Chapter 84 Generation Gap

What is this sound?

I raised my head suspiciously.

On the roof of the shed, the densely packed demonized bats that had been sleeping peacefully before suddenly became restless for some unknown reason. They poked their heads out one by one, revealing pairs of small, scary light red eyes, baring their sharp teeth and making squeaking noises. A squeaking roar.

Is this a group offensive?

I felt a chill in my heart.

As a warrior, facing such a large number of demonized bats, and escaping unscathed is a fantasy that is only for bragging. This place is quite far away from the entrance to the twelfth floor. It is not about running back. I can run back. In other words, once they attack, with my current speed, whether I can escape alive is a question.

I fled and hid behind a rock not far away. I was in a dangerous situation. An extra bunker would be an extra chance of survival. I knocked on the rock. It was cold and hard and should be able to block the bat's attack.

Preparing for it, both hands holding the sword trembled slightly. This was not excitement, but fear. Although I am not afraid of life and death, if I had to choose, I would still prefer to live.

And there are so many demonized bats, if you slack off even a little bit, you will be torn into pieces by them.

When I think that I will probably be torn into a bare skeleton by these bloodthirsty monsters in a very short period of time, I feel cold all over my body.

Just as I was thinking wildly, the rustling sound became louder and faster, as if there were countless noisy cars on the busiest street on the blue planet, which was so annoying.

I even wanted to jump up and use the two swords in my hands to cut off their tongues one by one to relieve my anger, but I couldn't do this because the ceiling was too high and I couldn't reach them.

The rustling sound never stopped and lasted for more than two minutes. Suddenly, a demonized bat stood up on the roof of the shed. It flapped its long and narrow wings a few times and let out a short and sharp sound from its mouth. It squeaked, and in the next second, it flapped its wings, drew a black shadow in the dim cave, and swooped down toward the ground.

"Is this guy committing suicide?"

The behavior of demonized bats formed a brief suspicion in my mind.

However, the reality was not what I expected. The moment the demonized bat was about to hit the ground, it spread its wings and forcibly stopped its body, floating in the air less than half a meter above the ground. Then it flapped its wings, Its oval and round body fell down, a pair of sharp claws stretched out, gripping the ground tightly, and just stood in the position I just occupied.

Less than twenty centimeters away from this position, there was a pool of fresh flesh and blood, spilled by the demonized bat that attacked me before.

The fishy smell emitted by the broken internal organs and fresh blood of the demonized bat can be smelled very clearly by me who is four or five meters away. This is not the case for me as a human, let alone the demon who is much more sensitive than me. Turn into a bat.

"By the way, is it going to eat the corpse of its companion?"

I stared at the demonized bat that was gradually approaching the flesh, waiting for its next move.

Sure enough, when approaching the bloody meat, the demonized bat actually bent its oval body, stretched its head, opened its mouth, and bit into the bloody internal organs on the ground.

“Eat all the same kind”

I frowned and twitched the corners of my mouth twice: "You're too willful."

Under the dim light, the demonized bat that devoured the corpses of the same kind opened its mouth, and its two rows of fine and sharp teeth continued to chew the meat on the ground, and then swallowed it bit by bit, as if it was enjoying the blood and meat juice. The feeling flows in the mouth, but the expression of enjoyment feels weird.

When I felt that I couldn't bear to look at it, a series of gurgling sounds came out of my stomach unconsciously. I was actually...hungry at this time!

Isn't this a trap for your sister? I'm not hungry just because I saw it eating like this. That would be too sorry for my status as a human being, even though we are all foodies.

Foodies have a tacit understanding of how they view things. This is a resonance that only foodies can appreciate. Maybe this demonized bat in front of me can help me because we are both foodies...

This is what I thought in my mind, but I didn't dare to try it easily. After all, the species are different and there are differences in the food chain.

Although I have eaten monster meat, I prefer to eat cooked meat, and it seems to have a special affection for raw meat.

I like to eat cooked meat, and he likes to eat raw meat. This is the generation gap.

Once a generation gap occurs, humans cannot coexist harmoniously, let alone demonized bats!

So I gave up the idea of ​​trying to communicate with the demonized bat in front of me, and instead thought about how to eliminate it and how to avoid the group of bombs above my head that would explode from time to time.

After the demonized bat devoured almost two or three pieces of minced meat, it suddenly raised its head and looked around with a pair of small light red eyes, like two small lights.

I quietly retracted my head behind the rock and remained motionless. In order not to make any noise, I even held my breath. This lasted for about half a minute before I slowly resumed breathing again and quietly stuck my head out. A demonized bat is looking at the place behind it.

After finally watching a full circle, it raised its head and made a very regular squeaking sound from its mouth, as if it was giving a speech or expressing its relief after eating meat.

However, just as the sound stopped, the group of demonized bats on the roof began to stir again. This time the restlessness was different from the previous one. This time it seemed unusually noisy, as if they were on the shore, listening to the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

After the noise, there was a dead silence, and then, one, two, and dozens of demonized bats swooped down at the same time, pounced on the area with blood and remaining minced meat, opened their mouths, and kept devouring the internal organs of their dead companions. , licking the fresh blood left by the dead companions.

The scene was like a banquet, lively and bloody.

"His grandma is really a bunch of inhumane guys!"

I muttered to myself, completely forgetting that they were not human beings at all, but monsters. Do you want humanity to be useful?

Not long after the 'banquet' went on, the group of demonized bats flew back to the roof of the shed. A pair of claws clung to the gap in the rock wall of the roof, and a pair of fleshy wings clung to it. They returned to the way they were sleeping before. appearance.

Looking at the spot on the ground, there is no trace of the blood on the minced meat anymore, only a small piece of sticky transparent liquid remains, which should be the saliva flowing from their mouths.

After a while, the rustling sound finally disappeared.

I slowly stood up and looked around vigilantly. I found that the group of demonized bats on the roof had no movement anymore, and they must have fallen into a deep sleep again.

I let out a breath: It was so dangerous. If I hadn’t hid in advance, I would probably have been torn into pieces and eaten by them.

With this in mind, I walked over to the pool of sticky liquid, squatted down, rubbed it with my fingers, and crushed it a few times. As I was thinking about it, an illusion came to my mind.

Rabbit: It’s the third day of the Lunar New Year, are you all having a good time~