Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
The colors of the world were taken away by Dream. The colorful wings appeared to have no end. This was the real Dream. Standing at the top of the skyscraper alone, Han Fei felt immense pressure.
The Pure Hatred called Butterfly was an impossibly beautiful person, and the ghost called Dream was a butterfly. The wings made from human faces flapped lightly. Dream dust covered everything.
The aging Han Fei backed away and leaned on the altar. He was too weak compared to Dream. Dream was imposing without using its power. All the Unmentionables stopped moving. Even the sky felt like it was going to fall. "How can there be such a scary ghost?"
Dream's eleven altars projected into the surface world, and his consciousness was held back by No. 2. The nightmare was taken down, but even so, Dream was still so powerful. It had overwhelming power and had control of endless criminals in real life. The black mist was blown away by the wings. The mist was to cover its existence. After it confirmed its target, it struck immediately.
The dreams in the sky turned into traps. After Dream showed up, it used its entire power to kill Han Fei. Fate was twisted, and the blood sea wailed. The endless dream turned into a knife that cut through time. When Han Fei saw the beautiful blade, it had already appeared before him. Death came instantly. The blade aimed at his head, and Dream's target was the black box in Han Fei's brain!
Han Fei closed his eyes, but the pain didn't arrive. Han Fei heard a sharp sound, and then he felt the pain of hands on his shoulders. His wrinkled eyelids opened. Han Fei saw his teacher stand before him. The elder morphed into the night and shielded Han Fei. The sins on his body rapidly disappeared. The elder was so much weaker than Dream. He sacrificed to buy a few seconds for Han Fei. Until his death, he was still following his rules. His skin melted. Everywhere the blade touched started to smell. The strange dream pattern instantly crawled over the elder's skin.
The madness and power in the elder's eyes disa
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