My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 164 Muscle Hound

Roger's home was on the edge of town. The kitchen window was open, and several bloody footprints could be discerned on the windowsill.

According to Crown's knowledge, the footprints resemble those of bears and monkeys.

He followed the smell of the air and traced the path the enemy took. This path should also be the path those things came from.

Seeing his teammates tracking enemies with their sense of smell, Jason couldn't help but joke: "You remind me of a Rhodesian Ridgeback. Now we have tracking talents."

Several others laughed good-naturedly.

Dogs are loyal animals, and comparing people to dogs has a certain positive meaning here, but Croun felt uncomfortable because he also had an experience that was not of this world.

He couldn't help but think of some bad words: a dog takes advantage of others' power, a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, a dog flies in a camp, a dog robbers when a cock crows.

"Guys, I don't really like this joke. It feels a little awkward."

"I'm sorry," Jason spread his hands, "I won't make jokes like this again."

After the brief interlude, the tracking team continued moving forward.

The monster's route was usually close to the corners of the walls. Croun judged that the monster was lurking in the shadows. These locations were places where light did not easily reach at night.

The scent was still strong enough for Crown's sense of smell, and he followed it quickly.

After walking through a few rows of houses, we arrived at the outskirts of the town.

At this time, others can also find traces left in the wild.

The route was not winding and winding, and those things had no intention of counter-reconnaissance.

Craun judged from the traces on the ground that there were two types of these things, a total of four, and they were all capable of walking upright.

This is indeed where they come from and where they go.

At this time of year, the weeds had not grown very high, so the tracking went smoothly. Soon, the group of them arrived at the east side of the town and came to the window of a house.

James suddenly shouted: "Here, here is another family of victims."

"Another one?!"

Crown repeated that during the tracking process, he did not find any additional branching routes to the target, and he did not expect to go around and back to the town.

"Come on, go in and have a look."

He took the lead and jumped in through the window.

The layout of the room is no different from Roger's house. They are from the same town, and maybe they use the same construction workers.

Crown came to the gate and found four human skins placed on the cabinet.

"I put this away," James tried to keep his tone calm, but anyone could feel his fear.

Nick touched the slightly shrunken human skin and asked, "Did you find anything else?"

Crown shook his head slightly: "No, I can only capture the smell of blood and the smell of the monster itself."

He opened the door: "The smell is still there, the clues are still there, follow me."

Finally, the group stopped at the door of a large mansion.

There is a black iron gate, and yellow leaves pile up in the courtyard. Looking up, you can see the fence behind the window on the second floor of the house.

They returned to the house where they had been attacked by evil spirits and flesh monsters that day.

The door was half open, and the weird leaf pattern inside had long been blurred.

"Back to where we started."

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Croun's face, and he turned around and said, "The smell has entered the house."

"Does that mean we didn't search carefully?" Nick said with a frown.

After the battle ended that day, they did not launch a blanket search. It was normal for them to miss something.

"Now that we have found the clue again, we will find out once we go in and take a look."

Jason took out his weapon and pushed open the door.

He walked in, turned around and shook his head at everyone.

"Sir, do I still need to go in?" James' voice was trembling, and his hands were shaking slightly.

"It's best to go inside. You'll be safer with us."

Crown said as he stepped in, he walked around the house looking for the smell and came to a big tree in the backyard.

There is a tunnel that slopes downward, and the exit is blocked by some dry firewood and dead grass. You can't notice the tunnel below unless you look carefully.

Del peeled back the covering, revealing a hole as thick as a bucket.

The cave was pitch black, and the soil at the edge was slightly shiny. It seemed that things often went in and out and were rubbed smooth.

Del lit a torch and threw it into the tunnel.

Crown squatted down and observed the situation inside.

The slope of the tunnel is relatively steep, and the inside gradually becomes thicker, and then it seems to turn parallel to the ground further inside.

He stood up and shook his head: "I can't see anything further inside."

This time on the mission, he did not bring his two pets with him, and now he was unable to detect the situation inside the tunnel.

