My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

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 the

immediately got up and

ghostly faces shrouded in black mist

These ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put on the

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

not

spells to stop me from saving the warden…

forever?”

his

itself within

intent to battle emanated from his body.

murderous aura that most people would not be able to detect

the result of countless days spent on the

faces came to a stop about half a

seemed to be terrified of

the formation and made his way toward the

oil into the

imagery of the tiger once again appeared to

stayed by Nash’s

refilled the offering bowls with corpse oil

soon struck six in

could still be heard from

of the window, where

office building’s entrance after getting off

not brought an umbrella with her and thus had no choice but