The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1215 There is light in the eyes
At 5:20 in the morning, a group of people walked into the dilapidated square and came under the Pride Throne.

Gao Yang stood in front, with his companions lined up behind him:

Lao 7, Yishi, Dr. Jia, Zhang Wei, Liao, Hong Xiaoxiao, Chen Ying, Nana, Meng Yang, Gregor, Bai Lu, Jun Ma, Crow Shark, Jing Shu, Tang Xiaocong, Sun Huan.

Wang Zikai looked down at everyone, his eyes could not be said to be filled with pleasure or amusement, and soon fell on Gao Yang.

Gao Yang met his gaze, "Should I call you Wang Zikai, or arrogant."

"It's all right."

Wang Zikai seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "I am very easy-going, as long as the other person knows how to be humble."

Wang Zikai's eyes darkened, and his pressure increased tenfold.

All members of Gao Yang were instantly frozen in place, their bodies twisting and swelling.

"Bang bang bang-"

Seventeen people exploded and turned into green leaves and energy particles floating in the sky. They were all dummies made by [Plants] and [Substitutes].

Wang Zikai was not angry, and squinted at the empty square: "Gao Yang, I will give you another chance to have a good conversation, so cherish it."

"Soon-"

Hong Xiaoxiao released [Invisibility] and put one hand on Gao Yang's shoulder and one hand on Crow Shark's shoulder.

Golden energy surged out from under Gao Yang's feet, creating an absolute barrier.

Crow Shark opened the door to [Dimensional Space], and the rest of his companions walked out.

At this point, everyone appears, under the protection of the absolute barrier.

Gao Yang walked out of the barrier alone, walked under the high platform, and looked up at Wang Zikai.

"Very good." Wang Zikai smiled with satisfaction.

"Should I call you Wang Zikai, or arrogant." Gao Yang repeated.

Wang Zikai thought for a moment and raised his eyebrows frivolously: "Let's call me Wang Zikai. I like this name, but it's just a name. Don't have any expectations."

Gao Yang nodded: "I understand."

Wang Zikai put his hand on his chin, and his tone was as natural as a family conversation: "Gao Xin is dead, you know."

"know."

"Jealousy is also dead. Did you kill him?"

"Yes."

"Gao Yang, you have to understand, whether they are trustworthy or jealous, their choices are all with my tacit approval, and I allow this ending to happen."

"The fact that you are standing here to meet your own end is the result of my acquiescence. If I just kill you and those people behind you, it would be too simple, so simple that it would be boring."

Gao Yang was silent.

"Ah, that's right." Wang Zikai remembered something and smiled happily, "Gao Yang, I said I would give you a replacement birthday gift."

"Ah."

"The gift is that I am willing to give you another chance to choose." Wang Zikai leaned forward, like an owner on the sofa chatting with a pet on the floor. "You have two choices now. One, bring your people to challenge me, and then die in despair. Two, you fight me alone."

Gao Yang thought for two seconds and asked: "Winning or losing, will you let them go?"

"Okay, it doesn't matter whether they live or die." Wang Zikai shrugged: "Even ants will have the illusion that they are important, it is understandable."

Gao Yang was silent.

"Gao Yang, you just need to fight me for seven seconds." Wang Zikai raised his hand and bent his index finger:
"If you don't die within seven seconds, I will."

Gao Yang was startled.

Ridiculous, so ridiculous.

But this is indeed something that arrogance can do. Rather, only people who are extremely arrogant can do this kind of thing.

"In these seven seconds, can I use any talent?" Gao Yang asked.

"You can do anything." Wang Zikai repeated in a relaxed tone: "If you don't die within seven seconds, I will."

There was a brief silence.

"I want to know the reason." Gao Yang said.

"Reason?" Wang Zikai thought for a moment and raised his eyebrows:
"If I don't have to give a reason, I don't like the look in your eyes now. They are lifeless, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. I still like the light in your eyes, just for a few seconds, so that I can get interested in killing you."

Gao Yang was silent.

"no!"

Old 7 rushed out of the barrier at some point and came to Gao Yang: "Brother Yang! Don't believe this guy's nonsense!"

Old 7 tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and looked up at the lofty blond boy: "Arrogant, you are very strong, but you are just a dead beast, not a god! If we fight together, we may not lose!"

Old 7 looked at Gao Yang: "Brother Yang, don't fall into the trap! He just wants to defeat them one by one. If you die first, everyone will have no hope at all..."

Suddenly, blood flowed out of Lao 7's nostrils. His pupils were dilated and his face was ashen. He didn't understand what had happened to him.

Wang Zikai stood next to Lao 7. No one could see how he got here.

He maintained the posture of passing by Old 7, with one hand in his pocket and the other on Old 7's shoulder.

"Thank you Gao Yang. Every second of your life will be due to my friendship with him."

Wang Zikai took his hand away and walked towards Gao Yang.

"Wow!"

Old 7 vomited blood and fell to his knees, unconscious.

Wang Zikai came to Gao Yang and smiled half-heartedly: "There's no rush, there's still time, you think about it."

Gao Yang nodded: "Okay."

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zikai returned to the throne, leaning his body, holding his chin with one hand, and squinting slightly.

"I'm waiting for you."

(End of this chapter)