The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 901 Go to Hell
At the same time, Qingyang Bridge.

The moon was gray and cold, and the bridge collapsed.

In the sky above Lijiang, a huge animal puppet spread its wings, looked up to the sky and screamed, and the powerful "cleansing power" spread in circles.

It continuously deepens the imprint of the "mother", "purifies" and "tames" all life forms within a two-kilometer radius, turning them into "babies" with pure souls and fragile bodies.

In the stone pit on the river embankment, the "golden broad sword" in Qilin's hand pierced Wang Zikai's chest, and blood spattered everywhere.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Wang Zikai let out a huge roar, vibrating with manic red energy, dyeing the nearby river surface red.

The defense mechanisms in his body were activated instinctively, preventing Kirin from injecting the energy from the crutch into his body and destroying him from the inside.

Soon, the golden broadsword disappeared and turned into an ordinary black gold crutch.

Wang Zikai tilted his head and fainted.

The Kirin failed to stab the heart and moved downwards by a few centimeters.

It wasn't that he missed, but that he was interfered by some kind of force field at the critical moment, so he immediately made amends and tried to inject energy to make up for it, but he didn't want to be held up by Wang Zikai.

Qilin had no choice but to pull out the black gold crutch and perform the same trick again.

The powerful "power of pressure" fell from the sky again, making his body become heavy. Not only that, even the beasts above his head stopped screaming.

Qilin was startled, his mental strength slackened, and the wooden man's effect was lifted.

"brush--"

A gust of wind blew past his eyes, Wang Zikai disappeared at his feet, and Jingzhe took him away.

Qilin was well aware of Jingzhe's speed and gave up the pursuit.

He had already guessed that the nearby members of the Zodiac and Jiu Si would soon be rescued by Jingzhe, and Jingzhe would not approach Qilin again, giving him a chance to seize his own.

Tonight, Qilin lost one eye and lost many of his men, but only eliminated the opponent's soldiers and generals. This result made him feel angry and humiliated.

He suppressed his anger and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, there was a little boy floating in the air near the beast puppet.

Qilin amplifies the six senses and sees clearly immediately.

The little boy Mo is about seven or eight years old, with soft silver hair, neatly parted in the middle, and wearing a retro children's dress. He has big eyes, pupils as red as gems, and a faint beauty mark on the corner of his right eye.

He looks docile and cute, but his frown is etched with melancholy and maturity.

Even though it was the first time Qilin met him, he immediately guessed his name.

The first ghost in the misty world, the leader of the ghost group, calls himself the patriarch, a little boy who only grows in age but not in body - Chun.

Qilin clenched his crutches, and with a thought, injected all his spiritual power into the beast puppet!

"Yi—"

The beasts broke free from Kaichun's coercive force, flapped their wings, created a frantic hurricane, and roared angrily, emitting an even stronger cleansing power.

Chun's hair and clothes were dancing wildly, but he remained frozen in mid-air without blinking, showing no discomfort at all from the beast's mental attack.

Qilin jumped two or three times to reach the top of the beast. He was leaning on a cane, with a stern expression and an unhappy tone.

"What's going on with us Awakened Ones, why are you just here to join in the fun?"

"I have no control over your fight in the nest." Chun Wang looked at Qilin, his eyes majestic and sullen: "But you dare to use a living beast as a puppet, who gave you the courage?"

Qilin's eyes flashed: Ha, that's it.

His current behavior is undoubtedly a huge insult to this beast, no less than digging a grave and whipping a corpse. As a life born of the race of beasts, it is normal for Chun to feel offended and insulted.

At the same time, this also explains why Chun and Jingzhe are completely immune to the spiritual cleansing of the living beasts - they are "ghosts" born of the living beasts, and their bodies are filled with the power of the curse given to them by the living beasts.However, Gao Yang is the heir of the gods and is no longer a "ghost". He does not have complete curse power in his body, so he was not immune to the mental cleansing of Zhuang Mei's second form.

"I thought you would hate them." Qilin smiled half-heartedly.

"Hate." Chun repeated the word.

Two seconds later, he looked at the huge white bird in front of him again: "Of course I hate them. No one hates them more than me."

Qilin was stunned for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly: If you hate it, why do you want to intervene?
Of course Qilin didn't understand, and Haru didn't intend to explain.

Ever since Haru learned that ghosts are born from animals and humans, her hatred for mothers has grown day by day.

Unfortunately, the moment a ghost is born is the moment the beast dies. They and their mothers are like yesterday and today, destined to be unable to coexist, and the only moment of intersection disappears in an instant.

But, Chun really wants to ask mothers on behalf of other similar people:

——Why did you risk your life to give birth to us?
——Why are we sent to this foggy world?

——Do you know what it feels like to be abandoned by the whole world at birth?

——From the first second we came into this world, what we felt was not warmth and care, but coldness, loneliness, fear, helplessness, confusion, and a nightmare curse that we couldn’t get rid of.

——When we were young, we were hunted by the awakened, tortured and killed by high-level beasts, and tortured by curses.

——Do you know how we got here these years?

——No one has ever told us what life is, and no one has ever taught us how to love.

——In order to resist loneliness, we can only keep looking for companions; in order to resist hunger, we have to look for "food", but the greater "hunger" deep in our hearts has never been satisfied.

——We have always wanted to find out: What exactly is a ghost?
——Ghost, what is the purpose of coming to this world?What is the meaning?What is the mission?What is the destination?
- No one told us, ever.

——Until now, the truth has come out.

——It turns out that we are just your trial and error again and again. We are just the huge, insignificant "error" behind the "correctness". We are born as defective products that should be disposed of.

——But you don’t even bother to destroy us?
——You let us defective products be born, let us fend for ourselves in the garbage dump, struggle in pain, and then die of the tragic curse without exception, just like a third-rate joke.

Chun looked at his "mother" in front of him, the initiator of his fate, and felt a deep and overwhelming hatred.

Damn it, even with so much hatred, a familiar and distant voice still sounded in my mind.

That was a prenatal song that Chun heard when he was still in his mother's womb. It was his only memory of his biological mother.

——"The spring rain shocks the spring and clears the valley sky,"

——"The summer is full of awns and the summer heat is connected,"

——"Autumn dew, autumn frost falls,"

——"Snow in winter and little big cold in winter."

——"Two sections per month will not change,"

——"A day or two at most."

——"In the first half of the year, June [-]st,"

——"In the second half of the year, eight or twenty-three..."

……

Chun's eyes melted, like two rubies thrown into a furnace, turning into sticky slag and sliding down from his pale face.

Qilin was startled, and suddenly felt unprecedented pressure, and even the overflowing spiritual rays were suppressed.

Chun stretched out his arms forward and looked at the huge white bird in front of him with his empty bloody eyes:
"Mom, come to hell with me."

(End of this chapter)