A pair of golden pupils hung above the city walls like dying tadpoles, their eyeballs constantly rotating, now glancing up, now side-eyeing, now staring straight ahead.
It was incredibly eerie!
Whoosh!
But eventually, all these pupils converged, focusing on one point, with all their gaze falling upon Indra.
"Eyes!"
"They're like my eyes!"
Indra furrowed his brows.
His gaze hardened, his golden pupils radiating light as they swept over the myriad of eyeballs on the crystal walls. Then, he slowly raised his hand, covering half of his face, his index finger gently touching his eyelid, feeling the clear sensation on his fingertip.
Whoosh!
As Indra's gaze swept over, the string of eyeballs hanging on the crystal walls began to change.
Countless golden pupils moved in unison, suddenly turning to look at Indra.
Boom!
Thunderous booming!
The next moment, the golden eyeballs suddenly brightened up, golden bolts of lightning striking down in an instant.