Deep underground.
Wang Zhanbo lay at the entrance, staring at the comic book in his hand with a conflicted expression. "Hiss... Was the plot like this before?"
"I remember it was supposed to revolve around a great treasure. How did it suddenly turn into a ghost story?"
"Let me see. The protagonist wanted to find the treasure because he was the evil spirit guarding it. Every time he left, it was to lure more people in, then devour their souls."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It even described the method of devouring souls in such detail."
"Anyone who believes that is a pig."
Chen Yi, his face somewhat pale, stepped on his head. "Who are you calling a cricket?"
Wang Zhanbo claimed to be talking about the comic, but it sounded like he was clearly alluding to Chen Yi.
Chen Yi was the treasure, the Star Spirits and Ascended were the treasure hunters, and the players wanted to "devour" them.
"It hurts, it hurts... Ah Yi, are you trying to kill me?!"
Chen Yi casually crushed the last Lingering Embers on his body and healed Wang Zhanbo. "At your state, you'll die soon enough even without me doing anything."
Though Wang Zhanbo appeared perfectly healthy, he was like a piece of porcelain covered in cracks.
He could indeed unleash combat power for a short time, but afterward, he would die even more decisively than Chen Yi.
Who knew what this guy had gone through before.
Strictly speaking, there were three seriously injured patients here.
Chen Yi, Fire Dragon, and Wang Zhanbo.
The only combatant unaffected was Chuka.
If Chuka could even be counted as a combat unit...
As Lingering Embers' immense vitality entered his body, Wang Zhanbo felt noticeably lighter all over. If the foot on his head could be removed, he