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.

on the coffee table!” Brian

got up and grabbed

three ghostly faces shrouded in black mist raced toward Stellar.

cannot hurt you. Put on the majestic air you have

into battle…”

Stellar gulped.

legs could not

from saving the warden… Do you want his soul

forever?”

his

ignited itself within

battle

murderous aura that most people would not be able to detect also emanated from

was the result of countless days spent on the battlefield.

about half a foot away from

to be terrified of the

the formation and made his way

oil into the offering bowls

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

by Nash’s side.

with corpse oil whenever any was going to run

soon struck six

sounds could still be

window, where he saw flashes of fire and

her office building’s entrance after getting

thus had no choice but to