Chapter 483
Author: Ugo Lee
last update2026-07-17 12:46:04

"Open the main gate," Everett commanded.

Silas stared at him. "Are you insane? If we open the main gate, the entire ghost army will flood the streets instantly!"

"They are already flooding the streets," Everett pointed up at the cracked sky. "We cannot wait for them to break the door down. We have to go out there. We have to show the people that we are not afraid of the dark."

"Everett, your HP is at sixty percent," Lyra pleaded, holding onto his arm. "Your right hand is glitching. If you walk
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