Alien Relic Hunter

"Joker" sat cross-legged on the ground. Behind him, something like a spine broke through the skin and came out. The end of this "spine" passed through the body of a spear squad soldier. The soldier was not dead yet. His eyes stared at the clown in horror, but his body seemed to be paralyzed and unable to move, and he could not even shout loudly. The clown's "spine" is wrapped with things like blood vessels. They are constantly squirming, transporting the fresh flesh and blood absorbed from the soldier into the clown's body... In just two breaths, the soldier was killed. The place where the spine was punctured has deflated.

But the soldier is still not dead. The only part of his body that can move is his eyes. From the soap in his eyes, it can be seen that he is suffering unimaginable pain, but his brain has not triggered the self-protection mechanism to make him faint. In the past, he had always maintained an extremely sober state.

Soap could even see the spine that had penetrated the soldier's body swimming like a snake under his skin until it reached a new position and began to absorb flesh and blood.

In addition to the parts where the blood and flesh had been sucked became shriveled and sunken, the soldiers' bodies also showed horrific symptoms of mutation. A large number of tentacles grew out of the surface of the skin, and all the nails on the ten fingers fell off, replaced by phalanges that were lengthened and then punctured. A pair of bone claws formed by the fingertips.

The smart bracelet on Soap's wrist vibrated, which was a reminder that his heart rate had exceeded the warning threshold of 190. He wanted to run away, but his legs seemed to be nailed in place and he couldn't lift them at all. stand up.

Whether it was out of reason or deep intuition, Soap felt that if he ran away, he would be killed by the "Joker" 100%. He even felt that he would not even have a chance to call someone... just like those who had been sucked They were mummified, just like soldiers randomly discarded on the ground.

"Clown" is looking at Soap, and Soap is also looking at "Clown"... But from "Joker's" eyes, he can't read any emotion at all.

They didn't look like human eyes, nor did they look like the eyes of beasts... Soap even felt that the pair of dark pupils were not organs growing on the living thing at all, but two bottomless pits that could swallow even light.

Soap gripped the rifle's grip tightly. The cold sweat soaked through the rubber coating on the grip, making the grip feel a little sticky. He wanted to use his finger to hook the trigger, but he found that his finger couldn't even bend. It became extremely difficult at once, let alone depressing the trigger.

Soap couldn't help but regret. In order to prevent misfire, he had made some modifications to the trigger of the gun, adjusting the pressure of the trigger to three times the original... But now, he wished that the trigger was as sensitive as a capacitive screen.

No...can't shoot! There was a sudden thought in Soap's head, and he suddenly realized that if he shot now, it would not be the clown who would die, but himself.

Maybe...maybe there is still the possibility of communication?

I had tested the "Joker" before, but the other party did not silence me... Does that mean that as long as I can help him keep the secret, he will not kill me?

No...still not right! Even if I want to help him keep a secret, I can't!

The corpses of these two soldiers, the dirty blood on the ground, and the spine that looked like a scorpion's tail that somehow got out of the clown's body... How could these things be hidden?

It won't be long before the rest of the team comes up to the third floor and discovers all this... Regardless of whether the clown leaves at that time, he is definitely dead.

Maybe the clown will kill himself directly... He has already killed four people. One more person is not more, and one less person is not less... Or maybe, he will kidnap himself and use him as "solid food" on the road...

No, it would be better to kill himself. Compared with the way these soldiers died, Zao Zao hoped that the other party would give him a happy life.

"You... what on earth are you?" Soap asked in a trembling voice, suppressing the fear in his heart.

Even if you have to die, at least you have to die clearly.

"I am the clown." The other party replied, his voice did not change, maybe because the vocal cords have not mutated yet, or maybe he was already this kind of "thing" before that, "Don't be afraid, I'm full. No, I won’t do anything to you.”

"Eat..." Soap swallowed, but found that his throat was extremely dry and could not secrete any liquid at all. This action made his throat rub and hurt, "You... when did you become a monster? ? You... why did you do this? "

"I'm not a monster, I'm a human being." The clown replied naturally. With a slight flick of the spine, the dried-up soldier's body slid silently to the floor. The next second, the spine became like the tentacles of a crustacean creature. Just like that, he got back into the clown's body with a swish.

"You..." Soap wanted to retort, but he didn't know what to say...and he didn't dare to say it.

"As long as my cognition has not been eroded and my consciousness remains awake, I am a human being." The clown explained again, "It's just that there is not much time left for me. I can only devour them as nourishment in order to delay longer.”

"What are you talking about...I, I don't understand." Soap finally succeeded in taking a step back. Now he only needs to turn around and run towards the stairs. He can even run while running. Use the firearm in your hand to block the exit of this room.

But he did not do this, but continued to ask: "Are you following us...to eat us all?"

"No, my purpose is to take back the Ark from those guys who have lost themselves." The clown said in an emotionless tone, "If you want to survive, I suggest you leave here immediately."

[P.S. Thanks to book friend 20190302172752786 for the 100,000 starting points! The ninth leader of this book is born! I took a day off yesterday and didn't see it. I glanced at the backstage today and found out that there was a huge reward... I didn't expect that this book will be finished and there will be a new leader. I am really grateful! But can everyone change their IDs to ones that are easier to remember... Including the readers who have tipped me with IDs that are also numbers, you are all just a string of numbers. To be honest, it is a bit too hard to remember, and it is not very convenient to call them...

Also, I don’t know if this leader has joined the reader group. If not, you can add it. If you have, please post it in the group so that I can know which book friend you are. 】