It looked at everything around it clearly, a field of pitch-black trees and various clumps of vegetation, but it was so conspicuous in its inconspicuous pupils that were slightly dark red.

To the left and right and in front of them were a dozen of their own kind, all of them lurking in the darkness at this time, all in place, and all in a state of complete readiness, ready to surprise and hunt their prey.

And what it thought was their prey was a very slender and petite figure, an individual that was less than the length of their tail, and he was lurking in the grass at the moment, but the difference was that the figure was approaching them.

The figure was also perfectly hidden, barely making a sound as it walked past the grass, and was clearly heading in the densest place of its companions.

But even so, it could clearly detect the traces of the figure.

The vision of "Viper" is completely gray, as if it is a night video, but it is too clear. With the support of this vision, it is able to see everything around it clearly, and all darkness is almost non-existent for this alien creature.

The "Viper" likes to lurk in the darkness the most, it is good at concealing its breath, and its body structure and smooth dark skin can almost perfectly blend into the darkness, and can move in the darkness without making any movement.

As for the figure that came over, despite its slender size, the aliens did not take it lightly, but were extremely cautious about the next hunt. It's like you're facing a great enemy.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his might, and the xenomorph is a creature that is violent and bloodthirsty and cold and calm, which can be described as a unity of contradiction and perfection. For the prey in front of them, they are still ready to work together to round up and kill.

After all, one of the racial advantages of the aliens is their numbers, although their individual combat power is already unreliable.

However, this is not the main reason, the real key reason is that the prey this time is also very dangerous.

Despite the fact that its body is very small. But a group of "venomous snakes" can sense the danger of their prey, which comes from their body's instinctive beastly instincts, and the Xenomorphs respond to everything with this intuition.

Prey in front of you. It gives them a very deadly feeling, so the aliens feel a great threat. As a result, these aliens temporarily abandoned their hunting plans for the dozens of people in the distance that they had perceived, and gathered more than a dozen of their own clan to deal with this impending deadly prey.

This situation. It's pretty much exactly what Ike had in mind. In fact, he already knew at that time that the aliens were already eyeing them, so he would come alone to lure them away and kill them.

He didn't want to sacrifice himself purposefully to save those people, but he just wanted to come to this training ground with two scythes and look back on the feeling of the past.

The feeling of the death training ground, the coldness of fighting with the alien and the perceptual instinct, can be regarded as a kind of nostalgia.

it and them. Still staring at the approaching prey, and at this time. The prey was less than twenty or thirty meters away from a group of aliens that had been ambushed, but it suddenly stopped.

He suddenly turned his head to the left, and then his arms stepped off the shelf, and the scythe that he held in his two hands also drooped down, touching the ground with a "clang" sound. And after doing such a thing, he continued to hold the scythe and drag it tightly on the ground, and kept making such noises.

The sound was unpleasant, and it sounded like a child's play, and it was extremely harsh in the dead silence of the primeval forest.

There was a sound of flapping wings in the distance, and then it saw that it was a large group of fierce birds, startled by the sound just now, rising from the treetops and flying into the air.

At the sound of this sound, it and its companions tightened their bodies, and the larger one at the head was hissing and leaning forward slightly, a precursor to an imminent attack.

The figure was still approaching slowly, as if it was not in a hurry at all, but his head was facing this way, and his dark eyes were hidden by the darkness, and there was no sign at all.

The aliens led by "hiss~ohah" suddenly became a little louder, and at this moment, as this voice sounded, all the aliens seemed to have received a cold command from the light brain, and immediately began to act.

From all directions, their bodies rioted, and in an instant they turned into afterimages, attacking the prey that came by.

Almost instantly, its speed increased to its limit, and its hind and hind limbs moved in harmony, rushing towards its prey.

There was originally a distance of thirty or forty meters between the two, but such a relatively long distance was immediately crossed by its two vertical jumps.

Together with a dozen or so of their own kind, they all swooped down on the prey, and then all the aliens stretched out their two sharp killing front claws and sharp teeth, grabbing and biting towards the prey together.

Suddenly, the prey fell into a very dangerous situation, and was surrounded by more than a dozen aliens at once, the nearest of which were six aliens in a circle, and two or three meters away from the periphery of this alien circle, was the second wave of aliens.

It was now in the circle of the second wave, and with its grayish-white vision, it was able to see the specific appearance of its prey.

