Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
Deep down, Bai Zhi wasn't confident at all about the situation at hand.
This cute boy with a schoolbag had turned over ten students, including him, into puppets! If he hadn't been able to free himself from that strange place in record time, the two professionals would have been at the boy's mercy.
It had all been coincidence. If he had been delayed by even a few seconds, even those two strong-looking dudes might have fallen. Alone, he would not have been able to help the situation, since he had no real idea how to defeat the supernatural entity.
Even the solid hit he had landed with the chair leg had not left so much as a bruise on the boy's head. It seemed that this supernatural entity was not like the other one, which was powerless against any targets who felt no fear. This one was one hundred percent a real threat to Bai Zhi.
"Hmm? The marionettes seem to be reverting..."
Bai Zhi was still a short distance away from the boy, but he could already see that the scattered marionettes around it were showing signs of change. It seemed like they were slowly recovering their original form.
He picked up the little boy's schoolbag and took out the remaining puppets, placing them in an orderly row on the ground. At the very bottom of the bag, he found two that looked like the two missing students from his own class.
"I wonder if these people will be all right..." he muttered as he frowned slightly.
Bai Zhi turned his gaze to the boy on the floor, and was met by a pair of vengeful eyes full of venomous hatred.
Half the boy's face was missing, no doubt some mysterious consequence of the punch that Wu Hua had landed on the boy's face. The missing portions were replaced by an inky-black fluid, which turned the once-adorable face into the sinister visage of some demon from Hell.
The boy's unforgiving eyes never moved, as if he was trying to memorize the face of his sworn nemesis.
"What a shame... Just a few seconds longer and I..." the boy began, but suddenly, the rest of his body, even that schoolbag of his, was tra
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