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
“What did the old man’s letter say?” The four in the bedroom stared at the letter Han Fei was holding. They were like sharks smelling blood.
“They wish to conduct a Death Art Competition. This small town will be the stage, and new core members will be selected from us.” Han Fei didn’t hide anything. Even if he did, these people would find out.
“It looks like we’re quite lucky. Becoming a core member is many people’s dream.”
“I didn’t expect to get this chance since this is only my third month being a member. I need to work hard.”
“Death Art? That sounds like such a dream.”
The four were very excited. They were already filled with inspiration and creativity.
“Don’t be too optimistic. We came the latest and had the least creation time. The best prey would have been picked by others already. If some of them slipped up and alerted the police, this whole thing will be over.” The fisherman didn’t hurry. He returned to the bedroom and switched on the sole television.
The static screen flickered, and then a strange image appeared. A young woman was strung on the cliff. Her neck was slashed, and rocks were tied to her legs. She slowly dropped towards the black sea.
“This should be our timer. We need to complete our art before death claims the girl.” The homeless man narrowed his eyes. He stared at the girl’s reproductive parts, and his eyes glowed.
“How are we supposed to show our art to the judges? Through video? Or is there a specific place we need to go to?”
“It shouldn’t be that troublesome. The core members should be in the small town. Perhaps they are watching us now.” Deep Sea seemed to know many things. “You underestimate the core members. They are people who have climbed out of the mass grave. Without super intelligence and power, they would have been captured already.”
“You’re right. Then we shouldn’t waste time.” The female patient was the first to leave. “Good luck.”
Among the group, she was the weakest, so she left after knowing the rules. The homeless man and Deep Sea departed too, leaving behind H
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