"Cry——"

The whistle sounded from all directions downstairs, and the monsters were facing a great enemy, walking around the altar in circles, with extremely hoarse hissings sounding like the "ha" sound from the bottom of the cat's throat when warning.

At this time, Yu Liang finally had the opportunity to carefully observe the full picture of this monster.

Their normal state is to stand, and there are blunt-like bone processes in the joints of the body, which can be used to hit and smash targets at any time.

The legs and tail are thick and powerful, the forelimbs are slightly shorter but have sharp claws that are larger than the size of the palm, and the claws are as sharp as sickles.

Whistlebeast.

He gave this monster a simple name in his heart.

Dozens of black-bodied whistle beasts all looked up at the scarlet eyes of the dome. They maintained a similar posture, their claws fitting on their chests, as if they were performing some kind of worship.

However, this kind of worship is not due to piety, but because of worry, anxiety and fear.

It was not as comfortable as when I was hunting and chasing him before. The umbrella-shaped membrane on my neck was also close to my neck, and there was no sign of being stretched open.

Their muscles were tight, as if they were waiting, and as if they were looking forward to something.

The smooth gray altar, towering white ribs, and under the dome with dark golden frames is a red eye. Dozens of hard-shelled cold-blooded creatures built like obsidian worship the altar.

The dreamlike scene is not dreamy.

In a faint sense, Yu Liang seemed to hear the divine Sanskrit sound.

He shook his head and took off his hood. At this moment, the platform he was on extended, standing in his position and looking out, the giant ribs around the altar covered him like a cage.

This is not a kind of imprisonment or protection.

Perhaps it was with this layer of protection that the sentry beasts downstairs would have stopped their desire to attack the platform.

However, when they recalled the escape in front, the whistlebeast stopped when they saw him stepping on the bone stairs. They seemed to be afraid of something, so they did not dare to approach the bone stairs.

Through the gap in the rib cage, he saw the whistle beasts on the ground starting to restlessly, no longer as quiet as when they were just worshiping.

They were waiting for something just now, but now they seem to be being put on doves again.

He looked up at the closed eyes on the dome.

Although he didn't know what the principle was, it was obvious that when he put on the hood, the eyes on the top of the ball would open, and they would present what they saw in front of Yu Liang.

Shared vision?

In layman's terms, these eyes are Yu Liang's "peripherals" used to help him complete more accurate operations on the operating table.

Due to the existence of the rib cage, Yu Liang's vision was blocked and he had to wear a headband and use this high-altitude view to operate.

He looked at the two balls of meat on the left and right sides of the table, first put on the hood, and then put his hands in the meat in the Tai Sui.

Yu Liang could feel that the two pieces of meat Tai Sui we are using now are more sensitive than the piece of meat Tai Sui on the circuit board operation table, so it can perform more detailed operations.

He tried to shake left and right, but at this time the meat Tai Sui seemed to be locked, so he tried to press or pull the meat Tai Sui first.

Perhaps when I touched some kind of switch, blood and flesh began to grow from the white ribs.

Starting from the tip of the ribs, a light yellow tissue fluid constantly seeps out, flowing down the ribs, and it has completely dried up until halfway.

Where the tissue fluid has been touched, spore-like biological tissues are constantly exploded, and then quickly condensed into flesh and blood.

That's it?

Yu Liang, who looked down from a high altitude, was secretly surprised.

Meat and bones?

Soon, complete flesh and blood appeared on the ribs, but only flesh and blood. They did not form bodies, but became a disgusting appearance of fat meat that proliferated unlimitedly.

Looking at the whistle beasts next to the altar, they still looked up at the eyes of the dome, probably because they hadn't waited for what they needed for a long time, and the ear whistle monster

The object was a little hesitant, so he could only spin his ears and make a whistle with some confusion.

At this time, Yu Liang also found that the meat Tai Sui joystick was no longer locked, so he swayed left and right, wanting to see what the meat Tai Sui was going to control.

The sticky fat mass sticks to the flesh and blood, and it seems that they have received some kind of instruction. These fat-like things melt quickly and turn into a pool of yellow-green stinky liquid to splash.

Like a heavy rain, the stinky liquid directly poured on the bodies of these whistle beasts, covering them with crackling heads and faces.

"laugh--"

This yellow-green odor liquid is specifically designed for this whistle beast. It makes a hissing sound the moment it touches the whistle beast, and looks like a chemical reaction between some strong acid and organic matter.

