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!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
The search for Iron Blood's squad went well, and nothing untoward happened in the process. At least, nothing untoward in the sense that none of the search party lost their lives—they were not spared from encountering the supernatural entities that still roamed within the building.
The reappearance of the sun had temporarily eliminated most of the supernatural entities, but that still left a fair few monsters lurking around.
Thus, even the short journey from the third floor to the second took far more time than usual. Between the fights and protecting the heavily injured Viridescent, by the time Bai Zhi and the Players found Iron Blood and Daoloth, it had been nearly thirty minutes since they set off.
They found Iron Blood, like Traveler, wounded all over, but the difference was that Iron Blood still had a lot more fight left in him. As for Daoloth, her singed sleeve spoke of perhaps having to tend to a raging fire, while her left arm hung limply by her side*.
They had clearly just survived their own tussle with a supernatural entity just before Bai Zhi and the other Players' arrival. The incredulous eyes of the wounded could not help being drawn to Temperance Gentleheart, whose lack of any remarkable injury was itself the most remarkable thing under the circumstances.
While catching each other up on recent events, Bai Zhi could not help remarking, with a frown, "Where's Douchey,SoWhat?"
The Players all knew that, by separating from the group in the orphanage as it was now, Douchey,SoWhat's fate was almost certainly sealed.
After a pause, Daoloth said, "Yeah, we lost track of him about an hour ago."
Meanwhile, her eyes darted nervously to Traveler. He certainly looked like a living person now, but the broken glasses on his face looked eerily similar to the ones she had seen recently, under far more terrifying circumstances. For a moment, she could not help feeling as if the corpse they had burnt on the first floor had somehow come back to unlife, and an imperceptible shudder ran through her body.
"Regardles
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*The writer seems to have forgotten who actually punched Vampire Traveler and with which arm.
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