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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
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
The Big Ghosts appeared to have sensed something appear at the same time. Paper money fluttered about. The old chief pressed the shoulders of his third son. When he calmed down, he pushed the cart with the offerings and went forward alone. He was like a servant and placed the offerings before each altar.
"Fu Sheng, you should know that these are not what we want." A unisexual voice came out of the butterfly altar. The voice had no emotions. "We've given you too many chances. The dark night can't be delayed anymore. The first ghost wants to get out."
"Give me some more time. I'll convince the people in the city..."
"You can't do it!" Before the chief could finish, a voice cut him off. A human face surfaced out of the meat blob to glare at the chief, "We'll give you one last chance. Will you choose to be a human or a ghost?"
The chief anticipated this day. His face was etched in pain. If he chose to be a ghost, he would never leave the grave. He would become a part of the grave. If he chose to be a human, he would not be able to leave that night, and he couldn't protect the people he wanted to.
"Fu Sheng, think of your past. How did those people treat you? Think about your life. You spent your childhood being built. You spent your adulthood being treated as a test subject. It was the people on the surface who made you like this! They were the ones who gave you all the despair!" The beautiful butterfly wings fluttered. "There are five managers in Grave Village. I agreed for you to be the final village chief because you've experienced despair that even amazed me."
"I..." The chief frowned. His heart struggled. The Big Ghosts got impatient. The beast made from negative emotions jumped down from its altar and howled.
"How about we have your child persuade you?" The thousand-hand black figurine opened its eyes. It looked at the chief's second son.
"Father, my body is heavily mutated. I can't be a human anymore." The carpenter tore off the bandage around his arm and removed his shirt. Black vessels pumped under his
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