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
The Evil Soul didn’t fear the ‘guardians’ at Ziggurat. In his eyes, there were only 2 kinds of people at Ziggurat, the type he could kill and the type he would kill with outside help. The space under the second daughter’s bed appeared to be connected to another world. Countless figurines crawled out. They were of varying sizes and had different expressions.
Using his left leg, the Evil Soul stomped the figurines that came close to him. The hair that was trapped inside the figurines floated into the air. “The hair is hidden inside the figurines. Were the figurines worshiping the owner of the hair or the owner of the hair is the master of the figurines?”
The yellow papers with various Death Curses were torn apart. After the figurines were shattered, the Death Curses bound themselves around the hair. Even after destruction, they would stay with the hair forever. Waving his arms, the Evil Soul slammed at the bed with a wicked grin.
The bed collapsed. The figurines crawled out from the broken bed frame. They gushed out like waves. “Each figurine has a strand of hair inside them? Human beings have around 100000 hair, are there 100000 figurines under the bed then?” The Evil Soul’s bloody lips curled. “How cheap can you get?”
A singular figurine was unable to affect the Evil Spirit. But when faced with hundreds of them, even the senior monster started to wound. The ghosts hidden inside the figurines were very unique. Perhaps they had spent a long time with the hair, the presence of the hair’s owner rubbed off on them and they became immune to most of the Death Curse. There was constant shattering. A yin energy storm swept through the room. There were broken figurines everywhere.
However, the owner of the hair appeared to be an Unmentionable. Even the senior monster’s black flame of hatred couldn’t burn through the hair. As the figurines shattered, the Evil Soul collected the hair. He had no idea what they were for but his instinct told him the hair was very dangerous. He planned to send them inside Room 4044. After ensurin
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