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

got up and grabbed the

faces shrouded in black mist raced toward

ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put on

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

not

secretly casting spells to stop me from saving

forever?”

jerked his body.

itself within

battle emanated from

would not be able to detect

the result of

to a stop about half a foot away from Stellar.

terrified of

ducked under the formation and made his way toward the offering bowls.

added more corpse oil into the

even stronger, and imagery of the

stayed by

with corpse oil whenever

soon struck six in the evening.

be heard from

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

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