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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
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
“Is this all the surviving villagers in this town?” Han Fei looked at the nine elders gathered at the spa hotel and frowned deeply. He thought he could have some young blood to rely on, but it appeared like that was a dashed hope. Han Fei used Soul-Depth Touch to shake the elders’ hands. All the elders were troubled by nightmares. Their souls were filled with worry, regret, and fear of the curse.
“They aren’t lying.” Han Fei saw the elders’ real thoughts. They were not Dream’s allies but poor victims. If Dream planned to use endless people’s lives to complete its ritual, these elders were simply too old for its consideration.
“Are you really willing to risk your life to help us?” Guan Miao was the oldest there. He knew how scary the thing in the lake was. He knew getting to the island was a death trip.
“The city has changed too much. The sun might not come up again. The monsters in the lake will only get scarier.” Han Fei returned the old man his headscarf. “I know all of you are victims too, so I hope you can help me complete the ritual and save the other villagers. You should have friends and families among them too.”
“But we need an orphan and figurine to complete the ritual. There are many things to prepare too.” The old lady from the seafood restaurant was there too. She was not a bad person, but she was losing her mind. If she continued to be tormented by the nightmare, she’d one day jump into the lake to join her family.
“There is a figurine under the rental center boss’ bed, and I am an orphan. We have already satisfied the main conditions.” Han Fei was calm. He had made his decision. The elders looked at each other. They were the village’s oldest generation. They had participated in the ritual many times.
“Okay. Since you’re willing to help us, we’ll do our best to help you too.” Guan Miao communicated with the old lady from the seafood restaurant and then waved at Han Fei. “Come with me.” They walked past the spa hotel to a place not open to visitors. There was a very old ancestral hall there.
“I’ll help
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