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
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
The situation at the theme park was very complicated. Some wanted to protect the Unmentionable’s body, some wanted to destroy it, and others wanted to seal it back up. The first-generation ghost under the theme park became the focus. Everyone’s fate was surrounding it. Han Fei’s consciousness was slowly joining with the dead body. It was an indescribable experience. He remembered he was Han Fei, but he also had memories of many unfamiliar names and experiences.
The body was an accumulation of the world’s negative emotions. Uniting with the body meant embracing the sadness actively. The process was strange. A small accident and one would be assimilated. Only those who grew up in despair could unite with the despair perfectly.
If the first-generation ghost was described as a sea of negative emotions, normal people would lose themselves instantly once they fell into the water. However, people like Han Fei and Little Eight could attempt to reach the core of the ocean.
“Could this be a process meant for every black box owner? Is Little Eight the next owner created by Butterfly?” As Han Fei joined with the body, he started to control the Unmentionable. He tried to lift his neck. He saw the body had grown together with the theme park. All the killing rides were connected to the blood vessels that came out of this body. It was this body that caused the theme park to expand into an uncontrollable monster.
“The first-generation ghost is making its move! He’s waking up! We need to destroy him no matter what!”
“Pull out the knife on his heart!”
“Seal up the channel!”
The roar thundered. Han Fei turned to the source of the sound. The people who wanted to destroy the first-generation ghost and block off the cryptic world wore the theme park uniform. However, they looked like monsters. They crawled out of the deepest buildings at the theme park. They lost the human shape. They were monsters, but they charged at the forefront. They were not afraid of death or anything. Perhaps from their perspective, only by severing the connectio
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