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
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Even though No. 2 was an Unmentionable, and he could see the future, in his heart, No. 1 was always a No. 1. The tentacles crawled all over the sky. The headmaster was like a deepsea monster. The endless ghosts assimilated in his body charged at No. 1. No. 1 was unfazed. He smiled and focused his attention on his right hand.
The real fearless was not abandoning everything but standing unwaveringly in the face of despair and difficulty.
Starlight appeared in the night. No. 1 ignored all the darkness. His right hand phased through the hatred and hit the headmaster’s mutated persona. The sound of shattering traveled through the night. The headmaster looked at his body in disbelief. The persona he had collected throughout his life was cracked. As the memory fell into the abyss, the headmaster’s tolerant personality exploded. His large body fell back. All the ghosts in his body started to fight back. The good side of the headmaster rapidly mutated. His good left hand raised. He couldn’t control the raging ghosts anymore. He could only watch as his body was consumed by the ghosts. The headmaster collapsed in the middle of the merchant’s street. Yan Lan paused and looked at everything with wide eyes.
Han Fei also didn’t expect this. No. 1 didn’t have the normal fearless persona. His existence was a miracle.
“I only shattered his persona. The things that destroy him are the things that he has forced into his body. He destroyed himself, not me.” No. 1 didn’t look happy. He only had pity. “Persona is the value of one’s life. He had the tolerant persona, so he was once a good person.”
“But he was changed by the tragedy. The hardest thing to do in this world is not to be a good person but how to not be changed by the world.” No. 2 nudged Han Fei. “Sir, it’s your turn.”
“My turn? The headmaster is about ash now.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be good at healing?” No. 5 looked at Han Fei lazily. “I can’t tell you more about No. 1’s power, but he used everyone’s persona to complete the one-hit kill. Everyone needs your healing.”
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