Chapter 870: Another Strange Noise

As for Jasmine's statement that those monsters can change into the appearance of other creatures at will, we have seen this before, except for the little pretty girl who has just turned into a bed bug.

The most typical representative is the high priest who has become Professor Chen and Chen Jinting.

This guy has been lurking as Professor Chen for I don't know how long, and he has not shown any horses' feet, it can be said that he really disguised the identity of a loving father and a well-known scholar to the fullest, until finally in the frozen world, he finally revealed his true original form.

In the past, I thought that only the leader of this alien race, the high priest, would have such skills, but listening to what Jasmine just said, coupled with what I saw with my own eyes just now, it seems that all of these so-called alien monsters have such skills.

This made my brow furrow even more, and my heart was difficult to handle.

You know, these monsters can transform into any creature at will, but we are not the Monkey King with fiery eyes.

If you encounter someone else again, you can easily tell if it's a real human survivor or if it's a transfiguration from an alien monster.

It's just,After all, there are still people to be thankful for.,Fortunately, these alien monsters can only transform into living creatures.,Not into dead things like seats.,If these things have the ability to transform into dead things.,It's really a big trouble.。

At the same time as he secretly said in his heart, he saw the Persian cat take a step forward, suddenly raised his foot and stomped down on the head of the monster that was lying face down on the ground.

Although he has been dead for a long time, when the Persian cat's heavy foot stomped on the monster's head, and its head was stomped like a watermelon, the sound of "bar" still made me frown, damn it

Isn't it so good for dogs?

Of course, the Persian cat did not act for fun, and on his handsome face, there was a scar seven or eight centimeters long, which must be at least about one centimeter deep.

This scar can be regarded as completely breaking the handsome guy's face, and as expected, this scar was also caused by the monster who had just been stamped on the head by the Persian cat.

In order to vent his anger, the Persian cat stomped the monster's head to the spit, and then spat heavily on the rotten pile of brain mixture.

But at the sound of "smack", my brows suddenly twisted again.

At the same time, not only me, but also Bai Yi and Saori Aizawa were the same, and they quickly turned their faces to the side into the darkness.

It's a large room, or more appropriately a large auditorium or gymnasium.

There is no particularly bright lighting in it at all, but there are a few flickering energy-saving lamp-like luminous objects a few meters above the four walls.

Most of the room was hidden in darkness, and in this darkness, the smell of blood mixed with the stench did not disappear for a moment.

Even my eyes couldn't see farther in such an environment.

Just as the Persian cat took a heavy sip just now, Bai Yi and I, as well as the Japanese girl, all heard a slight sound from the darkness at the same time.

It sounded like someone accidentally kicking a can into the air.

This subtle sound suddenly made our nerves tense.

Seeing that the three of us didn't look right, the other people obviously realized that something was happening.

The Persian cat was also unambiguous with the two poles, and walked a few steps forward, staring at the darkness with the same wary face, and looking carefully.

What is surprising is that even when we are on guard, the subtle sound never stops.

It still resounded in the darkness.

Moreover, I could hear very clearly that this movement was not coming from one direction in a straight direction.

Sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right.

It was as if someone was kicking an empty can back and forth in the darkness we were facing.

It's just that, disturbingly, it's clear that the sound similar to the rolling of a can is getting clearer, which means it's getting closer and closer to us.

I was really nervous, and I couldn't help but look behind me.

A few meters behind me, stood Jasmine, who was also very nervous, and next to Jasmine, was the panicked Mao brother who was like a big-eyed thief.

In fact, at this time, in addition to this Mao brother, Jasmine's battle was the second worst, so just when she wanted to step forward, I quietly protected her behind me.

Luckily, Jasmine also uses that weird gun, which can be better done by hiding behind us.

And it is.

When I looked around, Jasmine was holding the gun in her hand.

Aiming for the darkness in front of us, too.

Seeing that Jasmine, who was the only one with a firearm, was also ready, I was a little relieved.

He twisted his head with his arms clenched into fists.

At that moment, the strange sound that came from the darkness in front of us suddenly stopped disappearing.

My eyesight, in such a dark environment, can see a distance of about twenty or thirty meters.

Far away, it was completely in a chaotic darkness.

It was only at this distance that I didn't see anything unusual after the strange sound had died down.

That is to say, if there is any monster in the darkness, it is not yet within twenty or thirty meters of us.

I couldn't see anything unusual, I narrowed my eyes slightly, and felt carefully into the darkness ahead.

After feeling it carefully for a long time, my brow was furrowed even tighter.

Except for the nervous and heavy breathing of a few people around me, I couldn't hear any other sounds, and I didn't feel any danger in the darkness ahead.

However, I know very well that the strange sound of the sound just now is not that we are hallucinating.

Something must be approaching us in the darkness.

And, I bet this thing that is close to us is not going to be to say hello and make friends.

Acting so sneakily, it is really either treachery or theft, and it is definitely not a good stubble!