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.

coffee table!” Brian replied from his hiding

immediately got up and grabbed

then, three ghostly faces shrouded in black mist raced toward Stellar.

faces cannot hurt you. Put on

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

not stop trembling.

stop me from saving the warden… Do you want

forever?”

jerked his body.

ignited itself within his gaze.

to battle

not be able to detect

was the result of countless days spent on the

to a stop about half a foot

be terrified of

made his way toward the

added more corpse oil into the offering bowls that were

the corpse oil, the flames became even stronger, and imagery of the tiger once again appeared

stayed by Nash’s side.

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

soon struck six

sounds could still be heard from the outside.

to look out of the window, where he saw flashes of fire

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