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
Han Fei walked down the quiet street, holding the black umbrella. “The black rain feels like the Unmentionable above me is shedding colors.” Han Fei was under a lot of pressure since he only had 1 Life Point. He was now certain that the rain cloud over the whole zone was a giant ghost. “The mirrors here are left behind by the Unmentionable, but how come the mirror will shatter whenever Mad Laughter and I show up inside the mirror? Is it because we’ve killed too many people? Or are the mirrors in the outer zone the low-quality products?”
Han Fei couldn’t enter the Red Orphanage. His only way to communicate with Mad Laughter was through the death mirror. However, that might break the mirrors. The rain silenced Han Fei’s footsteps. He looked like he was a part of this place. “I’m about to reach the other street, but I haven’t seen a single ghost.” Even in the Ziggurat zone where Han Fei had cleaned, there would be some straggling ghosts. There were ghosts in this black rain zone, but they were very good at hiding themselves. Han Fei continued to walk forward. He suddenly stopped when he reached the backdoor of a bun shop. Beside the trash heap near the backdoor, there was a man in disheveled clothes. His skin was exposed to the rain. His flesh had been severely corroded. If Han Fei’s Life Point was normal, he might go closer to take a better look and even helped the man, but he was not in that state.
“Rain…” The man noticed Han Fei. He tried to crawl towards Han Fei. As he moved, a wooden plank on the trash heap fell. It shattered the silence of the back alley.
“If you don’t want to be like him, you better leave.” A chilling voice rang out behind Han Fei. He didn’t notice the person’s appearance. Han Fei whipped his head around, and he noticed the backdoor of the bun shop had opened a gap. A bloodshot eye was looking at his black umbrella. Without any hesitation, Han Fei left immediately. If he didn’t have the black umbrella, he might be dead already.
“The blind elder at the clubhouse also walked without any noise
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