Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 258 Comrades (Fifteen)
"It seems that this era has also produced a group of extraordinary talents."

Looking at his own lifeless body, a barely perceptible hint of relief flashed in Zhang Xianguang's eyes.

He was indeed surprised for a moment. He had thought that he might lose in the fight, but he never expected to be killed without his knowledge.

The light bulb hanging in mid-air flickered, as if it was about to go out. As the light swayed, the headquarters lobby reappeared. It seemed that killing Zhang Xianguang had worked.

The team leaders stood on the opposite side, their expressions still grave; the matter was far from over.

These five Zhang Xianguangs do not seem to be entities created by supernatural supernatural phenomena. Instead, each one seems to be a physical entity, and the death of any one of them is the death of a real Zhang Xianguang.

The current situation is that although the captains have managed to kill Zhang Xianguang through precise teamwork, there are still five left on the scene.

If these five people act at the same time, no one can stop them.

"I take back what I just said. If it were me from the same era, and I were to face you one-on-one, the outcome would be hard to say."

Zhang Xianguang stood under the light bulb and brandished his long sword.

As he moved, the light returned and gradually spread out, but the range was obviously not as large as before. The decrease in the amount of light reduced the range of the light.

He slowly began, "But I'm curious, in your current state, how many times can you withstand this? One of me? Two?"

Yang Jian stared expressionlessly at the remaining five Zhang Xianguangs on the field. Every supernatural event has its traces.

That light bulb was clearly beyond Zhang Xianguang's control; as the number of bulbs decreased, the supernatural power he could exert over them would gradually weaken.

The best proof is that killing one of the clones reduced the coverage area of ​​the light bulb.

In other words, the intensity will not be as terrifying as it was before.

However, Yang Jian did not believe that each Zhang Xianguang was a real entity. There must be an anchor point among them, which created the illusion that each one was a real entity.

Among these five, his true identity is definitely included.

The cold black flames intertwined with the red light, and the dark shadow behind them was immersed in a lake.

He glanced up and saw the coffin nails at the end of the spear.

Zhang Xianguang will definitely be on guard against this move, but the captains are not without backup plans; they always have alternative solutions in mind.

Li Leping still had a coffin nail, which he hadn't used, waiting to kill one of the Zhang Xianguangs to obtain more information.

Now, if we can find Zhang Xianguang's true identity, we can decide the outcome with one strike.

"I always thought we were almost at the end of the road on the paranormal."

Shen Lin helped Li Leping up, carrying an axe in his hand. But the axe seemed incredibly heavy, ridiculously heavy.

He had already completely torn the muscles in his arm just by holding it up like that, but he dared not put it down, as he was unsure when Zhang Xianguang would launch another attack.

He continued, "But the more I researched, the more I realized that there was still a long way to go."

His gloomy gaze was fixed on Zhang Xianguang.

"Especially your appearance forced us to try to make deeper contact with the vengeful spirits we control in a short period of time."

"But you made one mistake."

Ye Zhen, holding a long sword, stood beside Li Jun. He was unharmed, but Li Jun looked terrible.

Half of his body looked as if it had been scorched by fire and then doused with sulfuric acid, making it look extremely terrifying.

He gently placed his hand on Li Jun's shoulder and continued, "You didn't kill him. Perhaps you still have many tricks up your sleeve, but you were too confident, which is why you can't act like you did before. As long as we find the real you, we still have a chance of winning."

Just as Shen Lin and Ye Zhen said.

This battle didn't seem like a life-or-death struggle; it was more like a lesson in some sense. Zhang Xianguang never displayed any other supernatural abilities throughout, which was clearly impossible.

The captains also didn't believe that a ghost tamer who could survive from the Republic of China era to the present day wouldn't have some extraordinary methods.

But after the confrontation, everyone present had a clearer understanding of their own supernatural experiences.

Yang Jian didn't bother with any nonsense.

A plan that has been in development since the Republic of China era cannot be changed by him in just a few words.

The ghost eye surveyed its surroundings, and the range of light diminished, meaning that the ghost dream could now be activated.

The surface of the lake above everyone's heads was already reflecting some blurry images.

There was a forest there, seemingly trying to completely invade reality, but it was blocked by light and couldn't be seen clearly.

"It's working. If I can kill one more person, I can access another timeline."

"Woof!!!"

Inside the hall, in the shadows where the lights didn't reach, a dog suddenly barked.

Before anyone knew it, the entire hall, in all the dark areas, was covered with a layer of cold lake water, and countless black dogs darted back and forth on the water, ready to pounce at any moment.

Although Yang Jian is unable to completely invade that forest now, the reduced range of light has created a medium for the ghost dream to invade reality.

Yang Jian's crimson ghost eyes swept over the five identical Zhang Xianguangs, and he raised his spear, pointing at one of them.

"Although I'm not entirely sure, the 'light' is definitely related to your abilities. The key point isn't the light bulb; these lights are the supernatural manifestation of your ghost, you could say it's a kind of ghost realm."

"The analysis is very good."

Zhang Xianguang nodded, admitting it directly.

"But are you sure you want to lay a hand on me?"

He stood still, making no defensive moves.

Raise your hand and point in one direction

There, five terrifying old men appeared at the same time.

It was lifeless and on the verge of death, like a corpse that had been forcibly dragged out of a coffin.

The five elderly men turned around at the same time and took a step toward Wang Xiaoming.

Everyone was shocked.

The five ghosts correspond to five Zhang Xianguangs.

Only then did they realize that while they were taking action, the other five Zhang Xianguangs had not been idle.

While fighting the captains, he had already made the worst-case scenario plan: if he were killed, he would reawaken the old man, forcing the captains to focus on fighting him, thus preventing his plans from being disrupted.

Zhang Xianguang's success today is not only due to his longevity, but more importantly, his ability to anticipate the consequences of each failed plan and devise the most perfect response.

Now, at this very moment.

Although the team leader present had the ability to barely contend with him, the five old men were approaching Wang Xiaoming.

The team leaders exchanged a glance.

They had no choice but to stop attacking Zhang Xianguang and instead intercept the old man.

(End of this chapter)