Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
“Night has given me black eyes, but I use them to search for light.” The priest held a cross and stood at the trash heap in the black alley. He leaned down to examine a homeless man’s body. “The limbs are broken, and the bone chips are pierced into the flesh. The culprit knows how to amplify pain without killing the victim. What kind of artwork is he trying to create? Even though we have members who would come after their partners, it is rare for someone to have a clear goal of just killing the other participants.” The cross he held was sharpened. He closed the homeless man’s eyes gently with his left hand, but he raised his cross with his right hand to stab into the man’s mouth.
“Hey.” A low voice came from the darkness. The priest felt like a snake was coming. His muscle tensed as he stood up. “Are you a vulture coming for another person’s prey?” Han Fei walked out of the shadow. He planned to leave after dealing with the homeless man, but he felt that a pedestrian was acting very strangely. When Han Fei arrived at Dolphin Bay, the priest was already in the crowd. When he dragged the homeless man into the back alley, the priest ‘happened’ to be nearby too. This was highly suspicious. A normal person wouldn’t notice this, but Han Fei was too sensitive. He pretended to leave and used the homeless man as a lure. The priest fell for it.
“Are you here for the art competition too?” Han Fei felt like he had spoken a lot. He planned to make his move after the priest nodded.
“I’m responsible for recording and observing before handing my report to the judges.” The priest put away the cross. “You can see me as an observer.”
“Observers won’t be going after the participant’s prey. Since you wanted to destroy my art, then you’ll become part of my art.” Han Fei walked forward. When the priest reacted, Han Fei was already standing before him.
“I’m the chat group’s high-class member. You can’t hurt me.”
“Are you seriously going to suppress me with rules?” Han Fei took out his nunchucks. “Your daily prayers are effective bec
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