Garden Of The Abyss - Chapter 531 Gladiolus’ Expansion

Dai Lin became a surgeon at a strange hospital.Here, they don't treat diseases but various horrific and mysterious curses! Divided into the Resentful Spirit Department, Malicious Ghost Department, Evil Ghost Department, Fierce Spirit Department, and the enigmatic Demons Department...The eerie hospital, however, had some bewildering rules:First, believe that the hospital is called Hospital 444, not 666 Hospital.Second, between midnight and four in the morning, doctors and nurses must never enter the outpatient area.Third, if you experience a severe headache and notice an inverted cross on your forehead, immediately seek treatment at the hospital's Demons Department.Fourth, all doctors in the hospital wear white masks. If you see a doctor with a red mask, ignore them and make sure they do not realize you can see them.Fifth...And Dai Lin obtained a magical artifact, a pair of the Devil's Eye —the left eye could detect, sense, and attack, while the right eye could imprison, seal, and even devour and absorb.And the source of all the terror in this hospital was the director who had never been seen by anyone...

Born into darkness, Lucius is marked by an infernal curse—the Mark of the Abyss. This unholy sigil endows him with powers that defy mortal comprehension, yet seals his fate: servitude, rejection, and a grim demise.Embark on a journey with Lucius as he unravels the hidden truth behind the Marks, battles to carve out a destiny of his own, and strikes back against the cruel fate imposed upon him.In a world that shuns him for his cursed existence, Lucius will forge unlikely alliances to challenge those who scorn him. He is driven by a relentless desire to claim a place for himself and his loved ones, no matter the cost.Prepared to plunge into the darkest depths of depravity, Lucius is poised on the brink of a harrowing journey. The ultimate enigma remains: what awaits him in the abyss of his ambitions?

[Urban Bestselling Epic about the War God] “Sign it, today you must divorce that loser, Ling Fan—you’re not ashamed, but I can’t even lift my head when I go out,” my father-in-law emphatically tapped on the divorce agreement. Three days later, good son-in-law, you rise above the petty, I beg you, please don’t leave my daughter... Three years of tempering, a work of craftsmanship, the legendary War God’s ascension journey....

I freed the Slaves, but for some reason, they keep chasing after me.