I pressed against the backpack, and the thing under the hole pushed up the backpack with so much force that it almost flew me out.

What can survive in this ice cave? Will there be so much effort?

As I struggled to hold on to my backpack, I tried my best to think about the creature I knew, and I couldn't figure out what it was.

Naturally, the force from the bottom up was not as large as the weight of my whole body on the hole, which made it seem annoyed, and after a pause, it increased its force again.

Under extreme fear, this fear will turn into anger, at this time my brain is congested, and I directly scolded: "You damn, top your lungs, go down and kill you!" ”

After that, I literally pulled my pickaxe out of my backpack and immediately prepared to remove it and rush down to fight the things underneath.

I had just moved my body off the backpack when it was rushed to the side, and a crumpled paw came out of the hole; The claws were shriveled and there were a lot of black hairs growing on them, and the nails were horribly long, and through the dim flashlight, I could see the dried blood stains between its nails.

Seeing these terrifying claws, for a moment I couldn't associate these terrifying and twisted claws with some kind of creature, and the fear of the unknown filled my brain again.

I raised the pickaxe in my hand and smashed it so that claw that I cut off two of its fingers!

"Shhhh

There was a piercing scream from the entrance of the cave below, which was a bit like the barking of a donkey, and it was very unpleasant.

The outstretched claws were instantly retracted, and I took advantage of the victory to pursue, and when I reached the entrance of the cave, I smashed the pickaxe down, trying to smash the contents to death; I overestimated myself, before I could hit the pickaxe a few times, I was caught by something below, and it was surprisingly strong, and when I pulled it hard, my whole body collapsed, and half of my body fell into the hole.

As my head reached into the hole, it seemed to make a face to face with something underneath, and its hair touched my face because it was so close. I also smelled a foul smell, like the sour smell coming from a garbage heap, and like the smell of stinky feet.

Before I could retract my body, my shoulder was pierced by something like a fork, and it instantly pulled me down, and I fell back into the ice cave.

My head slammed to the ground, I screamed in pain, I felt like my head was about to bloom, and the sharp pain in my shoulder made me roll my eyes and almost faint in pain.

The flashlight landed in the ice cave at the entrance of the cave, and I was pulled down by the unknown creature in the tunnel, and the surroundings instantly became pitch black. I didn't care about anything else, so I tossed around and touched the pickaxe that had fallen to the side.

I picked it up immediately, and slammed it a few times in the dark, but I didn't hit it, but I was kicked on the stomach by the thing, and almost crushed my internal organs.

I painfully let go of the mountaineering pickaxe in my hand, and held my stomach for a long time.

"Shhhh Shhh ”

It made a strange sound, and because it was so close this time, I thought it was making a sound that was a bit like the random words that a mute person made when he wanted to speak. But before I could sit up, my feet were grabbed by it again, and then I ran forward as fast as it could, and I was dragged by it and ran.

The ground of the ice road is uneven, and a lot of ice picks have fallen, and because of the thick clothes on the body, it doesn't hurt to be scraped. But my head was sinned, and I bumped it several times in a row, and I felt a hot flow coming out of the back of my head.

I was dragged by it like garbage, because the speed was too fast I couldn't grasp anything on the side, and my legs kicked hard, but there was a stabbing pain in my calf, as if I had been pricked by something sharp, and then my legs instantly became numb and unconscious.

It made me desperate, it didn't seem to lose its vision in the dark, so I fought with it for a long time in the dark ice tunnel, and I didn't even know what it was.

I slammed into a huge ice pick on the back of my head, and my mind became blurry for a moment, which was a concussion after a violent impact, which made my brain paralyzed for a short time.

Being hit like this, my whole body softened, and I couldn't use any strength at all, but I still felt it, and I was held up by that thing all the way.

It didn't even care about the steps when it came to the steps, it just held my feet, and my head hit several places in a row, and I thought to myself, even if I survived in the end, at least it would be a concussion!

I don't know how far it was dragged out, I felt the blood on my head run dry before it stopped, threw my foot away, and I tossed it aside like garbage, and then I heard it make a few more monkey-like sounds.

Knowing that I was no match for it in the dark, I didn't dare to move, I just pretended to be dead and wanted to see what it would do next.

But I was wrong, it was as if it had taken a huge ice pick and stuck it directly in my calf, just like the sting I had just received, and I was scolding myself that this thing could fucking use weapons!

I resisted the urge to scream in pain and continued to play dead, but the next second there was a burst of warmth from the place where my calf had been pierced by it, and I could clearly feel something warm and soft squirming back and forth on my leg.

This inexplicable touch gave me goosebumps all over my body, and I knew what it was almost instantly.

It's a tongue, and that thing is sucking my blood!

How dare I continue to play dead, I jumped up instantly, and in the darkness I predicted where it was, and kicked it out.

That thing probably didn't expect me to suddenly burst out after not moving for a long time, so I didn't have time to dodge, and I kicked it firmly.

"Ahh

This time it sounded like a human voice, and I was shocked, could it be a human being?

But directly rejected such a conjecture, the claws that just came up from the hole could never be human hands, shriveled and thin, with long black hair, and ridiculously long nails.

After I kicked that thing away, I subconsciously touched the back of my head in pain, and then my hands were stained with hot and humid and slimy liquid, which was blood!

In the darkness, the thing moved again, but I couldn't see anything in the pitch black before me, except that it had been circling me, as if it had taken me like a prey to be slaughtered.

I knew that my eyesight in the dark was far inferior to it, so I quickly squatted on the ground and touched it, and my luck was not bad, I got the ice pendant it used to pierce my calf just now, and immediately held it in my hand as a weapon.

I couldn't see anything at this point, but my hearing seemed to be magnified, and I could hear its approximate location.

The moment it pounced on me, I learned from the lower back of the white sand when I hit the bloody corpse in the Six Fingers Tomb, and then held the ice pick with my backhand with great speed, and used all my strength to stab it in the darkness.

I only heard a "poof", a bit like the sound of a knife on pork, and I didn't care about anything else, pulled out the sharp ice pick, and stabbed it several times in a row.

I stabbed it a dozen times, and the creature in the darkness gradually stopped moving, and I rode on it a few more times before I lay down on the side gasping for air.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and the stinking garbage emanating from the thing, which made me sick, but there was a kind of bloodthirsty pleasure.

I lay on the ground and gasped for a few minutes before I got up from the ground, unzipped up and pulled out the windproof lighter that I had previously put in the inner tank of my jacket.

I lit the lighter, and in the faint light of the fire, I could see what kind of creature had nearly killed me.

But just one glance, I crawled on the ground and threw up.

The creature lying on the ground wasn't an animal or a strange thing, it was a man with long hair, a short, thin body!