Chapter 400 Monster! True form?
Behind him!
Frank's face turned pale instantly.
Everyone looked behind him with expressions as if they had seen a ghost!
A chill ran down his spine and spread throughout his body, making his body a little stiff. For a moment, he couldn't even turn his head!
Cold sweat soaked his back.
No……
Why is she behind him?
Frank's Adam's apple trembled, and he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. He asked the pub members in front of him: "Everyone, I seem to have hallucinations just now. Did you...did you hear..."
His whole body began to tremble, his voice became increasingly unstable, and in the end he couldn't even utter complete sentences.
In front of him, on a monitor, the figure of the masked man was clearly visible.
It can be seen that the masked man is standing outside the tavern, about ten meters away from the tavern door. He is motionless and does not move forward, as if he is thinking about something.
If the masked man is outside, what is behind him?
Who made that sound just now?
All the tavern members in front looked behind him with extremely shocked eyes, as if they saw something extremely incredible.
"Everyone...I...you..."
Frank's lips trembled, he felt like he was falling into an abyss, and his whole body was shrouded in fear and terror.
He really didn't dare to turn his head!
How he wished that someone could speak up and tell him what was behind him!
Is it the masked monster?
If not, what is it?
However, no one told him, and the entire tavern fell into deathly silence, as if everyone was petrified, unable to say a word, and just staring behind him.
The members who had whispered that they would fight to the end just now, now didn't even raise their weapons, but just stared with their eyes as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
What exactly did they see?
Frank's heart trembled, and he looked at the member closest to him for help.
"That is..."
His whole body trembled, his head buzzed instantly, and his brain went blank. He couldn't believe the reflection he saw in the member's pupils.
What is that?
In that member's pupil, there was naturally Frank's figure, and behind Frank was actually...
A person covered in silver!
“Hey…”
Frank's scalp tingled, his whole body felt cold, and he subconsciously tilted his neck.
But perhaps his body was too stiff. There was a cracking sound at his neck, and he only deflected a tiny arc, so he could not see the specific appearance of the person behind him.
At this moment, the cold voice sounded behind him again: "Turn around, if you can't do it, I can help you."
“No, no…”
Frank begged for mercy and turned around carefully.
When he saw the "person" behind him, his whole body couldn't stop trembling, and his face turned even paler, without a trace of blood, just like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
Behind him, there is clearly a monster!
This monster has no facial features and a smooth face. It is a faceless man. His entire body is silver-white and seems to be some kind of liquid metal. It looks like a creature made purely of liquid mercury.
On its surface, the silvery-white skin showed irregular ups and downs, as if it would change into another shape in the next second.
"The... the masked man..."
Frank was extremely desperate, his body was shaking, and he looked like he was about to collapse.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered some rumors.
It is said that the masked man is not a human being at all, but a special metal, just like the mechanical race, who just accidentally possessed thoughts and became a biological organism.
In the Psychic Age, many animals have mutated, and some plants have also shown different characteristics than before.
By analogy, will ores, metals, etc. also undergo changes?
Could this masked man actually be a metal monster?
Although this idea is a bit absurd, unrealistic, and seems very ridiculous, but now...
The silver-white monster that appeared in front of Frank was shining with metallic luster all over its body, as if it had walked out of some science fiction horror movie. It was filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, which was terrifying.
"You...you came in..." Frank's teeth were chattering.
"What? Didn't you ask me to come in?" the metal man spoke.
He had no mouth, but he made sounds, which was quite creepy.
And although he also had no eyes, Frank could feel that a pair of terrifying eyes were staring at him.
"I... I mean..."
Frank's face was pale, but the fact that he could still speak showed that he had a pretty good mental state.
Not many people can organize their language in the face of death.
In the tavern, except for him, most of the other members were speechless. They just stared at the silver-white metal man in shock. Their expressions were stiff, as if they were looking at some alien creature.
Only a few people still have some sanity left and can think forcibly.
They are thinking...
If the metal man in front of me is the masked man, then who is the person standing on the street outside?
This question kept lingering in their minds.
