"Roar!!

A human-faced hound with a human face and appearance, but on all fours, revealing sharp and smelly teeth in its mouth.

Let out a beastly roar.

Perhaps the term "beast-like" is not appropriate, as after being transformed into such anomalous monsters by the Facelings, they no longer belong to humanity, but to one of the "beasts".

Human-faced hounds, like humans, are also social creatures.

To be precise, the people who have been transformed into various aliens have all maintained habits and lifestyles similar to those of humans.

This may cause many people to feel a deep chill and an extremely strong disgust.

However, this is the reality in its true sense!

The Human-Faced Hounds flocked to the air, all smelling the residual smell of blood in the air, and the extremely strong aura that had been marked by the Facelings.

The Human-Faced Hound led the way tentatively.

It can be seen that this human-faced hound is much larger than its companions, and its muscles are bloated for about two or three laps.

Obviously, it's stronger and more agile.

Even the eyes of the leader of the human-faced hounds had a cunning or two of primates, in addition to the cruelty peculiar to wild beasts.

It's just that this kind of cunning and wisdom, in the eyes of any normal human being, will only feel deep blasphemy and disgust.

It will never be seen as a member of the human race.

'Why should such a deformed and horrific being be our kind?' ’

"Click-"

The sound of shattering sounded clearly.

The shattered thing was none other than the braincase of the head hound.

Beneath the blood-colored spine, the head of the Human-Faced Hound leader was smashed cleanly with a weight it shouldn't have tolerated.

"Whew~"

There was only time for a short, rapid wail to come out of its throat.

The headless body twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

Aono stepped on the corpse of the human-faced hound, his eyes cold, but with an almost morbid excitement.

Sweep around.

The human-faced hounds, who have always regarded humans or other creatures as food, rarely shrank their heads when they faced Aono's gaze, and their paws unconsciously stepped back a little.

It makes a "whimper" sound similar to that of a dog facing its owner.

Are they scared?

At this time, Qingye's clothes were no longer as neat and clean as they were at the beginning, but were covered with a little dust, and there were very strong blood stains!

The source of the bloodstains, only a small part, belongs to Aono itself.

More and more come from the multitude of alienated creatures.

The other part is the "blood stains" of the Rielais, and the things in the Rielais body have some characteristics of liquid, which can barely be regarded as similar to "blood".

These liquids, if left on the surface of clothing, are difficult to dispose of.

And a special pheromone is produced.

Causes the other Rio to discover where Aono is.

Of course, this range is not very far, otherwise even Aono would not be able to hold out for a week in this ancient country.

Yes, it's been a whole week since the "game begins"!

In the ancient realms, the "sun" always hung high above the tower, never rising or falling.

For Lai and the Sacrificials, there is no day or night.

Wherever the "sun" is, it is daylight!

But the watch on Aono's body still tenaciously exerts its own effect and accurately records time.

It has been 172 hours since the dazzling pillar fell, and four more hours have been seven days in the outside world.

In a normal watch world, seven days would have passed in the blink of an eye.

It's like a first-hand experience of migrant workers and school students during the National Day holiday in China.

It feels like it's only the first day, so why is the holiday over? I want to go back to work and school again!?

- Oh no, some students have less than seven days before the National Day holiday!

But in these seven days without darkness, Aono was still being searched for by the Facelings almost without stopping.

For the past seven days, he has only slept for about an hour a day.

Even Aono, that good-looking face showed a point or two of haggard and tiredness.

But behind the haggardness, there is an increasingly frightening momentum, which is slowly born.

It was an aura formed by spiritual power and murderous energy, which gradually blended together in a high-intensity environment.

In the perception of these faceless hounds, Aono is even more terrifying than their owners!

"Crunch—"

Aono slowly crushed the bones of the hound leader, blood spreading like ink, and he opened his mouth with a slight lack of interest.

"Does your master only know how to send you to death?"

"Slightly, it's a little boring!"

Behind Aono

Corpse!

Corpse! Or corpses!

The faceless hound, a tall animal that is half human, half ape, with exceptionally strong limbs and a small brain, can be found behind him all the alienated animal species that have appeared in the mural.

However, almost none of the corpses found were intact.

At most, they found broken limbs, broken brains, and some small bone stubble, which could probably prove their identity before they died.

Dirty, purple-red blood, soaked in the brown-black dirt.

Maybe something amazing will grow out of this dirt.

But that has nothing to do with Aono.

The initial excitement quickly dissipated, and he glanced boredly at the many faceless hounds.

With a wave of his hand, a more condensed and intense black mist spread out, enveloping many faceless hounds.

A crisp and immature voice echoed in his mind.

"Roar!!"

At first it was an angry roar, but it could be heard from the sound, and the hounds began to struggle violently and resist.

If they were wise and could speak, the meaning they would have been—

'Don't go too far, human! ’

"Ahh

In less than ten seconds, the fierce roar turned into a heart-rending scream.

The volume of the screams continued to fall, until it disappeared completely.

【】

Several lines of such text, quickly brushed through.

In just ten seconds, Aono killed about dozens of Human-Faced Hounds and gained 5 experience points.

Aono praised.

