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
Standing on the wooden table on the 7th floor, Han Fei had the abyss behind him. This was the first time he was so cornered since he entered the memory world. The shadows were like rising sea water, attempting to submerge Han Fei. Soon the mall would lose everything that glowed.
“I know you’ve experienced something similar but if you don’t break this cycle, the tragedy will continue and no one can break the curse.” Pain came from his legs. Bloody fingers grabbed the edge of the table. Worms that crawled out from the rotten skin bit at Han Fei’s legs. There were too many scary things hidden in the dark. Even for Han Fei who had survived in the cryptic world for so long, he couldn’t describe the ugliness of the monsters at the mall. “Have you all lost your mind?” Han Fei could feel the shadows at the mall were imperfect. They were incomplete, they were missing parts of their soul or body.
Some of them had no brain and their heads were stuffed with wooden splinters; some were excellent chefs but they could only cook with human flesh; the customers on the 5th floor had retained their human shapes but they had lost their humanity. “What is wrong with all of you?”
The banners at the ceiling turned to black hair and giant eyeballs stared down at Han Fei, he was the only sane person at the mall. When the whole world was crazy, the sane person was the odd one out.
Darkness invaded and madness spread. Han Fei was forced closer to the edge!
Dong! The bell chimed inside the mall shrouded in darkness, it was like a call from hell. The jumpers on the first floor started to spread. Their expressions took on great sincerity. The old man whose head was filled with wooden chips knelt to the ground. He placed his hands before him and stuck his face to the ground; Beside the old man was a pretty-looking girl. She was tall but there appeared to be some problem with her brain because her expression was lifeless. Her limbs were tied with ropes like a puppet; behind the girl was a drunkard. He was covered in mud and his clothes were bound
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