Derived from this question, there is another more terrifying question - if both of them are masked monsters, then who is the main one?
“Could it be…”
A very scary thought suddenly emerged in the minds of some tavern members.
Could it be that this human-masked stranger who has been walking outside for a long time is just a flesh and blood puppet controlled by a metal monster?
Is it man who controls metal, or is it metal that controls man?
Once this horrible thought appears, it will never go away!
The Zerg have a kind of parasite that can live on the host, obtain part of the host's memory, and control all of the host's behaviors. As time goes by, it can even completely merge with the host and grow with the host!
So, does this metal monster have similar abilities?
And so on…
Are there many people living around them who have been controlled or parasitized?
Thinking of this, some members took a breath and felt that the world before their eyes suddenly became terrifying, as if there were monsters everywhere and crises everywhere.
And right now, Frank is the only one facing this crisis.
He looked miserable, as if all his strength had been drained away. He collapsed and leaned against the table and chair behind him. His voice trembled: "Masked man, who... who are you?"
"I am who I am, who else could I be?" Su Xia responded calmly.
This silver-white metal man is naturally composed of countless small nanorobots.
As for the appearance, he imitated the liquid metal man T1000 in "Terminator 2", but made some changes to the details.
That metal man was his childhood shadow and scared him a lot when he was a child.
Now, it's his turn to scare others.
"You...you are a monster..."
"Who isn't a monster?"
Su Xia sneered: "Frank, aren't you going to buy me a drink?"
“I…I…”
Frank was completely panicked and didn't know what to do. He subconsciously picked up a bottle of red wine beside him with trembling hands.
He did say before that he would invite Su Xia in for a drink, but he never thought that the situation would be like this now.
All he wanted now was to slap himself.
Why were you so mean just now?
"Wine...wine..." His lips turned pale and he didn't know what to say.
Next, a scene occurred that terrified him and the others.
Suddenly, Su Xia's stomach split open, and a crack appeared, like a big mouth of an abyss.
There was a bloody red glow inside the abdominal fissure, and one could vaguely see the amorphous internal structure covered in blood. It looked like broken internal organs or rotting flesh. It was extremely weird and made one's scalp tingle at a glance.
Then he took the bottle from Frank and threw it directly into the crack in his stomach.
“Crack—Crack—”
There was actually a chewing sound coming from the silvery-white metal abdominal cavity, as if there were invisible abnormal fangs inside that were crushing the wine bottle and digesting the wine and the bottle residue together!
A wisp of sweet red wine aroma wafted out from the crack.
Then, the crack slowly closed and turned into a flat, silvery-white abdominal surface again.
This scene sent chills down the spines of many tavern members, with a chill spreading from their backs to their entire bodies.
No wonder……
In the places where the masked monster had fought in the past, the corpses were always in pieces and could not be pieced together at all.
"Could it be that he swallowed some of the body fragments into his stomach?" This more terrifying thought spread in everyone's mind, making them even more terrified.
What kind of monster is this?
The metal man made a cold voice: "Very good, let's drink the wine, and then let's talk about business."
"Business...business?"
Frank's heart trembled , and he subconsciously wanted to take two steps back, but there were tables and chairs behind him and he could not retreat any further.
Is this metal man planning to kill him?
How could he hope to survive against such a monster? How could he fight?
At this moment, the despair in his heart was infinitely magnified by fear, and he even forgot that he was still a psychic creature.
He looked for help to the other tavern members around him, hoping that they could lend a hand and save him from the hands of the metal man.
But he only saw faces that were frozen with shock, and many people still had expressions of fear on their faces.
These members of the Wine Crown Group had no intention of taking action at all.
Finally, he could only look in despair at the small room on the side of the hall.
“Save…save me…”
That room is his last hope!
The man in the wheelchair and the woman in black in the room had promised that they would save his life!
Those two men came from the tavern headquarters, and their promise represented the tavern's promise.
However, at this moment, in the room, the woman in black also opened her eyes wide.
Her eyes were almost dull as she stared blankly at the silvery-white metal monster on the screen.
"So... that's the true identity of the masked man?"
