suppressed started to emerge in their memories. The bloody palm halted above the little girl’s head. The jumper woman’s arm was disintegrat
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