It is very narrow here, and people need to crawl in. If they encounter any monsters, it will be difficult to use their strength, and people cannot go down to search.

Nick knelt down, checked it, and said with a smile: "There are times when you feel weak."

He put down the small leather bag on his back and took out a palm-sized silver metal box.

The surface of the box is engraved with the logo of the Security Agency and the emblem of a triangle with eyes drawn inside.

Nick patted the box and sighed softly:

"It's hard to imagine that the Strange Object Manufacturing Association, whose members are mostly ordinary people, can actually create such exquisite things."

He carefully opened the box, which seemed to contain a fragile and rare treasure.

Croun reached over and saw a brass-colored metal dragonfly placed inside.

The dragonfly has two pairs of thin metal wings, and its eyes are like black gemstones shining in the sun. Its back is inlaid with a small metal frame, and at the front of the frame is a silver round mirror the size of a fingernail.

"This is a new type of reconnaissance artifact. It has just been assigned to our branch. I directly applied to use it. I can only operate it briefly, but it is enough for us."

Nick held up the metal dragonfly and said showily.

I saw his hand flicking the dragonfly's abdomen a few times, as if turning on the start button of a toy.

The dragonfly's wings flapped rapidly, blue light flowed on the metal frame on its back, and the small silver-white round mirror shone brightly.

When Crown heard the whistling wind, he understood that it must be recharging energy.

Facts verified his guess. When the blue brilliance completely covered the metal frame, the silver round mirror emitted bright white light directly in front of the dragonfly.

The light is so strong that this white light corridor can be clearly seen even under the shade of trees outdoors.

At the same time, the metal dragonfly flew up at a very fast speed.

It circled around the entrance of the tunnel, and then flew into the tunnel. Croun bent down as it entered.

Seeing the metal dragonfly taking off, Del and others were stunned, completely unable to understand that the metal dragonfly could actually fly.

Both of James's eyes almost slipped out of their sockets.

The light in the tunnel became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared. Crown turned around and said, "Since this thing can be used for detection, wouldn't it be great to use it to patrol the town at night?"

Nick waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "I want to do this too, but I can't."

"This thing looks petite, but it's not light. It's powered by a very sophisticated steam engine and uses a very special fuel. The ration for each mission is not much, and it needs to be refilled every half hour of flight. fuel."

Crown asked curiously: "What principle does it work on, and how do we get the information after investigation?"

This thing did not have a control center for real-time transmission. He guessed that there must be a device inside the dragonfly creation to store image information.

Nick explained: “This strange object can understand simple instructions and possess a certain degree of ‘wisdom’, and over time, it can become smarter.

It is said that in the Strange Object Making Association, there is a strange object that is not inferior to human intelligence, and that strange object can even think.

When I started to detect the dragonfly, I had already given it a search command. All I had to do was use my spiritual power to connect to the magic circle inside it.

It will return before running out of fuel, or as soon as it encounters the first threat to it. "

Isn’t this artificial intelligence that can be learned? The technology tree of this world is really hard to understand.

Putting aside the extraordinary system, the world looks a bit backward on the surface, but it can create things with a strong sense of technology on the inside.

Crown understood that his class was not high enough and he still had too few exposures.

Del asked: "Can it be parked somewhere and only retain the function of storing images? Without flying, the fuel consumption of the strange object should be much smaller."

"It's a good idea, but if you don't turn on the light mode, you won't be able to see clearly at night. If you turn on the light mode, it will become a target. The wonders are expensive to make, and the gain outweighs the loss if they are destroyed."

Several people were waiting at the entrance of the cave, chatting.

"There's movement." Crown suddenly raised his right hand and felt a slight vibration under his feet.

Del immediately dropped to the ground and put his ears to the ground.

After listening for a few seconds, he told the information he had obtained:

"Yes, there are things running underground, there should be two or three."

"Guys, get out of the way." Nick took a few steps back. He held his shield tightly and bent his legs slightly, making a defensive posture.

