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

got up and grabbed the flask.

in black mist

These ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put on the majestic air you have when

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

saving the warden…

forever?”

his

ignited itself within his gaze.

intent to battle emanated from

not be able to detect also emanated from him.

of countless

came to a stop about

terrified of the murderous

and made his

the offering bowls that were

became even stronger, and imagery of the tiger

stayed by Nash’s side.

bowls with corpse oil whenever any

clock soon struck six in

still be heard

where he saw flashes of fire and thunder.

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