Following the voice, the surprise on the young man's face disappeared, and there was no one in the corridor.
It was as if the sound just now was just an illusion.
Behind him, the alien creatures of various shapes crawled out of the cage and began to move again, trying to get closer to him.
The lavender blood remaining on the T-shirt became a spiritual flag that lured them forward.
The young man lowered his head.
Thoughts are confused.
An ugly gray arm grabbed the lower edge of his shirt.
He opened his mouth with a greedy look, as if he saw some extremely tempting delicacy and wanted to swallow it in one bite.
Lucifer was extremely disgusted. He threw away the snake-tailed creature irritably and said in a cold voice, "Get out."
"Do not touch me."
The snake-tailed creature was thrown away, but it was not discouraged. It approached him again like a demonic barrier, its gray-brown eyes filled with desire.
The creatures behind the boy that had been declared dead and were made into living specimens by Professor Capet were all attracted by the boy's blood and kept climbing towards him, approaching him like bryophytes growing crazily in a dark and humid environment.
The blood on his body completely aroused the greedy appetite of these creatures.
A pair of eyes filled with desire and madness.
The young man's eyebrows were full of disgust.
Step back step by step.
He hates feeling out of control.
But suddenly, Lucifer stopped, squinted his eyes, and realized something was wrong.
One of the ugly alien creatures in front of me disappeared.
What's even more strange is that the body of the researcher who committed suicide is also missing. The walls are as clean as new, without any trace of blood splatter.
No, he just saw the gun fired by that person with his own eyes. The blood was on the wall and it couldn't disappear suddenly.
Unless, the space here has changed.
Suddenly, he heard it again, "Lucifer!"
It's a soft voice.
The young man looked up in surprise and saw that the corridor was still empty.
"Rou?" he called uncertainly.
As if in response to his voice, another sentence floated from the distance, "Lucifer."
They seem to be able to hear each other's voices, but they don't know where the other is. It's as if the sounds and scenes are separated and appear in two different time and space, existing independently.
At a certain moment, the scene in front of me flashed.
The walls in the corridor seemed to come alive, with scarlet flesh emerging.
It rises and falls like breathing, relaxing and contracting, which looks extremely weird.
And the next second, those bulging walls shrank back and became their original appearance.
Lucifer watched quietly for a while, then raised his hand and tore off the skin on his wrist.
Blood spurted out.
The strange fragrance that has a fatal attraction to alien creatures spread, connecting seemingly unrelated spaces. Soon, pairs of greedy hands tore open the walls and crawled out from another layer of twisted space.
Those walls were like swaying flesh and blood, trembling with pain, and the light tubes flashed crazily, as if they were feeling pain.
The young man raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth.
What else appears here that can change the space?
A thin figure vaguely appeared in the corridor lens, holding on to the wall and stumbling around. As he walked, he softly shouted, "Lucifer."
This voice is extremely familiar.
She seemed invisible, every step she took was extremely difficult, and she was very far away.
She looks very lonely, and her delicate figure makes people want to protect her.
The boy watched from a distance and felt the young woman approaching him step by step, looking towards him for help, "Lucy Fair, are you there?"
When he didn't get an answer, he said something again.
"I can't see."
She looked extremely scared, holding her shoulders and walking forward little by little.
"Where are you?"
Very pitiful indeed.
The young man squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while.
I heard her say, "Can you take me out? We will never be separated."
This sentence really pricked his delusion.
But it seemed extremely annoying at the moment.
Lucifer smiled.
The curvature of the corners of the mouth looks particularly sweet.
Those creatures that tore apart space and were attracted by his blood were ready to move, surrounding him and circling around his injured wrist.
He raised his hand, gave them blood with great mercy, and then said coldly, "Go."
"Kill it and I will reward you more."
In the direction of the finger, there is a thin female figure on the other side of the corridor.
Several alien creatures swarmed up, trying to tear her apart in exchange for reward.
But before touching her, the woman turned into a ball of gas with a special material.
It's the same kind of scent.
I haven't felt like this for a long time, and someone dared to use Tang Rou's face again.
…
Tang Rou's car has been wandering in the same place for a long time. The navigation system has been broadcasting the same two coordinates from beginning to end, going back and forth, as if it has entered some kind of cyclic space.
Travel from this corridor to the next corridor, continue forward, and you will appear at the origin again.
Her eyes couldn't see clearly, and she struggled to distinguish between faint lights and shadows.
The corridor in front of me seems to have no end, it is an endless L-shaped corridor.
This isn't right.
Even the lights and shadows in the corridor were getting darker. Tang Rou's own light sensitivity was not strong, and she could no longer see anything.
Very strange, what went wrong?
Tang Rou stopped the car and thought for a while.
Suddenly he turned his head to face behind him and said to the young man soaking in the bucket.
"Xiaoyue."
He looked up.
Tang Rou smiled, "Put poison."
The young man looked confused, and Tang Rou had already lowered the car window.
"Facing the corridor, try it."
The young man took off his gloves obediently, revealing his slender white fingers. In an instant, silvery-white filaments spread in the air like spider webs and adhered to the wall, releasing extremely fierce biological toxins.
Tang Rou quietly observed with her eyes that were two thousand degrees short-sighted.
At first, the filaments left corrosive traces on the wall without causing much change.
But the amount of Yue's poison was shocking, and the cobweb continued to spread forward.
At a certain moment, the entire space began to distort.
Those dim lights brightened again, but became flickering, as if there was a short circuit due to poor contact, or like some large electronic robot blinking in pain.
Tang Rou touched the driving panel twice with her index finger, and she guessed well. The space that circulated like this was indeed related to some kind of alien creature.
This space seems to be alive.
Tang Rou remembered that when she first fell into the underground space, she noticed the existence of the alien creature, which seemed to be able to separate the ground and the underground world into two different places.
When I borrowed the researchers' eyes, I heard that they had to input certain coordinates in order to open the ground tunnel to a specific location.
Tang Rou had never heard of this kind of alien creature, and there were no public documents from major bases. What made her even more curious was why this creature that could create a special subspace was so obedient and accepted the manipulation of those researchers.
You know, the experimental subjects at the Tower of Babel are eager to kill the researchers every day...