Name: Plunder Iron Cloak

Rank: Low Order

Quantity: Medium

Attributes: Grows in a selfish but empty-eyed mind, providing the host with aggressive intelligence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Food: High concentration of selfishness.

The shape of this monster is indeed very aggressive, and it is a series of thick and long spikes that grow from the inside out of the host's body. These spikes appear to shimmer with a metallic sheen, and seem to be able to easily pierce through anything that comes into contact with them. The wearing of this "iron suit" made the man who fell to the ground unconscious look like a huge hedgehog.

Everyone else has monsters on them, but at the moment, in this small space occupied by the monsters' swollen bodies, I really can't stand it.

Sure enough, the air began to thin out, and people began to feel tightness in their chests and dizziness. This suffocation made me feel confused by my vision, and the monsters crowded together to form an extremely strange and terrifying picture.

And I actually remembered that I could close my inner eyes and not look at them. I just stared stunned, and cried out in panic in my heart.

Sister Liqing, Brother Lichun, Lixia, everyone is good, come on, come and save me!

I don't want to stay in this cramped place any longer!

There were a few muffled thuds in the distance, as if in response to my call, but it didn't sound like the rescue I was expecting. Suddenly, the rubble we were in shook again.

Aftershocks?

Everyone screamed again, and this time there was a bit of despair in the screams. This space is already very fragile, and it simply cannot withstand another shock. I reached out and grabbed the clasp around my neck, hoping it would do something again in such moments. Others have nothing to rely on, and I think everyone's consciousness must feel that they are infinitely close to death, as if they see the figure of death close at hand.

As the earth and rocks fell, we endured the discomfort caused by the thinning of the oxygen, arched ourselves, and struggled to support the masonry above us with our shoulders and arms, as if this would hold up the space. No one wants to think about it, but this is in the middle of a high-rise building, and I don't know how high the remains of the building are pressed on it. If it did collapse, how could it be supported by the flesh and blood of a tiny human being?

There was even a thought in my mind for a moment - won't they come? So, am I really going to die?

The shaking came and went quickly, and after shaking violently for a while, it came to a standstill. Before we could rejoice that this small square inch of land had not collapsed, we suddenly heard a loud bang coming from not far above, as if something was digging earth and rocks.

After listening for a while, we were convinced that it was someone digging for stones. Is it a rescue team? Coming so soon? Is this supermarket the only one affected? So, isn't it an earthquake, it's an explosion?

Or is it Liqing who is here?

"Is it rescue? …… It's the rescue! The man with the child suddenly let out a cry of joy, and then said in the child's ear, "Don't be afraid, son, it's okay, someone has come to save us!" ”

"Help-" The sales guy was the first to tear open his neck and shouted. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that even if the rescue team appeared, they might not be able to find out where we were trapped, so the others also shouted one after another.

Oxygen is running out and everyone is on the verge of suffocation, but this opportunity is too precious to gamble all the risk.

The shouts did have a direct effect, and the sound of digging began to approach us.

Can you hear it all? Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, I suddenly had a trace of doubt in my heart.

In my judgment of this space, it should be difficult to get the sound out, but it feels like the rescue team outside heard our cries for help at the first time. This kind of acuity is really too high, and it is simply beyond the limits of human beings.

So, is Liqing here?

In my intuition, I didn't feel any trace of any of them approaching Liqing. I didn't trust my instincts, but now I knew something was wrong, and the feeling that something wasn't right made my heart beat violently.

Eventually, the voice grew closer, to the point where it was close at hand. The slate above his head suddenly shook violently, and something grabbed the slab and lifted it open.

The darkness was suddenly broken, and a ray of light shone down overhead, spilling on everyone here, and fresh air poured into their nostrils, and everyone let out a long sigh, followed by greedy breathing.

Where the earth and stones were peeled away, the sky was revealed, and what fell on us was the moonlight.

The light is not intense, nowhere near dazzling, so none of us need to squint our eyes to get used to it directly from the darkness. However, the color of this moonlight is also so terrible that all previous experiences can be thrown aside, and those descriptions of "frost in the sky" and "bright moon" are completely unrealistic. The moonlight that sprinkled on us was a dark red, as if a thin layer of blood had been placed on everyone's body.

And in the sky directly above, the moon became even larger, and its color was as red as blood.

I had been trapped in the darkness just now, and I actually forgot that outside, there was an astronomical anomaly that had not appeared for thousands of years.

But no matter who sees such a moon, nothing good and pleasant comes to mind. This moon is creepy, especially when we have just escaped death.

It was as if the hope that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished by the blood-colored moonlight.

It really should be extinguished, because at this moment, everyone saw the truth about the so-called "rescue team" that dug us out of the ground.

The building we were in was indeed in complete ruins. I don't know how many people have been buried, and I don't know how many people have been as lucky as us to live until now. But at this moment, everyone's thinking, including me, has frozen, thinking has become meaningless, and everyone's feeling should be the same as falling into an ice cave.

Right next to us, stood a giant as tall as a two- or three-story building, with eyes like brass bells, looking down at us along with the blood-red moon in the sky.

The giant stretched out a hand, and we, the tiny human beings, were not even half the size of his palm. The huge palms stretched out towards us, like a small mountain pressing straight down. We don't have time to react, and I have no way to escape, and the only option is to completely surrender our fate to the feelings of the giants.