Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1235- Opening their eyes
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 972: Searching for the Star Radiant Gate
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 345 - Not Qualified To Speak To
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.1: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
The temple was dark, and all the plaques appeared to be staring at Han Fei. Han Fei moved the table and noticed a tattered book of lineage under the table. Most of the content was lost. Only a few words could be recognized. “Cocoon of Longevity, Well of Immortality, Ageless Meat, and ghosts that can feed on age.”
The book recorded some very scary things. The ancestors of the Fu Family didn’t seem to die. They had turned into some kind of half-human, half-ghost existence through mysterious methods.
“The black box… is bleeding?!”
Han Fei was looking through the book when he felt a chill run up his spine. He turned around and realized the temple doors had closed. The plaques shivered. The door guardians on the door slowly walked out. Normal temple doors were defended by door guardians. However, the guardians of this temple had rotten faces and bony bodies.
“How can humanity’s base rely on ghosts to guard the doors? This place has completely turned to ghosts. There’s no need to save these people.” Black mist leaked out. The headmaster grabbed the two door guardians and dragged them into the abyss. Han Fei didn’t stop there. He turned to the table. “And you. None of you are getting away tonight.” Han Fei swallowed everything inside the table into the abyss. Han Fei toyed with the black box and noticed something interesting. This black box was made, mimicking the black box in his mind. The material used was very unique. Even Pure Hatred couldn’t harm it. “I can’t open the real black box, but I think I can open you.”
The starlight shone on the black box. Han Fei observed it carefully. The faith of many villagers surrounded the fake black box. It represented both salvation and destruction. When the healing persona tried to invade it, the box would deter Han Fei with the villagers’ faith. When the greed persona tried to consume it, the evil energy inside the box would awaken. “This is quite an interesting design. But the creator probably didn’t think I would be able to open the box from both sides?”
When the starlight
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