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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
‘I never would have thought this hammer is part of the altar owner’s imagination. In other words, he must have fallen for the boss’ trap on the first night and opened the altar.’ Han Fei still remembered what happened yesterday night. He almost opened the altar but at the last minute, he picked up the tool hammer to smash his pinkie and that woke him up. ‘Just how many things in the memory world are made up? Do I need to use them to rectify his regrets?’
Until now, Han Fei still didn’t quite understand the nature of the missions. For example, he really didn’t want to kill Lin Lu; for example, he didn’t want to abandon the hammer even though he knew it was fake.
“Open it, you don’t have much time left. Everything you need is inside the altar. Open it and you will become your best self and all your desires will be satisfied.” The voice entered Han Fei’s right ear again. Han Fei turned to the shielded altar. Shapes of human faces kept appearing under the black cloth. The lights in the basement started to flicker. Whenever it did, the human faces would change. Sometimes it was an old man, other times a woman or a child.
Han Fei’s words had angered the ‘divine’ inside the altar. As the lights kept flickering, the black cloth united with the darkness around it. It kept growing like a beast that came from hell. ‘I wonder what will happen if I use this hammer constructed by the goodness within the altar owner to smash at the most evil object in his memory.’ Raising the hammer, Han Fei planned to swing it. This world was too painful, destroying it might be a type of salvation.
Just as the hammer was about to connect with the expanding black cloth, the sound of falling came from inside the mall. The sound appeared to trigger some kind of the altar owner’s memory. The lights stopped flickering and the altar returned to normal.
‘The woman from the dressing room has returned?’ Placing the hammer in his pocket, Han Fei grabbed the stock from the shelf and prepared to leave. However, when he walked up the stairs, Han Fei discover
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