The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 891 Existence
On the cement slope of the river embankment, Qilin sank into a severely cracked pit. His face was pale, his lips were slightly open, and his mouth was full of bloody teeth.

The power of Wang Zikai's punch was quite terrifying. The previous Qilin was already dead, but the Qilin with 75% of the Qinglong's physical strength was able to withstand this punch.

He mobilized his mental power to quickly block the pain in his body, and at the same time activated [Puppet Master] to convert the blood amber puppet's [Patient] into his own body.

A few seconds later, Wang Zikai, who was carrying Zhang Wei on his back, appeared in the air and punched Qilin down.

Qilin held a cane in his hand and turned to dodge.

"boom--"

Wang Zikai smashed the concrete slope with one punch, causing stones and soil to fly everywhere.

Zhang Wei shrank his head and hid behind Wang Zikai, with his face pressed against the back of his head, not daring to move at all for fear of being injured by the gravel.

Wang Zikai missed a punch and rushed towards Qilin again. Qilin had jumped far away and regained his balance. He was holding a cane with one hand and waited for Wang Zikai to come over.

Wang Zikai felt happy, and a serious fight was just what he wanted.

Just as he was about to approach Qilin, his sensitive nose immediately smelled a smell of decay and filth.

- It's poison!
Wang Zikai immediately retreated.

A gash opened in Qilin's right heart at some point, and black blood poured out continuously and fell to the ground, forming a large piece of thick black plasma, in which some evil and filthy microorganisms seemed to be slowly flowing.

Then, the disgusting black object quickly melted and turned into a dense black poisonous mist, which surrounded Qilin, making it impossible to get close within ten meters.

"Damn it! Another one who doesn't respect martial ethics!" Wang Zikai was very angry: No matter whether it was an animal or a human being, no one was willing to have a simple fight with him.

"Sure enough, it's Lao Yin criticizing!" Zhang Wei was surprised at first, but soon felt it was reasonable.

His [confidence] can be immune to toxin damage to a certain extent, but these days he has been focusing on building up the self-confidence for Wang Zikai to be immune to [everything]. Now, if he wants to make Wang Zikai immune to toxins in a few words, he will definitely not be able to do it.

Zhang Wei was unwilling. As Wang Zikai's second brain, he had to make a decision whether to continue fighting or to retreat immediately.

This is Zhang Wei's first mission. If he can assist Wang Zikai in killing Qilin, that will be a first-class achievement. From now on, even if he is not proud and walks like a wind in Jiu Si, Sister Ying will have to look up to him.

But this [patient]'s poison is really weird. Once he is infected, both of them will have to answer here.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei had an idea and turned his head.

——Qilin’s [Infinite Evolution] and [Patient] are not his own abilities. There is always a time limit, right?
——As for the rest of the Haichuan regiment, there are not many decent ones now, even though we don’t have many effective people.

——But Wang Zikai can fight, time is definitely on our side!
Suddenly, Zhang Wei's confidence increased greatly.

He patted Wang Zikai and signaled him not to act yet, and then shouted to Qilin - on the one hand to explore the truth, and on the other hand to build momentum: "Qilin! Your everything is useless to us! Today is the day you die!"

Qilin's slightly thin figure is leaning on a cane, standing in the black poisonous mist, his figure is vague.

Zhang Wei thought of those dead companions again, those voices, faces, and smiles that only existed in his memory.

He yelled angrily: "Qilin! You colluded with the evil beast, started a civil war for your own selfish desires, and killed so many compatriots! Even if you die ten thousand times, it won't be enough to apologize!"

"Ha ha."

The figure in the black poisonous mist suddenly smiled. His voice was calm, with a hint of condescension and contempt:

"Zhang Wei, where do you get the confidence to think you can beat me?"

Zhang Wei was silent.

His intuition told him that Qilin didn't seem to be bluffing.

But reason told Zhang Wei that Qilin had no chance of winning.But if he has no chance of winning, he will definitely control the two puppets Qinglong and Xuepo to hold Wang Zikai, and then he will take the opportunity to escape.

But Qilin didn't do this, which showed that he was indeed confident.Wang Zikai has been observing the changes in the poisonous fog, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

His eyes narrowed and he "smelled" the surge of energy within Qilin's body.

Wang Zikai was reckless, but not stupid. He instinctively jumped back, pulled away a certain distance, and uttered three words: "Something is wrong."

Qilin leaned on crutches and took a step forward. The black poisonous mist surrounding him began to flow, and his face gradually became clearer, revealing a chilling coldness and gloom.

"Zhang Wei, let me ask you, do you understand human beings?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Wei didn't understand.

"Do you understand the ultimate mission of an advanced life form like human beings?" Qilin asked in a different way.

Zhang Wei was silent, and Wang Zikai was even more confused: he could understand these words apart, but he couldn't understand them together at all.

"I'll tell you." Qilin took another step forward.

"The ultimate mission of mankind is to exist. No matter what the cost, mankind must survive."

Zhang Wei seemed to understand a little bit: "Who doesn't want to exist? Who doesn't want to live? Aren't everyone fighting for this? You talk about great principles, but you do bad things like killing your fellow humans!"

"You are mistaken." Qilin continued to walk forward, "Living does not mean existing."

"Sick! I think you are just fucking sick!" Zhang Wei was furious. He was finally sure that Qilin was a psychopath.

"How ridiculous of me." Qilin sighed slightly, his tone full of pity: "I actually tried to make you understand such a thing."

After the words fell, Qilin completely walked out of the black poisonous mist, and the dim moonlight shone on his face.

Zhang Wei and Wang Zikai were both shocked.

The green light in Qilin's left eye shone brighter and brighter, but his right eye was only empty.

To be precise, his right eyeball melted and turned into thick black blood sliding down his face. At the same time, a faint evil fragrance filled the air.

Qilin held a cane in his hand, opened his arms towards the night sky, and spoke with a deep voice.

"Wake up! Howl!"

"Dance! Sing!"

"The white phoenix blooming in the puppet ballad!"

……

"Grumbling--"

While Qilin was talking to Zhang Wei, small bubbles appeared on the river near Qingyang Bridge, and then ripples appeared. They were slight at first, but soon became turbulent, accompanied by circles of white energy.

When Qilin shouted the three words "White Phoenix", a column of water rose up from the river. When the column of water receded, a holy and coquettish white mummy appeared under the moonlight.

The mummy's appearance was slender and graceful. She should have been an adult woman during her lifetime, but her lower abdomen was bright red, as if a piece of it had been dug out.

It is the corpse of an animal sleeping in a black coffin in an underground temple in the Nigerian desert.

Qilin, who was blind in his right eye, had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and a smile.

"No one can leave tonight."

(End of this chapter)