Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
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
Dekan and Cornelia patiently waited for Baron Bacher to regain consciousness.
The classroom was frighteningly quiet. The only sound that could be heard was Baron Bacher’s occasional incoherent gibberish.
After roughly a minute passed, a bit of expression finally returned to Baron Bacher’s eyes.
“Seems like he’s awake. You can continue to tap him.”
Cornelia nodded at Dekan’s instructions.
Right when Cornelia was about to wave her sledgehammer, Baron Bacher started to shout with all his strength: “Release wuahh! It hur…eaahhh!”
Baron Bacher had gathered up the remainder of his strength to shout those words.
He wanted to say: ‘Release me. We can talk things over.’
He was unable to endure the internal and eternal torment.
He could only pray that Dekan could understand him.
“Sigh.”
Dekan took a deep sigh and unsummoned the Ruined Poet.
“You wouldn’t have to suffer if you acted this way from the get-go. Having a peaceful chat is the best, who would want to murder each other?”
Baron Bacher: “...”
He did not dare to offer any remark toward Dekan’s words. However, he was cursing in his heart:
With one hand on his cheek and a crafty expression as he looked at Baron Bacher, Dekan asked with an extremely peaceful tone. “Weren’t you the one trying to murder me earlier?”
“No no, I wouldn’t dare!”
Baron Bacher howled in grief.
The more calm Dekan appeared, the more terrified he was.
Baron Bacher had never met such a villainous demon before.
After experience the torture from earlier, Baron Bacher felt as if death wasn’t something to fear over.
Dekan pursed up his lips, seemingly extremely disappointed in Baron Bacher. He waved the card in his hand and said, “I don’t like demons that lie. Let’s have you experience five more minutes of ruined poetries to educate your mind.”
Baron Bacher: “???”
How am I supposed to answer? Do you want me to say that I wanted to kill you and then have you hit me with the hammer?
Although confusion and chaos filled his head, he had no choice but to beg for forgiveness: “No, I wo
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Current schedule is a bit unstable. But I will try to get 5chapters/week. Been a bit difficult, having some depression issues lately.