It's a species that looks a lot like a primate, but of course it doesn't have a definition of "primate" in its mind. The species was seen to walk upright and keep moving forward.

In fact, in the universe, sometimes some spaceships are invaded by aliens, and these aliens will remain standing when the door is opened, and instantly swallow the heads of the people who open the door, in their fear and fear.

But keep it for a long time. The alien couldn't do that, so it looked at the species called "human" that it didn't know at this time, and there was a hunting desire to kill in its cold animal eyes. There is also a kind of curiosity and doubt.

The human, his two forelimbs seemed to have sharp scythe claws, which was a dangerous place to pay special attention to, and even when he was attacked by these aliens, he still dragged both scythe claws to the ground, as if he didn't care at all.

Whether it didn't react at all, or didn't care at all. Nothing is clear about the species.

However, when it saw those of its kind rushing towards the prey in the middle, it also felt that everything was a foregone conclusion at this time, and that strange species would be torn apart by all its kind at the same time. Corpses will be shattered and sprinkled around, and delicious blood will flow freely.

The dust had settled, and as it watched the actions of its fellow citizens around it, it felt that the threat of death from before had vanished.

But everything that happened next. But it was completely unexpected.

Just as the six aliens at the front were about to touch the human. And once they do, it declares that the species is dead.

But at that moment, he moved.

The figure suddenly rose up, and its entire body disappeared in front of all the aliens at once.

The speed was too fast, and the speed that erupted in an instant exceeded all the aliens in front of him, and even the big alien led by the one couldn't catch up with the speed of that thing.

Where is it?

It was a sudden change. All the aliens were stunned, and they immediately turned around. The whole body also froze in the air and then turned sharply back, almost in a full circle horizontally, and then landed.

With a very faint muffled sound, all the aliens fell to the ground, and they were still distributed together as before, while searching for traces of temporarily disappeared prey.

Where is the prey?

It was very puzzled, and at this time, a faint smell of blood came, which made the beast nature and desire to kill in its heart completely aroused, and at the same time, it was completely alert.

"Poof" At the same time, there was a dull sound of flesh shattering, and although it sounded very low, it was still audible.

"Ang," it roared, and threw itself into the ground where it had come from, as it stretched out its sharp claws and teeth to bite at it.

A flesh-piercing sound was heard, and it felt its teeth and claws poured into the flesh, and the feeling of fullness and the smell of blood was so crazy that it bit hard and a large piece of flesh fell, and then a large amount of blood splattered around and flowed into its mouth.

The smell was so intoxicating that it noticed something was wrong.

The blood was corrosive and smelled of the same kind.

It then stared at the target it was biting, only to find that it was the corpse of an alien.

The attack was on the wrong target.

The xenomorph immediately let go of its mouth, and at the same time became a little confused, and then it seemed to sense something, so it let out another roar, and the thick and sharp tail chain was thrown out, and at the same time, the whole body turned back, and in an instant it also pounced on the figure that flashed behind it.

But the tail chain was thrown into the air, and nothing was attacked, and other than that, it suddenly felt a deep pain coming from its back.

"Poof" Then there was a sound of entering the flesh, as if something was inserted into its body in an instant, and immediately cut off the spine, and also caused the surrounding flesh to be torn apart.

Two rays of cold light intertwined in midair, killing it in an instant, before moving elsewhere.

Its body landed on the ground with a dull sound, and the two cold dark red beast pupils were also wide open, but they lost their color and brilliance.

It was dead, and in the moments before it died, it could clearly see the fleeting figure through the gray-white vision.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the figure was standing on a xenomorph corpse, staring blankly at his own kind, his eyes as cold and indifferent as theirs.

The human unleashed his two scythe claws, and then struck at the next xenomorph in unison.

The sound of "poof" ...... "sneering" and "sneering" flesh shattering accompanied by the screams of the same kind of people wrote a different chapter for their deaths.

Another xenomorph has died, and with the corpses of the xenomorphs almost all over the ground, the number of dead xenomorphs has reached nearly eleven.

It's not like they're slaughtering humans, it's humans killing them. And despite having spent his entire life on this primeval jungle-strewn planet, and not knowing the nature of humans because he had never seen this species, being killed by such a small creature and causing him almost no harm undoubtedly increased the potential anger and desire to kill the remaining aliens.

"Ang~" They roared in unison, fearless to pounce on the human again.

PS: This is the so-called Alien perspective, which is the third perspective of A (Harmony) VP. (To be continued......)