Chapter 203: Disciples
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 203: Disciples

When Liang Long heard about the girl again, she was already dead. She saw her corpse. She was stuck into a dresser the size of a child. Her eyes were open, and her body was gaunt. The doctor said… she died from a sudden heart attack, but Liang Long knew the true culprit was Chen Ran.

Because… inside the dresser were a lot of carved words. They were maddening and twisted… Each word carried endless fear and hatred. They were Chen Ran and the disciples…

Liang Long’s body shook. How did the disciples get involved?

A sudden crack snapped Liang Long out of her reverie. She quickly retreated into the shadows. She lowered her body and hid behind a broken stone pillar as she looked around nervously. Her first reaction was the people from Black Stone Town had returned because the sound she heard came from the door.

Even though she had closed the front door, they could still jump through the window. Even though the lobby was huge, there were a lot of hiding places provided by the broken statues and shattered pillars. Of course… that was if the thing that made the sound was human.

She held her breath as she glanced around. Using the light from the fire, she noticed the geography of the lobby was more complicated than she thought. There were more stone pillars and statues than she realised. She blinked with confusion… But something didn’t feel right.

She had purposely picked this spot because it was to the right of the building. Her line of sight was clear, and it would help her take stock of her surroundings. When did the other objects appear?

It suddenly hit her. Stone statues?

Her eyes slowly scanned the statues. A scary thought appeared in her mind. The statues were of different sizes. The bigger ones were four metres, and there were also two metre ones. The only similarity was all the statues looked scary. Some of them had fish bodies and wings. Some looked like an amalgamation of lizard and toad… They looked like some mythical creatures. Their creator must be… quite eccentric or mad.

Just as she was about to pull

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