Chapter 215: Deal
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 215: Deal

“Where… are they?”

Su Xiaoxiao curled up in pain. Chen Ran’s palm strike was surprisingly strong. It damaged her heavily. Plus, her wrist was broken. Every movement brought her great pain.

“I’m asking you a question…” After the growl, Chen Ran’s madness was taken over by a murderous intent. He didn’t expect his prey to have tricked him. Plus, his prey used her life to slow him down.

Su Xiaoxiao stopped talking. She merely chuckled lowly. Since she was in a fetal position, Chen Ran had the impression she was laughing so hard that she had to hold her stomach.

He walked forward and broke Su Xiaoxiao’s ankle with a stomp. The sound it made wasn’t as melodious as he wanted. Su Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth. She sucked in a cold breath but didn’t make a sound.

Her blood soaked the ground underneath them. Both of them didn’t notice the strange thing happening around them. The blood was drawn by some strange power to approach the stone plate. The moment the blood touched the plate, a red light suddenly expanded. It became a dome to cover the entire stone plate and its nearby space.

There were a lot of cracking noises. Chen Ran narrowed his eyes at the white stone plate that was covered by the blood mist. The noises… came from the pile of bones on the plate. They were shivering and grinding against each other. In his subconsciousness, he heard a shrill laughter, one that preluded the hunt. The bones… seemed like they were about to stand up in the next second.

Then, something strange occurred. Flesh gathered around the pale bones. It became a scene from hell.

Chen Ran took several steps back. The murderous intent in his eyes slowly dissipated. Then, he was assaulted by dizziness. Strange images appeared before his eyes. Some were branded into his brain. A giant wooden boat, the weapons on their shoulders, the lances, the inscrutable symbols…

Many strangely dressed people stood in a circle. They held each other’s hands. They prostrate on the ground. They cried, and they laughed. Women in unusual ceremonial clothes poure

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