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.

flask on the coffee table!” Brian replied from his

and grabbed the flask.

then, three ghostly faces shrouded in black

Put on the majestic air you have when you

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

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

forever?”

his

itself within his

battle emanated from his body.

not be able to detect also emanated from him.

the result of countless days spent

stop about half a

be terrified of

made his way toward the

more corpse oil into the offering bowls that were running

flames became even stronger, and imagery

stayed by Nash’s side.

immediately refilled the offering bowls with corpse oil whenever any was going to run

struck six in

could still be heard from the

to look out of the window, where he saw flashes

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