The enchanted armor on his body was activated, sparkling like flaming flowers.

Everyone dispersed, ready to fight.

James stood three meters to the left behind Nick. He pulled out his pistol and aimed nervously at the hole.

Crown thought for a moment and did not cast the Golden Armor Technique on his teammates. Firstly, he did not think the monsters here would be very powerful. Secondly, he felt that there were not many monsters and it was unnecessary.

He performed the Giant Bear Breathing Technique, and held the Star Steel Sword with his swollen arms.

The vibrations were getting stronger and stronger, and he could already hear a low roar coming from the tunnel.

A ray of light shot out of the tunnel, and then a metal dragonfly flew out of it.

Two two-headed hound-like things jumped out from behind it.

The reason why they are called things is because although the appearance and heads of these two monsters have the appearance of hounds, their bodies are hairless, their abdomens are bloated, and they have two pairs of deformed small hands growing on their backs.

Nick took a step forward, swung his shield hard, and hit the first monster that jumped out hard.

Crown stepped forward, raised his sword and slashed at the second deformed hound that jumped out. This monster was closer to him.

The priest's shield hit the monster's head like a sledgehammer hitting a watermelon, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Crown raised his sword and lowered it. Under his sword, the monster's two heads were cut off neatly, as soft as bones.

The headless bodies of the two monsters were still able to jump, and Crown drew his sword again.

Like a skilled surgeon, he chopped off their limbs.

Despite this, the bodies of the two monsters continued to twist.

Seeing their no longer moving heads, Crown understood that the central weakness of these creatures should be in their abdomens.

The two monsters were easily dispatched, and there was no joy on Crown's face.

During the tracking process, he had already recognized what the monster's footprints looked like, and they did not match the claws of the two deformed hounds.

"Alert", Nick took back the dragonfly and held it in his hand.

Kroun saw frames flashing across his pupils, like a movie played at high speed.

James came closer and kicked the monster's torso with disgust and fear: "What the hell is this?"

"No one recognizes these deformed things," Torres muttered, stabbing the monster in the belly.

"Damn, it's pretty solid."

He shouted, attracting everyone's attention, and the tip of his sword was only slightly immersed in the leather.

Torres held the sword with both hands and stabbed hard before cutting open the monster's abdomen.

Crown saw that there were no internal organs inside, only dense blood vessels and muscles.

This is definitely not a natural creature, nor is it a mutated creature.

He became interested, pulled out the scalpel made of Valyrian steel from his boot, released the golden light shield, and began to dismember the monster.

The reason why he released his skills was because he was afraid that some inexplicable virus might infect him and cause trouble. Golden light body protection was much easier to use than those fully sealed virus protective suits.

That thin layer of golden light film did not affect his feel at all.

He inserted the scalpel into the soil, held down the monster's torso with one hand, and pressed hard with the other hand to feel the position of the bones.

In his mind, a skeleton diagram slowly emerged.

Its bones are very weird and not asymmetrical at all. The ribs are arranged one long and one short, completely wrapping the entire abdominal cavity inside.

Ordinary beasts usually mutate only in their flesh and blood, but this monster's bones have also mutated.

Crown pressed it carefully. When he was sure that he had a complete understanding of the monster's structure, he picked up the scalpel and stabbed hard into its back door.

Then, he turned the monster's belly inside out and began to dissect it.

The monster's skin looks soft, but it is actually very tough, much tougher than cowhide.

His scalpel followed a winding path from the monster's back door to its neck without touching a single bone.

His movements were calm and efficient, peeling off the monster's flesh and blood in just a few minutes, leaving behind a complete skeleton.

There is only a casserole-sized heart in the monster's abdominal cavity, and the rest is muscle tissue.

There is no brain in their heads, only red and white muscles.

After the monster's heart was taken out, it was still beating vigorously.

This physiological structure confused Crown completely. He didn't understand how such a monster could exist.

At this point, Nick took in all the images: "Something's not good, guys."

　I remember The Golden Compass had two Dragonfly Scouts, but I can't find a picture of them.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)