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
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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
Kanon followed Er Gou to the back door of the casino. He checked his watch and as soon as it hit 10 p.m., he immediately pulled Kanon into the workshop.
"Where is this?"
Er Gou didn't take Kanon deep into the workshop but asked her to stay in the storage room.
The shelves in the storage room were stacked with black cases, behind which was a dark red iron door.
"Wait here for one minute."
Er Gou shook his finger and turned to push open the red iron door, entering the workspace.
Kanon pricked up her ears for a while, hearing continuous clinking sounds from next door, unsure of what was being done. She took off her mask and sniffed around the shelves; it seemed they were all filled with t-091.
The scent of t-091 was unmistakable, like rust sprinkled into rotten milk, very easy to identify.
Er Gou came back, holding the black case that Kanon had given him last time.
"Here we are, shall we start?"
"Start what?"
"Hmm... a kind of ritual?" Er Gou said, "Originally, I should have performed this ritual on Dark Street, but I had no choice; the police are watching there too closely, and I can't work there anymore."
"What's in Dark Street, exactly?"
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you, so I won't waste my breath."
After saying this, Er Gou pulled out a dagger from his chest and without blinking, cut across his wrist.
Blood flowed down Er Gou's arm like water, turning Kanon's face pale. The cut on Er Gou's wrist was deep, it seemed even the tendons were severed.
"What are you doing?"
"This is something I learned in school, it works well." Er Gou raised his arm and said, "You might hear some strange noises, please don't be too surprised."
"Okay..."
Kanon nodded, but soon after, she started hearing strange murmurs in her ears.
The sound made her feel dizzy, as if she were drugged.
However, this state didn't last long. By the time the murmurs disappeared, she and Er Gou were already on Dark Street.
"How did we get here?"
"This is magic I learned from the Traveler star people; using this, you can walk
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