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 hiding place behind

up and grabbed

shrouded in black mist raced toward Stellar.

hurt you. Put on the

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not stop

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

forever?”

jerked his body.

flame ignited itself within

battle

would not be

was the result of countless days spent

came to a stop about half a foot away from Stellar.

terrified of the murderous

and made his way toward the offering bowls.

the offering bowls

stronger, and imagery of the tiger once again appeared to confront

stayed by Nash’s

the offering bowls with corpse oil whenever

soon struck six in the

sounds could still be heard from

window, where he saw flashes

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