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!
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
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Qiang Wei didn’t tell anyone about his plan. He didn’t even ponder about it often lest others read his thoughts. Regarding F, Qiang Wei felt more fear than trust. He had no idea how many players would survive in the future F saw. F never shared his vision with anyone. He only told them what to do. Everyone followed him blindly. However, F never saw them as partners but more as tools. Qiang Wei didn’t deny F’s capability, but he didn’t like how F did things.
As F’s predictions slowly came true, the players started to gather around F. Qiang Wei had fewer people he could trust. It made him feel anxious. Qiang Wei didn’t like this feeling. Instead of following another person’s laid-out future, he preferred to grab his own destiny.
The players arrived at the fourth floor, but something even more troublesome awaited them. The song rang in everyone’s ears. Their souls felt like they were departing from their bodies. “The song feels like it’s summoning our souls.” They couldn’t see the singer or pinpoint the source of the song. The other illusions in the nightmare only affected specific people, but the song enveloped the entire neighborhood. This represented the power of something beyond Pure Hatred. Even in the nightmare, it possessed the power of the Unmentionable.
“Don’t be affected! Concentrate!” F was influenced too. In fact, the singer seemed to target him more than the others. It wanted to sing a tragedy in his mind. F waved the black blade with annoyance. The closer he came to Han Fei’s floor, the greater the impact of the nightmare on him. His constitution was strong, but the players behind him had reached their limits. To make things worse, Han Fei’s nightmare affected the tenants in the neighborhood too. The ghosts behind the doors started to go rampage. The screams echoed. When their lives were threatened, the police trapped inside the neighborhood took out their guns and fired. The silence was shattered, but the fear didn’t dissipate. When all the players reached the third floor of building Four, Han Fei reach
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