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 Singer appeared to be crying and the cries carried a melancholy with it. ‘Sometimes, the more you remember, the sadder you’ll be. Perhaps the Singer has already communicated with the old man’s head.’ Han Fei desperately needed Fu Sheng’s memory fragment to understand the cryptic world, and the Singer should know about that. He left behind the altar but carried the old man’s head to another zone. Clearly he was luring Han Fei away from the safety of Ziggurat.
‘The building where the Singer is in is quite unique. All the windows are hanging with red threads and the walls are mottled. The walls have protrusions here and there. It doesn’t look like it is built from bricks, it looks more like a living monster.’ There was everything in the cryptic world. The system was not omnipotent. For example, it couldn’t identify the black creature raised by Xu Qin. No one knew how it came into being. There had to be many unidentifiable things like that in the cryptic world.
‘After I level up the altar, I should try to explore the area adjacent to the Ziggurat.’ The map left behind by Fu Sheng appeared in Han Fei’s mind. The cryptic world was humongous, the areas Han Fei had explored were only a very small part, he hadn’t really walked into the true darkness.
‘To upgrade the altar, I need to satisfy two conditions, reach 100 reputation and 100 afterlife karma.
‘I’ve attempted so many jobs in the cryptic world and have made my mark. Technically my name should be known already but my reputation is only 34, that’s still a distance away from 100. Looks like I was being too low profile before. After I collect sufficient afterlife karma, I’ll have to do a few big things.
‘Gaining friendship from the locals of the cryptic world can increase my reputation; getting them to hate me also can increase my reputation. It’s easier to anger people than to help people.’
Han Fei now only had 1 Life Points to work with but he still planned to make his infamy known. Taking a risk was an understatement for what Han Fei was planning. ‘There are ways
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