The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1058 is late

Huge forces collided, and time and space seemed to freeze for half a second.

"Ding--"

The golden gloves on Qilin's fists, the golden armor on his arms, and the golden holy clothes on his body instantly shattered into pieces, and the golden lotus that bound Gao Yang and Qing Ling also shattered.

At the same time, a huge shock wave spread out between the two fists, and the dazzling golden light illuminated the arrogant smile of the blond boy and Qilin's surprised and blood-stained face.

"boom--"

A second later, the Kirin flew dozens of meters away, plunged into the side of the crater, and blasted out a small crater.

Gao Yang and Qing Ling were thrown away by the shock wave and fell on the scorched earth not far away.

Gao Yang was lying on the ground, unable to stand up.

Wang Zikai turned his back to Gao Yang and did not look back, but his voice was more serious than ever before: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Gao Yang wanted to remind Wang Zikai that Qilin was difficult to deal with.

But he didn't even have the strength to speak. The only thing he could do was to open his eyes wide and stare at the tall, solemn back of Wang Zikai.

win!
Wang Zikai!
Win for me!
……

North gate of Qinghe Park.

When Douhu and Tengu heard Jiuhan's message, they immediately stopped attacking the spider monster and landed on the rooftop of a low residential building.

"What's wrong?" Douhu asked, holding the giant sword.

"Watch carefully."

Jiuhan still looked up at the giant spider stuck in the crack in time and space. Douhu and Tengu also looked over, and saw that its spider claws that had been chopped had recovered as before.

"The recovery ability is so strong!" Douhu frowned.

"It's a bit foul." Tengu also expressed his opinion.

Jiuhan looked solemn: "We have been in its dragnet for a long time. Once it is injured, it will absorb energy from everyone's body and share the damage, and sooner or later it will consume us to death."

"It seems... yes." The Tengu was a little hesitant, but some of the energy in his body was indeed stolen.

"What should we do?" Douhu asked, "Don't fight?"

"No way." Jiuhan narrowed his eyes: "If we let it go, something big might happen."

Jiuhan had a flash of inspiration and looked at the Tengu: "Is it possible to knock it back into the space-time rift with one blow?"

Tengu shook his head.

Jiuhan looked at Douhu again: "Or kill it with one blow?"

Douhu smiled bitterly: "You just saw it, it has eight legs. I'm going to become a pedicure master."

"Shall we go together?" Jiuhan reminded: "I have three heads and six arms."

Douhu's eyes lit up, he thought for a moment, and then shook his head: "It's difficult. With its size, we can't kill it with one hit even if we are combined."

After Douhu said this, he suddenly felt angry and irritated like never before.

"Bang!"

Douhu threw the giant sword away and sat down: "I'm so annoyed, I won't fight anymore!"

Just when Jiuhan was about to persuade Douhu to cheer up, extremely pessimistic emotions instantly poured into Jiuhan's brain, making him feel a deep sense of futility and despair.

He also sat down: "Then let's wait to die together."

Tengu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt quite boring. He also sat cross-legged, put on the headphones around his neck, and decided to choose a "legendary song" for himself.

On the roof of the building, three people sat facing each other, with a giant spider watching them silently above their heads.This scene is indescribably weird.In fact, the three of them failed to notice that the invisible threads of control had tightly entangled them, almost turning them into a green mummy.

The faces on the two spider legs of the Puppet King have also disappeared. They are "sadness" and "calm" respectively. The two emotions are intertwined to form a sense of pessimism and futility.

These emotions were quietly implanted into the minds of the three people and played a role.

Douhu took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, but he forgot that he didn't bring a fire.

He glanced at Jiuhan: "Is there a fire?"

"No." Jiuhan lowered his head.

"Tengu?"

The tengu had closed his eyes and was immersed in the singing.

"Damn, it's so boring!" Douhu crushed the cigarette into a ball and threw it on the ground: "I can't even smoke a cigarette before I die..."

Suddenly, Douhu was startled.

smoke.

He seems to have captured important key words.

——I wanted to smoke, but I didn’t bring a fire.

——Why didn’t I bring fire?

——Because I quit smoking.

——Why should I quit smoking?
——Because the White Rabbit died, I blame myself very much.

——I swear, I will not smoke again until I successfully avenge White Rabbit.

——Have I taken revenge?

--No?
——Then what am I doing here?
——Yes, why should I sit here and wait to die?
——What the fuck...

--for!Varied!What!No!war!fight!

"what!"

Suddenly, a huge amount of energy fell from the sky, like a bolt of lightning, struck Douhu and poured directly into his Tianling Gai.

Then, a cold and sacred voice sounded in Douhu’s ears:

"189, angry, hurt."

"189, angry, hurt."

Douhu gasped for air, his eyes excited.

He grabbed the giant sword, jumped up suddenly, kicked Jiuhan to the ground, tore off the Tengu's headphones and threw them away: "Cheer up! You two losers!"

Jiuhan and Tiangu were both startled, and suddenly woke up like they were dreaming!

They felt incredible about their pessimism just now, as if that person was not themselves, but another person pretending to be them, thinking for them, and deceiving their brains.

"Our emotions...were controlled just now?" Jiuhan stood up and looked at Douhu.

"Almost!" Douhu shouted, "Nine Cold Tengu! Fusion!"

"Okay!" Jiuhan was delighted, knowing that Douhu had a solution.

Douhu smiled crookedly: "Let me show you how valuable the vice-captain is!"

(End of this chapter)