Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 70 First Battle (Part 5)

In front of Shen Lin, a man dressed entirely in black slowly straightened up. His skin reflected an eerie luster, as if he had been soaked in ink.

The axe blade fell, aimed straight for the ink-stained man's head, but the heavy axe bounced off the skin as if it had struck a soft, rotten mass of flesh, unable to penetrate even an inch.

Shen Lin felt the trembling axe in his hand, a strange look flashing in his eyes as he looked at the man in front of him, analyzing the attack he had just witnessed.

It wasn't that Shen Lin's attack failed, but rather that the seemingly effective supernatural contact was actually deflected by the layer of ink on the skin's surface. This person dodged the axe attack in an extremely unusual supernatural way, and then the layer of ink quickly bounced up, shaking the axe away from the side.

Shen Lin thought to himself, "A very tricky angle for using the supernatural... Let's try again at an even faster speed..."

At this moment, the man with the ink suddenly asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Shouldn't it be that you found out...?"

Shen Lin said coldly, "I saw it."

"What's the meaning.."

The man covered in ink had a hint of doubt in his voice.

"Behind you." Shen Lin pointed behind him.

The man with the ink on his face subconsciously turned his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Behind him, a man stood quietly, whom he hadn't even noticed.

He was an ordinary-looking man, the kind of person who wouldn't attract anyone's attention in a crowd, but the moment Shen Lin saw him, he remembered him.

Li Leping, a forgotten name, a captain who had been with the team since the beginning of the organization.

At that moment, the man named Li Leping gently raised his arm, and his body emitted bursts of acrid black smoke that quickly spread.

Reach out and touch.

The seemingly slow attack left the man in ink with no way to avoid it. Even though he was currently watching Li Leping, the black smoke made Li Leping appear and disappear in his vision. Every second, he would forget the fact that Li Leping had attacked him a second ago.

The inevitable death rule has been triggered.

Seeing the hand already resting on his shoulder, the man with the ink-black hair looked surprised: "When...?"

The body suddenly collapsed, rotting flesh gushed out from the surface, and pale bones were revealed in the black smoke.

That's how supernatural battles work; the higher the intensity of the battle, the faster it happens, often deciding the winner in an instant.

But this man, whose body was covered in black ink, was clearly an anomaly. Even in this state, he could still move, and his hands, which were covered in iridescent black ink, reached straight for Li Leping.

But there's more than one captain here now.

The next second, two phantom figures appeared before him. They were two lifeless old men who suddenly appeared in front of the man with ink, and their hands, which were about to grab Li Leping, were suddenly suspended in mid-air.

This time, a hint of fear appeared on the ink-painted man's face. The two old men who suddenly appeared in front of him were far too illogical, and the vengeful spirit within him was instantly suppressed.

Such absolute suppression is extremely rare in the supernatural community. There wasn't even a process of confrontation. Even when facing an S-class supernatural being, he had never felt such a strong sense of oppression.

Immediately afterward, to the astonishment of the man in ink, a cold, sinister light flashed overhead, and a blood-red axe descended from above, cleaving him in two like a hot knife through oil.

As expected, the man in ink turned into a corpse. With all three captains attacking at the same time, there were very few people in the supernatural community who could stop him.

Meanwhile, on Li Jun's side, the dark green ghost flames on half of his charred body were slowly dying out.

Yang Jian stared at the shadow covered by the lake.

"He got away..." Yang Jian had already made his move before Li Jun took action, but the supernatural power that person possessed was extremely strange. Unlike Yang Jian's headless ghost, that shadow seemed not to exist in reality and had no physical form at all.

That person seemed to be using shadows as a medium, and in this city full of shadows, even Yang Jian would find it extremely difficult to pinpoint his location.

Liu San was silent for a moment before speaking:

"The blood-red dagger lurks in the shadows; these characteristics fit the profile of a core member of the King's organization codenamed 'Assassin'."

"Let's go, keep moving, we don't have much time."

Li Jun picked up the man with the ink stains and threw him into a body bag, then continued leading the team forward.

"Wait..." Yang Jian stopped in his tracks, and at the same time Shen Lin also noticed something.

Gripping the axe tightly, Shen Lin looked around: "Something's coming."

At this moment, even Li Jun sensed something was amiss, as if countless eyes were watching him from somewhere, making his location completely exposed.

Suddenly, a white light appeared out of thin air in front of them, flashing continuously. Yang Jian reacted the fastest. Without even hesitating, the dark, headless ghostly figure on the ground quickly covered it.

However, the headless ghost was stuck at the edge of the white light and could not move forward even an inch.

"Stop."

A dull sound came from the white light.

A figure emerged; it was a foreign man dressed in a black priest's robe. The man's attire reminded Yang Jian of the church priests he had seen on television.

"Li Jun." The foreign man greeted Li Jun, and the two seemed to know each other.

“We are not enemies; I am only here to retrieve his body.”

The priest pointed to the body bag at Li Jun's feet, which contained the body of the man with the ink.

Before anyone could speak, the priest continued, "Don't rush to refuse. I know where you're going, and I can give you clear directions."

The priest in front of them was clearly a demon tamer. The moment he appeared, everyone had a strange feeling, as if hundreds or thousands of eyes were staring at them.

Everyone could sense that the supernatural aura emanating from this person was no less than theirs.

However, the team leaders present had all experienced countless paranormal events and witnessed even more unusual and dangerous supernatural occurrences, so they did not panic at all.

Liu San looked at Li Jun and asked, "Do you know him?"

Li Jun nodded: "I guess so. Zhang Jun had interacted with him before and provided headquarters with some intelligence about foreign countries."

Wang Chaling then stepped forward.

"What's your reason? You show up at this time trying to take away the body of a core member of the King Organization. Why should we believe you?"

"exchange."

As the priest spoke, he slowly raised his hand, cautiously, as if afraid of causing misunderstanding among the crowd. A corpse that was no longer human was thrown out from the white light behind him, and the corpse was still holding a blood-red dagger in its hand.

“I’ll exchange this body for yours. I’m not a member of the King’s Organization. I’ve always opposed their actions, but my power is limited, and I can only protect myself.”

(End of this chapter)