They began to corrode the monster's outer armor continuously, and in more than ten seconds, they completely corrode the monster's scales, and took out a blood hole for the flesh and blood body.

Just this time, several whistle beasts were corroded to death by the smelly liquid. These odor liquids did not have any effect on the floor of the altar. They just flowed through the ground and finally merged into the gap between the floor and the stairs.

Acid can kill these whistle beasts, and the movement of meat Tai Sui can appear on the flesh and blood between the ribs. Moving there is where the flesh and blood melts into this acid.

No, it's not just killing monsters.

Yu Liang suddenly noticed that this acid liquid could also wash away the filth near the altar. The washed altar and the first floor were immediately refreshed, bright and white.

Killing the whistle beast seems to be just a side effect, and this device seems to be just to ensure the cleanliness of the altar, like...

Some kind of cleaning device?

Yu Liang looked up from top to bottom and began to feel a little surprised.

The standing ribs and the flesh that breeds wantonly is to cleanse the altar?

Such a magnificent creation is just a cleaning device?

He didn't know what to say, but he just felt that this was beyond his cognition and understanding.

Yu Liang kept moving the meat Tai Sui and evenly laid the acid liquid on the first floor. The range of the acid liquid was washed without including the tunnel just now, and the whistle beasts had no intention of hiding into the tunnel. They just stood quietly, waiting for the acid liquid above their heads to come.

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Um?

He stopped his movements and did not continue to clean the first floor.

At this time, nearly half of the whistle beasts had bathed in acid and died on the spot. The dying monsters did not even make any sound, but just waited quietly for death, which seemed particularly peaceful and peaceful.

What are they doing?

Why not escape?

Yu Liang felt something was wrong, and the abnormal behavior of the whistle beast made him feel a little afraid to continue.

If the whistle beasts start to flee, he will follow him and use a cleaning device to kill them all. But now the whistle beasts look like they are slaughtering their necks, and Kang goes to death, which makes Yu Liangxin suspicious.

Are they okay?

At this time, new movements appeared in the pile that was previously corroded into pieces by the acid liquid.

Among the corpses of dozens of ear-whistle monsters, one moved.

A smaller monster emerged from the shattered scales. It shook its head and began to eat other corpses. It opened its mouth wide enough to an exaggerated 120 degrees, and then swallowed the large pile of corpses in front of it in one mouthful.

It evolved!

Yu Liang realized this and quickly controlled the flesh and blood to melt, covering the stinky liquid on the small monster. Even if the monster that could not kill the small monster could corrode its food and wash away the corpses.

As a result, when the stinky liquid fell, the remaining few whistle beasts rushed over without hesitation to block the small monster and endured the acid liquid for it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Liang immediately took off his hood, raised the black bone air spear beside him, and aimed at the little monster through the gaps in his ribs.

"Ba, bha."

Two shots were shot one after another, and they penetrated the pile of corpses and hit them.

Bullets splashed on the little monster's body, but they did plunge into the monster's body.

"ha--"

The small monster screamed in pain and then crawled into the pile of corpses, as if he wanted to use other corpses to block the bullets.

Yu Liang put down his gun again and sighed helplessly in his heart.

Can't penetrate it.

The bullet just stabbed the monster's skin surface, like an injection, and could not cause any major damage to the monster.

He looked at the whistle beasts and was basically dead. The remaining three or two whistle beasts rolled in the acid accumulated on the ground, knowing that they melted in the sour water like soap.

All dead.

Except for the small monster, none of the sentry beasts on the first floor survived.

Yu Liang no longer hesitated and melted more acid and washed them thoroughly before the trumpet monsters were eaten.

One side was eating, the other side was corroding, and the corpse on the first floor quickly disappeared, and the little monster did not know when it developed into a big monster, as big as two whistle beasts.

It is more than four meters tall, with a bloated figure, not as well as the whistle beast, and looks a bit slow.

After eating, the monster sat down on the spot and slowly exerted force. A translucent egg broke out from its reproductive mouth and fell to the ground.

If the whistle beast is regarded as a "turkey", then the flesh and blood civilization is the "farmer", and the cleaning of the flesh and sour liquid is a miracle in the turkey world, and this miracle is just the work of the "farmer".

To some extent, this is a dimensionality reduction strike.

It's like...
To be continued...