"Cough, cough~"
Enduring the aching pain throughout his body, Xu Yue staggered over to a heap of collapsed building rubble. Then, with great effort, he lifted away chunks of broken stone. As the movements inside continued in tandem, a dirt-covered figure finally sprang out from within.
It was Zheng Zha, resurrected by the Resurrection Cross.
The moment Zheng Zha emerged and saw the devastation before him, remembering his companions who had all died, he could not help but throw back his head and roar in fury.
His fists pounded the ground as he vented the emotions in his heart.
"One blow was enough to crush you? What a waste of the Resurrection Cross Zhan Lan exchanged for you."
Xu Yue sat amid the rubble in tattered clothes, watching Zheng Zha rage helplessly. His expression remained calm.
"Who exactly are you?!"
No matter how naïve and idealistic Zheng Zha was, he knew Xu Yue's identity was highly suspicious.
"Who I am isn't important. What matters is whether you want to save them."
Xu Yue's words made the light return to Zheng Zha's despair-filled eyes. Save them? They had been reduced to ashes right before his eyes. Could they still be saved?
Yet he did not think the other man had any reason to deceive him. The man was stronger than him, and he had nothing worth taking anyway!
"You have the Necronomicon in your hands. Don't you know what it was originally used for? I mean, its role in the original plot."
Guided by Xu Yue's words, Zheng Zha immediately stopped venting his helpless rage and quickly calmed down to think. Instinctively, he used the third-stage Gene Lock to simulate Chu Xuan's way of thinking.
"So this blow isn't necessarily a bad thing for you. At least... you still have a