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.

coffee table!” Brian replied from his hiding place behind the couch.

up and grabbed

ghostly faces shrouded in black

yelled, “Don’t be scared… These ghostly faces cannot hurt you. Put on the majestic air you have when you lead

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

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

forever?”

jerked his

ignited itself

monstrous intent to battle emanated

be able to detect

the result of countless days

to a stop about half

seemed to be terrified

the formation and made

oil into the

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

by Nash’s

bowls with corpse oil whenever any was

six in the

sounds could still be heard

of the window, where he saw flashes of fire and

office building’s entrance after getting off work

an umbrella with her and thus had