He Comes From the Void

A group of grotesque monsters emerged from the abyss. An arm that could not grow in nature hooked the edge of the abyss, dragging out a weird and terrifying body.

They crawled on the rock wall with their hooked claws, making scratching sounds. Like endless grotesque nightmares, swarms penetrated the rocks and crawled upwards, with an insatiable urge to kill, with the only goal of disintegrating and destroying the world above.

If they were left alone like this, the settlements on the ground might be discovered by these monsters.

Kane stood at the mouth of the cave and kicked a stone into the abyss in front of him.

In the tide of majestic energy, the stone was waxed as soon as it touched the liquid surface of the purple light, and a burst of black smoke of dissolved substances came out.

The burst of black smoke made the void herd notice Kane, and the black tide swarmed towards him.

Kane lowered his helmet, blocking the intimidating stench in the air. The threat came, and instinct filled him with strength.

He never resisted this urge, and it was this urge that gave him the strength to fight back and kept him alive until now.

Bone spurs sprouted from the back of his hand, and he slowly backed down the middle of the tunnel.

Those creatures crawled along the cave walls, underfoot, on both sides, and even on their heads!

They filled the narrow space and attacked Kane from all sides.

A monster with a carapace and long horns flew over, its razor-sharp claws hung on Kane's thigh, and its fangs gnawed at his hard dark armor, leaving many light white marks on it.

Kane didn't pull it away with his hands. The only thing he could hold on to was the sharp blade feet, but these hungry monsters would rather be dragged off one foot than let go.

He turned around and hit the wall with one knee, and Void Spirit's body was smashed to pieces immediately, his heart was crushed by fragments of his own carapace, and the remaining huge head hanging on his leg was also slapped away.

With a heavy stomp, Kane crushed a smaller but undiminished Void Spirit as easily as crushing a snail, then stretched the bone spur forward without raising his head, and stabbed a flying pounce precisely. The coming Void Spirit's throat pierced through the heart.

Because of the existence of the consciousness network, even if Kane closes his eyes, he can perceive the malicious movements of every monster around him.

He could see the weak spot in their carapace, and he could hear the beating of the heart so clearly.

No two void creatures are exactly alike, and no matter how many there are around, he will never confuse them, just like a yellow man can distinguish the national affiliation of other yellow people from their faces, but only has one blue eye for white people Impression of a high nose bridge.

To a certain extent, Kane felt that these void creatures in front of him had a sense of familiarity with himself. He could distinguish the difference between each of the void spirits, and perhaps he had regarded them as the same kind.

Two Void Spirits attached to the ceiling screamed and landed on his back like a spider pouncing on food, trying to eat his spinal cord and neck.

Two bone spurs drilled out of the darkened armor and pierced the monster's heart with precision. The shattered remains were nailed to the armor, and the energy from the heart was swallowed by the murder weapon, repairing the damage on the armor.

Cairne would dodge those attacks that he felt threatened, others he would not have avoided even if he knew about them, and every scar they inflicted would become a glory to hang on his bone spur-ridden armor.

When Kane stopped to fight back, the narrow cave was already full of broken wreckage, the sharp blade feet were on all fours, the countercurrent slurry filled the potholes, strange flesh and blood covered the walls, and the rocks dissolved and burst into flames. Smoke, the air filled with a horrible smell that no stranger should enter.

Kane retracted the bone spurs growing from the armor one by one - more than a dozen empty corpses rolled down from his body.

Their hearts and body fluids were greedily sucked dry by the bone spurs, and their hollow carapaces became brittle. Kane would inevitably step on these wreckages, making a crisp sound.

After a fierce battle, not only was Kane not injured, but the dark armor was also repaired with the absorbed energy.

He only needs to fight back passively, and those creatures will rush towards him fearlessly, and they will be turned into nourishment by him, and finally become a part of the void skin armor to live on him forever.

After removing the many burdens hanging from his body, he could finally have a good duel with the behemoth in front of him.

This is a huge void creature. Kane used sharp claws and bone spurs to cause many wounds on its torso. Its eyes were poked out, its carapace was peeled off, its skin was ripped apart, and its limbs were torn off.

He caused so many horrific injuries, but he just didn't touch its heart, so even though it suffered injuries enough to kill a normal creature a hundred times, it was still alive and well.

The monster was devouring Kane as he struggled to get back on his feet.

It sucked away the flesh and blood on the ground, devoured the essence of the void, stitched up its own wounds, and grew new limbs.

After being injured, the original weakness became harder, and tentacles burning with black flames drilled out of the irreparable wound, crackling and whipping the rock.

It has lost its original shape, more than a dozen needle eyes are divided into three clusters emitting warm purple light, and it has turned into a monstrosity with a deformed shape and a hideous face. The car rushed towards Kane.

The huge body almost filled the tunnel, and Kane had no room to hide, so he could only bite the bullet and go hard.

With his sharp toes grabbing the ground, Kane held the triangular head with both hands in the posture of an overlord holding a tripod. The huge impact bent his knees, and his toes plowed deep deep marks no less than ten meters away on the hard rocky ground.

The Stitched Monster opened its jaws wide to devour him, but he separated his hands against the upper and lower jaws. Kane looked into his mouth, the esophagus full of teeth was contracting forcefully, he couldn't see where his heart was, only a long hose-like tongue suddenly pierced his face!

The stabbing tongue stopped at the imminent place, and Kane controlled it with his thoughts. A few burning tentacles came over, and the black flames melted his armor, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

Kane blinked slightly, a certain hunger penetrated... His perception resonated precisely with the void creature in front of him, and he saw its heart through layers of carapace... The seventh section behind the head central.

He loosened one hand and pulled out the thorny tongue, loosened his jaws and snapped it together, but bit off the tongue.

Kane held down the monster's head and flipped forward, with his legs touching the ceiling. The centipede-like body structure destined the monster to be powerless, and Kane stood upside down and pressed his head firmly to the ground with his claws.

The tentacles burning with black flames struck again, and Kane struggled to free one hand to grab one of them and began to devour it. Melting and repairing were going on in his palm at the same time, the skin armor seemed to bite into the bone marrow, and there was a shuddering pain.

Tides welled up in his eyes, beating against the edge of the abyss.

The flame quieted down, and was immediately absorbed by the skin armor.

Following Kane's thoughts, black flames gushed out from the skin armor again, igniting the entire forearm.

He put down his upside-down legs, swooped across the seven-section carapace, and smashed his fists down, his hands burning with black flames melted holes in the monster's carapace. He extinguished the flame, stuck a claw into the weird flesh, and precisely pulled out the faintly pulsating heart.

Kane wanted to rub his eyes, but instead looked at his oily paws. When the tears were falling, Kane felt that something disappeared in his body, but he just couldn't remember what it was, so he had no choice but to give up.

Half an hour later, Kane managed to remove the huge head of the stitched monster.

Seeing the results of his hard work for a long time, he took off his helmet and sprayed a white mist in the cold and dry air, talking to himself.

"Isn't this head big enough to be scary? There are scary things, but how to transport them to the surface is another problem..."