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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
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
“Why is the cover like this? Had I voluntarily welcomed death to forget about the past? Why?” What could have a person experienced that he’d be mad enough to forget his past actively? Han Fei’s heart pounded. This time, it was not because of fear but another emotion that he couldn’t decrypt. “Someone wants to kill me, and he has already succeeded ninety-nine times, or I have cooperated with him and died ninety-nine times…” His mind only had some death memories left. Han Fei stood under the bloody night and scanned the other players.
“Who can that person be? Whose body does he inhabit? Is it one of the players, my parents, or my doctor?” The clown gave Han Fei a lot of important info. This appeared to be their deal. The clown’s appearance confirmed something for Han Fei. He was not a scriptwriter. He was most likely the player who had gotten ninety-nine points.
Putting away the piece of paper, Han Fei’s face darkened under the blood night. ‘The clown killed someone without mercy. I felt like he had killed me many times too. He is not a good person, but he didn’t seem like he was lying to me. What kind of choice do I need to make? Or what is the right choice?’
While Han Fei was pondering this, the other players panicked. A group of players surrounded the dead player, and they wanted to wake him. The stronger players focused on the monster called Bliss. The more it was attacked, the crazier it got. The twenty-two arms represented strong determination to tear everyone into pieces to become fertilizers.
“F! Someone’s dead!”
“I can’t do this anymore! Retreat!”
“Let the people with special talent go first!”
The players shouted. F avoided the monster’s first wave of attack and said coolly, “No one is leaving! The ghost who killed Short Hair is in this building. If you run away in panic, you will be killed! Do you want to be the next Short Hair?” F didn’t order the players to stay. Instead, he gave them a valid reason.
“The ghost has already left. If you want to escape, this is your only chance.” Han Fei didn’t mean to go a
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