Trickster Hunter.

Chapter 102: Strange Statue
This thing's ability to hide its breath is much stronger than the stealth potion developed by the Tianfu City Research Institute. After its ability was activated, this guy really seemed to have evaporated in front of Sun Hang's eyes, and his existence could not be sensed at all.

However, Sun Hang was not completely without a way to deal with it - the moment the monster disappeared, he had already spread the mycelium all over the hall, transforming the interior into an environment like the "Pansi Cave".

As long as the monster accidentally touches any mycelium, Sun Hang can immediately lock its position.

"Calling the headquarters, I found the four infiltration group hunters who lost contact. They have completely transformed... Hello?"

There was no response, only meaningless electrical noise filled the communication channel.

Sun Hang didn't feel too surprised - it was just that in the eyes of others, he should have lost contact just like the four hunters.

The closer we get to Longyan Fort, the more severe the communication interference becomes. The combat command is aware of this... Since we can't communicate by radio, wouldn't it be better to just use the most primitive method of information transmission?
Thinking so, Sun Hang walked out of the hall quickly.

But the moment he stepped out of the hall, he finally realized the problem.

The courtyard outside was as quiet as the palace at this moment.

The Longyan Fort stopped moving. The Garuda, fighter formations and a large number of drones in the distance also disappeared. The sky shrouded in night was like a pure black velvet curtain, so clean that there was not even a speck of dust.

The lights from above were still there, but the drones that provided the light were gone—conical searchlights appeared out of nowhere, as if someone had cut a small hole in the black curtain and plugged a flashlight in place.

"Another abnormal space?"

Sun Hang took a deep breath and began to think about how to break the impasse.

This place was obviously very different from the weird office building that trapped him - inside the office building, he could smell the breath of weird things everywhere, but here, to Sun Hang, it felt like just an "ordinary mountain" and an "ordinary abandoned temple".

The ability to conceal aura is less effective for larger objects. What's more, assuming that Longyanlei is a Geng-type monster, then Sun Hang is now in this "weird environment" and it is impossible for him to not feel anything.

Unless the "level" of Longyan Fort is high enough to completely suppress Sun Hang.

Is this possible?

Sun Hang didn't know what level his meme was among all the weird creatures, but judging from the way "Bloody Mary" and "Space-Time Shadow" avoided him, it should not be very low.

Sun Hang glanced at the night sky, turned around and returned to the hall.

The only thing that can "interact" with him here is the strange creature made up of the hunters' corpses. If Sun Hang wants to find a clue to solve these anomalies, he can only start with it.

At the very least, we have to find out why these four missing hunters have become like this.

Apart from the presence of a large amount of white mycelium, nothing in the hall had changed. Even the angle of the light coming in from the hole in the roof was exactly the same as before.

The strange creature made up of corpses had long disappeared, and no one knew whether it had escaped from the hall or was lurking in some corner.

Since this guy was scared, Sun Hang was too lazy to waste time looking for it - given this guy's hiding ability, even if Sun Hang turned the entire Longyan Mountain upside down, he might not be able to find it.

Sun Hang walked to the altar and looked up at the incomplete Buddha statue on the main seat. This was a Buddha statue made of cement. Due to years of disrepair, the gold paint on the surface had long since fallen off, leaving only some golden powder in the cracks.

The surface of the Buddha statue was covered with cracks, and in some places the inner steel skeleton was even exposed, especially at the broken neck. The broken end of the steel bar was almost twisted into a pretzel shape, as if the Buddha statue's head had been twisted off by some huge force.

When seeing things like statues, Sun Hang subconsciously thought of "three monkeys"... He tried to imagine the scene of twisting the heads of the three monkeys off, but a sharp pain like a needle came from his head immediately, forcing him to stop imagining.

"Tsk... why are you so petty that you can't even let people imagine a little?" Sun Hang complained in a low voice, then walked around behind the Buddha statue.

"what?"

The head of the Buddha statue was not lost, but was embedded into the back of the statue facing inwards.

This method of embedding is very strange, as if the cement was softened and then the head was pressed in. The edge fits the portrait very well, with no damage caused by violent embedding and no cracks caused by internal expansion.

However, Sun Hang did not pursue the matter - in a special scene created by strange things, any strange things that happened were reasonable. If one had to pursue a scientific explanation, it would only mean that this person had some problems with his brain.

"I just don't know what the front of this head looks like..."

Ji Erqijiuliu began to flow like liquid, and finally turned into a pair of hands. The ten fingers grabbed the edge of the portrait and "pulled" the portrait embedded in the body out little by little.

The hands made of liquid metal turned the portrait over, but when he saw the face, Sun Hang frowned.

It was not the kind-hearted Buddha as imagined, nor was it the angry-looking Arhat, nor even those terrifying and weird monsters... but Sun Hang's own face.

This is a head portrait carved according to Sun Hang's facial features.

"Damn it, this thing infringes on my portrait rights." Sun Hang couldn't help but curse, and the next second he drove the metal hand to exert force, intending to crush the portrait.

But a sharp pain came from Sun Hang's face and head, as if a pair of invisible hands were clamping his head.

Sun Hang immediately asked Ji Erqijiu Liu to release the portrait, and the huge force on his head disappeared instantly.

"..."

Sun Hang rubbed his still aching cheek, looking at the avatar in front of him that looked exactly like him, and couldn't help feeling a little irritated.

He wasn't sure what this thing was, but it was obviously related to a weird creature. However, he couldn't sense any trace of a weird creature from it...

Sun Hang really wanted to turn Ji Erqijiuliu into a sledgehammer and smash the portrait to pieces, but he couldn't be sure whether his own head would explode at the same moment the portrait was shattered.

He couldn't help but think of a cursed prop called a "voodoo doll". After the curse took effect, everything done to the doll would be reflected on the cursed person... Could it be that the nature of this thing is similar to that of a "voodoo doll"?

(End of this chapter)