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.

the white-colored flask on the coffee table!” Brian replied from his hiding place behind the

got up and grabbed the

in black mist

be scared… These ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

saving the warden… Do you

forever?”

his

itself within

battle emanated from

murderous aura that most people would not be able to detect

murderous aura was the result of countless days

about half a foot away from Stellar.

seemed to be terrified

and made his

more corpse oil into the offering bowls

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

stayed by

with corpse oil whenever any was going

struck six in

could still be heard from the outside.

the window, where he

building’s entrance

and thus had no choice but