She rubbed her eyes in disbelief and muttered, "God of war, are you making all these arrangements just to force the masked stranger's true identity out and verify your conjecture?"
"Maybe...right?"
At this moment, uncertain words actually came out of the mouth of the man in the wheelchair.
He rubbed his eyebrows, a trace of pain flashed across his face. His body was already reaching its limit, but he still stared at the figure on the screen, refusing to look away to rest.
Is that metal man really the true identity of the masked man?
The woman in black murmured in a low voice: "It's impossible. This has never happened before. Is he a different kind of mechanical creature? But why would he go against the mechanical race? Is there a problem within the mechanical race? Is he an experimental subject of the mechanical race on a certain evolutionary path? Or..."
The silver-white creature in the hall overturned her cognition.
Ever since the masked man became famous, countless people have been trying to find out where he came from, hoping to know what is underneath the mask.
However, the earliest record of the masked man can only be traced back to Luoxing Town.
He seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly possessed powerful abilities, and then inexplicably confronted the mechanical race. There was no story in between, as if he was born to oppose the mechanical race.
Many people have speculated whether the masked man was actually an experimental subject created by the mechanical race?
Otherwise, why would he have such a strong hatred for mechanical creatures?
Many organizations know that the mechanical race is trying different evolutionary paths and has experimental bases all over the world, trying to find a more perfect evolutionary direction, such as the half-human, half-insect experiments underground in Coral City.
"Who the hell is he?"
The woman in black was shocked and even couldn't be sure whether the masked man was a human or not.
Perhaps, only the word "monster" is more appropriate.
"Could it be... liquid metal?"
She thought again: "The Masked Man can control liquid metal to form his clone. As for making sounds, he can just put a sound generator inside the clone... What do you think, charlatan?"
"Well, but...what kind of liquid metal do you think it is?" the man in the wheelchair asked her back.
"The element gallium?"
The woman in black thought about it. Gallium has a very low melting point and has a supercooling property. Its surface is almost silver-white.
But she quickly shook her head again: "No, it shouldn't be, the color doesn't look similar..."
She thought of several metal elements, but none of them seemed quite right. Those metal elements could not give her the feeling she had at the moment.
If it is really liquid metal, then what are those flesh-like structures wriggling in the cracks in his abdomen just now?
"Don't think too much. I just want to verify whether he has this method." The man in the wheelchair suddenly said.
"How to control liquid metal?" the woman in black asked. "As long as you can control solid metal, you can definitely control liquid metal. There shouldn't be anything to verify."
"No, I just doubt..."
The man in the wheelchair stared at the screen, tapping his fingers on the armrest.
It can be seen that he is not at peace now.
The woman in black asked, "God, what are you doubting? Isn't that metal? What else could it be? It can't be a robot that can transform, right?"
"You're right. I was doubting that." The wheelchair man nodded. "Besides, maybe it's not a robot."
"What do you mean?" the woman in black asked again.
"Previous battles have shown that the masked man possesses powerful capabilities in reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, tracking, and counter-tracking," explained the man in the wheelchair.
"This is easy to explain. He must have learned something about this," said the woman in black.
“But he always makes some stupid mistakes,” said the man in the wheelchair.
“Everyone makes mistakes.”
“He shouldn’t have made a mistake.”
"Do you think there's something else that helps the masked weirdo scout?"
"Um……"
The man in the wheelchair kept looking at the screen, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
But at this moment, all the display screens in the room suddenly exploded with a loud bang, sparks flashed, debris flew everywhere, and thick smoke billowed out.
The black-clad woman's expression changed as she realized that the masked man had attacked them.
“Crack—Crack—”
A strange sound rang around the room, making people feel a little annoyed.
Then, the door twisted, the ceiling deformed, and with a loud bang, the entire room shrank inward, as if it was under an extremely horrific squeeze.
With a loud bang, the ceiling completely shattered, concrete blocks fell down, revealing the complex steel bars inside.
The steel bars twisted and creaked, as if screaming, and continued to drop, compressing the height of the entire room.
The black-clothed woman's expression changed completely: "Damn it, that monster wants to trap us to death here!"
