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
“You want me to play a role here?! At this place?” Bai Xian had just been dragged to the cryptic world. His mind was blurry.
“Someone wants to expose me and condemn me in real life, so I need you to play me.”
“Play you?” Bai Xian was stunned. This should be his career’s biggest challenge. Han Fei was not an easy character to play. He had a balance of madness and rationality. Most importantly, his sharp presence honed from living at the edge of death was not something that could be mimicked.
“There’s no script and lines, so you have to improvise everything.” Han Fei told Bai Xian his usual habits and knowledge. He left Bai Xian to get into character while he left the room.
“Zhuang Wen, I need you to guard this room and don’t let anyone enter.” Han Fei dragged his tired body back to his neighbors. His 99 wounds hadn’t healed. The divine patterns on the altar had turned into his wounds.
On the other end of the maze, the fearless players were still attempting an entry. Many were lost in dreams. But a small portion survived the dreams and got closer to the cryptic world.
“Do any of you know how to close this passage?” Han Fei found the painter among the crowd. This unique Pure Hatred stood in the middle of the theme park. Under his feet was a colorful monster who occupied one-fifth of the theme park’s size. The monster looked a lot like Orphan No. 4. The painter slowly shook his head and then looked up into the sky. After Dream’s consciousness shattered the maze, it slowly dissipated. The night slowly returned to normal.
“Fu Sheng left this passage behind. It has always been sealed by Fu Sheng’s altar. Now that the altar is ruined, the passage won’t be closing for the foreseeable future.” A chilling smile came from the shadows. A clown with a tear stain on his face sat on the merry-go-round.
“Huang Sheng?” The clown was Orphan No. 11. Han Fei had helped him in Fu Sheng’s memory world and knew about his past.
“Since you know my real name, it means that you’ve gained my approval in the memory world. Unfortunately
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