In the black fog around her, she revealed a joyful mood, like a little girl who had been praised by her old father.

During these seven days, Aono not only suffered, but also gained some unexpected gains.

Just three days ago, after using Black Mist to devour enemies once.

The proficiency of Black Mist has finally reached 100!

It was precisely because of the temporary loss of the very useful black mist that Qingye could only use his body to fight this group of alienated creatures.

It is inevitable that some blood will be stained and the injuries will be very minor.

But just now.

Aono could clearly feel that the consciousness in the bud of the black mist had finally fully awakened.

You can communicate, you can communicate.

As the panel said, Aono could feel a great sense of intimacy from it, and it seemed to have a sense of blood connection.

- The black mist was indeed absorbed by Qingye and continues to grow, and it is indeed correct to say that it is "connected by blood".

There is also an attitude of surrender.

It's probably to the extent that Aono can do whatever he wants it to do, even if he lets it self-destruct.

Of course, Aono would not give such a stupid order, but used this group of human-faced hounds to make a small attempt.

Wait until the black fog clears.

The many human-faced hounds on the ground have all turned into shriveled corpses one after another, and the energy in their bodies has been absorbed by the black mist.

The result is very gratifying.

Aono judged that the corrosive power of the black mist had increased by a notch compared to before.

It still can't deal lethal damage to Rilai in his full state.

But in the face of alienated animals, there is a strong dominance.

To put it simply, in the face of a more powerful existence, it can only interfere and influence, but it can sweep away the inferior trash fish.

It greatly relieved Aono's pressure.

In addition to the evolution of the black mist, Aono also gained such a trait after killing a large number of xenomorph creatures.

It doesn't have much effect for the time being, and it's a tasteless chicken rib that is discarded.

Just seven days have passed.

The situation in this space has changed dramatically.

Variables, naturally, are the transcendents who enter the space.

But don't underestimate the other transcendents in the world, the transcendents who can have the qualifications to enter this space have more or less two brushes.

These are the people who have been carefully selected by various countries to solve the crisis, and no matter how low the grade is, it will not be low.

Even though many people inside were shocked by the ancient city and the beam of light.

But sober people are still the majority.

They soon began to make contact with the Lielais.

That should probably not be called "contact", but war!

It's a war between human transcendents and Facelings who want to use humans as food and material!

A large number of Lyrai were thrown into battle, even the xenomorph creatures who were considered slaves.

There was no small amount of damage on both sides.

But for Facelings, that kind of casualties are acceptable.

Because xenomorphs can be mass-produced as long as they are modified.

Over the years, the amount they have accumulated is almost nothing more than a suffocation.

On the contrary, as a real civilian in the ancient country, there were very few casualties.

And injuries are not something to fear for them.

No matter how many organs are cut off or how many pieces are divided, as long as there is still a trace of life, with the help of some special ritual in the tower, they can quickly recover their health and regain their strong combat effectiveness.

On the other hand, on the side of the human transcendents.

The death of any one of their companions is a great loss.

- The total number of transcendents who have come to this world is so much, and one less is really one less.

Moreover, the weak flesh of human beings also determines that once injured, it cannot be recovered so easily.

If you break your hands and feet and become blind, it may be a permanent injury.

Transcendents with healing powers are not omnipotent!

There is also a fact that makes people's hearts go cold.

That is - among the human race, there are traitors!

It's not that there are betrayers among the transcendents who enter this space, but under the special "hypnosis" of the Facelings, coupled with the greatness and grandeur they see, they unconsciously listen to the words that sound in their heads.

Some humans, brought into the Tower, also became Facelings.

Human beings are indeed such creatures, easy to betray, and in times of extreme danger, they will have internal contradictions, and they will expend their strength on useless infighting.

The transcendents had known this for a long time, but when this kind of thing really happened in front of their eyes, they couldn't help but feel a chill.

Some pessimistic people are beginning to doubt

Did they enter this space to eliminate that weird race, or did they take the initiative to send people away?

Because of the sheer number of Facelings.

Most of the transcendents are actually fighting in a guerrilla warfare way.

To put it simply, fight and flee to minimize losses as much as possible.

By the way.

Even if the transcendents share a lot of attention for Aono, the attention of the Sacrifice Lai and Lai Lai to Aono is still first-class!

Even the xenomorphs are desperately searching for Aono.

It can be seen that this hatred is firmly pulled.

In front of Aono, there is actually a very serious question.

It's—

"I'm so hungry."

Aono let out a faint sigh.

In the shriveled stomach pouch, the message of "hunger" is transmitted to him all the time.

During these seven days, the only food that Aono could eat was the few pieces of emergency food left in his backpack.

For the average person, the food would have lasted them two more days.

But don't forget, the energy required by Aono is not at the same level as ordinary people!

He was still moving fast, fighting one after another, and had very little time to rest each day—that little food had long since been consumed by him.

Aono's gaze looked at the corpses on the ground.

He had also thought of supplementing them with flesh and blood, but the idea was dispelled by him as soon as he was born.

Spiritual cleanliness is one thing, but even more important.

It is the flesh and blood of the alienated creatures themselves, which are inedible!