Chapter 117

He shoved Stellar with all his might. “Colonel Orwell, wake up…”

However, Stellar did not wake up despite how hard Henderson shoved him. Thus, Henderson began pinching his mouth.

Stellar finally regained consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the sight of a ghost’s hideous face floating above his face.

“F*ck off…”

Stellar threw a punch at it.

However, his fist could not make contact with the black mist.

Stellar’s eyes widened as he sat up on the couch.

When he turned to look around the mansion, he nearly fainted again when he saw the countless ghostly faces floating around the space.

Henderson’s voice trembled, “Colonel Orwell, Nash wants to speak to you!”

Stellar finally turned to look at Nash, and his heart began racing when he saw the thirty-six offering bowls and the warden floating mid-air.

Nash said, “Stellar, add more corpse oil into the offering bowls…”

Several of the offering bowls had already run out of corpse oil.

“Where… where is the corpse oil?” Stellar hurriedly asked.

the white-colored flask on the coffee table!” Brian replied from his hiding place

immediately got up and

in

be scared… These ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

could not stop

to stop me from saving the warden… Do you want his soul to

forever?”

his

itself within his

monstrous intent to battle emanated from his

people would not be able to detect also emanated from him.

the result of countless days spent

came to a stop about half

seemed to be terrified of the

under the formation and made his way toward

corpse oil into the offering bowls that were

the flames became even stronger, and imagery of the tiger once

stayed by Nash’s side.

corpse oil whenever

clock soon struck six in the

be heard from

of the window, where he saw

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