Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 80 First Battle (Sixteen)
Moon surface.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was Li Jun's back; his bare upper body was charred black, and beneath the charred flesh, a few scattered eerie green flames flickered faintly.

Even so, Li Jun's back remained straight, firmly blocking Yang Jian and the other two.

In front of Li Jun, a man wearing a cowboy hat was kneeling on the ground with difficulty. His skin and flesh were charred black, and the cold green flames continued to drill into his body.

However, he was still able to move. He held an old hunting rifle in his hand, the muzzle slightly raised, pointing directly at Li Jun's chest, trembling slightly.

He tried to pull the trigger, but his finger couldn't get any leverage, so it just sat stiffly on the trigger.

Not far away, Wang Chaling's upper body was covered in banknotes, but his hand was pressing hard on the shoulder of a foreign man, and a faint figure could be seen slowly overlapping his body.

Beneath Wang Chaling's feet, the putrid soil surged and gradually engulfed his body, as if trying to drag him into the ground.

The foreign man's face was deathly pale, his skin had begun to rot rapidly, and a faint expression of disbelief appeared on his numb, ashen face.

"It's impossible that intelligence indicates you're just an ordinary person."

Looking at the banker who was about to die, Wang Chaling said calmly, "Who in their right mind would believe intelligence?"

Then a deep crimson flashed before everyone's eyes, and the king, codenamed Cowboy, was startled, his finger about to pull the trigger freezing in place.

The next moment, his vision flipped, followed by a dizzying sensation. When Yang Jian reappeared, he was holding a cold head in his hand.

Almost simultaneously, a corpse fell straight backward in front of Wang Chaling. The banker, who was already at a disadvantage, was killed almost instantly by the Wang family generation in the moment of distraction.

In the dark, deep pit beneath their feet, a figure turned into a clump of black earth and disappeared. The gravedigger reacted quickly; he had been underground the whole time, and the moment he saw Yang Jian and the others regain their mobility, he ran away.

Shen Lin and Liu San didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Shen Lin's gaze fell on the two lifeless old men behind Wang Chaling, and he pondered.

Since the incident in Dajing City, Wang Chaling has matured a lot and is no longer as timid and hesitant as before.

Although his supernatural abilities are still primarily for self-preservation, he has become more flexible in how he uses them. His ability to single-handedly confront and successfully defeat two kings is the best proof of Wang Chaling's growth.

Upon seeing the group of people who had regained consciousness, Wang Chaling immediately said, "Li Jun is dying; a ghost has been forced into his body."

Liu San walked up to Li Jun and helped him to his side. During the hurricane incident, Li Jun had risked his life to clear an escape route for him, which made Liu San's attitude towards Li Jun much friendlier.

Although it was just a paper doll of Liu San and ultimately failed, Liu San knew that Li Jun's deep-seated obsession was a righteous cause that no captain could reach.

The major general, only in his early thirties, had a bright future ahead of him. But he volunteered to control a vengeful ghost, becoming Wang Xiaoming's test subject, and only after repeatedly teetering on the brink of death did he reach this point.

He didn't have Wang Xiaoming's intellect, nor Yang Jian's keen sense of the supernatural; he only had a burning passion, which he poured entirely into protecting his country.

Li Jun never cared about the process, only the result. Whether he became a ghost tamer or some other strange monster, as long as he could protect the land he loved, he would not regret it.

"This is?"

Liu San frowned slightly. Li Jun was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine. Looking at Li Jun's mouth, there were still a few herbal tendrils left on it.

The smell of this Chinese medicine was extremely strong, mixed with a putrid odor that only you'd find on a dead body. "It looks like it's from headquarters."

Wang Chaling stepped forward and looked at the Chinese medicine in Li Jun's mouth.

"Just now, Li Jun almost burned that cowboy hat to death for a moment, which must have been due to this Chinese medicine."

Liu San nodded, and the yellow paper on his arm gradually unfurled, gently wrapping Li Jun up and revealing his withered arm, which was then quickly covered by new pieces of yellow paper.

Wang Chaling saw everything clearly from the side, but he didn't say anything. Every captain has their own secrets. He turned to look at Yang Jian's side, where the cowboy was still alive even after Yang Jian chopped off his head with a knife.

I won't say anything.

The head wearing a cowboy hat stared intently at Yang Jian, its eyes filled with resentment. It believed that if it hadn't been in poor condition and been ambushed, it wouldn't have lost to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't even look at him directly, turning his gaze to Shen Lin, his tone calm.

"Of course, I believe you."

Shen Lin nodded, and then his figure disappeared from the spot. The head's expression suddenly twisted, and then a trace of fear appeared on its face.

"Wait! What did you do!?"

In the cowboy's memory, a blurry, terrifying figure was wielding an axe, relentlessly hacking at the fragments of his memory.
With each swing of his sword, a piece of his memory was lost. Gradually, a look of confusion appeared on the cowboy's face; he couldn't even remember who he was anymore.

Suddenly, the skin and flesh of his entire face tore apart violently, and Shen Lin's face emerged from his head.

"Found them. There's no one else here except the kings who were lying in ambush with us, but this person doesn't have any information about the other kings in their memories. Let's move quickly."

Yang Jian turned around and said, "Let's go get Zhang Jun's body. Liu San, keep an eye on Li Jun. We still need him to open that door."

"It will take a little more time to wake him up."

Liu San nodded. Two paper figures had appeared beside him, supporting the dying Li Jun.

The crimson ghost domain gradually spread out. Yang Jian was controlling the distance. He had noticed when he attacked the cowboy that his ghost domain was being burned by something. The burning sensation was extremely strange, as if it existed in the ghost eye itself. The ghost domain had already been attacked before it even unfolded.

Yang Jian shook his head.

"The ghost domain only covers a maximum of ten meters... you can only get there on foot."

The group walked across the desolate, silvery land. In the distance, the blue outline of Earth could be seen behind them, and their movements seemed light due to the moon's low gravity.

Yang Jian kept frowning; the strange burning sensation gave him an indescribable feeling.

It seemed that this attack was beyond his comprehension, leaving him completely unable to analyze it.

The group walked for about ten minutes.

Shen Lin, who was leading the way, stopped.

"arrive.."

(End of this chapter)