Through the glasses and lenses, the black Trojan looked at the two still marble female statues indifferently.

At present, all the supernatural incidents in Ibaraki Middle School, whether it is a middle school student who is snatching the ground with his head or a middle-aged man in a dress who asks others what color they like, actually have rules to find.

"What did I do just now that she changed. Was it an active attack?"

The black Trojan horse turned his mind sharply, and his body kept a stiff posture, and he did not dare to move casually anymore.

As the sun continues to sink, gradually approaching the ridges of mountains in the distance, the clouds in the sky accumulate together.

A stern and violent wind began to blew in the entire Ibaraki Middle School.

The sound of the wind roared, scraping open the wooden door of the art teacher.

The glass windows trembled, the curtains were flying like the hem of the skirt,

The scroll on the wooden table was swept up by the strong wind and floated all over the classroom.

The fine sand wrapped in the wind slid into the corner of the black Trojan's eyes, and involuntarily, he blinked.

When I opened my eyes again, the marble female statue changed from two to four.

Their pure white and gentle soles had left the statue base at some point.

He was stiff and stepped on the cold floor of the art teacher,

What's even more terrifying is that the veil that originally gently enveloped the statue's face flew up,

It reveals Zhang Si's face that is no longer quiet and dignified, but becomes a distorted and ferocious.

Their mouths were wide open, their teeth were sharp and sharp, like serrated blades.

The tongue buried in the mouth created a fork at the tip, spitting letters towards the black Trojan horse like a poisonous snake.

How sacred, pure, beautiful and dignified the statue just now was,

How evil and tyrannical, greedy and vicious are now.

"...what, what's going on."

The black Trojan horse took a step back, but fortunately the four statues were stiff and motionless. Four pairs of arms stretched forward were only about two meters away from his chest.

"when..."

The black Trojan was shocked. Even with the blessing of [Code Insighter] glasses, he still didn't see clearly what happened just now.

He took a deep breath, moved his feet towards the gate at a very slow speed.

With both hands, he took out a silly, big, black and rough single-soldier bazooka from the backpack bar.

The distance between the two sides is too close, so he must walk outside the classroom to ensure that the rocket explosion shock wave will not hurt him.

Little by little, he came to the door of the art teacher in the strong wind.

However, the wind was so fierce and violent that the black Trojan had just walked out of the classroom.

The back foot, the whole old wooden door, was blown down by the strong wind, and fell down obliquely.

A "bang" hit the door frame, just blocking the black Trojan horse's view towards the four statues.

The black Trojan was shocked, and the sense of crisis in his heart sounded the alarm bell.

He kicked open the wooden door blocking in front of him, but saw eight marble statues standing neatly behind the wooden door.

These eight statues were half bent, and five fingers melted together into three.

The already narrow face has become narrower and longer, and some black stubby fluff even grows on the face.

And in that large mouth, like a serrated blade, the teeth are connected into a nested ring.

It's like some kind of worm.

The images of these statues are a little scary. It can even be said that they gradually departed from human form and are changing towards a certain form of "climbing wild beasts".

The number has increased again...

The black Trojan forced himself to calm down. Every time the statue changes, it happens when it is out of his sight.

Does that mean that as long as he keeps looking at the statues, they won't change.

The black trojan horse stood in the corridor, staring at the eight statues inside the door, slowly moving back until a safe distance.

While keeping his eyes wide open, he pressed the bazooka against his shoulders, aimed roughly, and pulled the trigger.

The rocket flew out and hit the marble statue in the head without any bias.

boom--

The fire was extremely dazzling, the smoke rose into the sky, and the black wooden horse held up its dry eyes, staring at the center of the thick smoke intently.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

If the statues can only move without being watched, then when the fire lights up and the smoke rolls, can they move freely...

Kakka--

Some kind of rock shattered sounded at the feet and behind the black Trojan horse. He suddenly realized something and immediately turned around.

Behind him, seven or eight statues had been drilled through the walls, floors, and steel and concrete in the ceiling behind the black horse.

Standing behind him, preparing to attack—the four sharp claws had been pressed against the black Trojan's back, neck, and waist.

When the black Trojan horse's gaze swept over, they who were originally swaying and clawing, returned to a motionless and stiff posture.

boom--

The sound of the wall shattering was remembered in his ears. The black Trojan Ma Qiang opened his blood-stained eyes and retreated quickly, staring at the wall from the corner of his eyes.

In the wall, more than a dozen statues who were digging out steel and concrete with their fingers and palms were swept away by the sight and stopped moving.

If every time they leave their sight, these statues will split into two,

Then I am afraid that the black Trojan horse will blink a few more glasses, and the entire art building will be overwhelmed by endless marble statues.

They can't be killed with rockets,

Even the rolling smoke caused by rockets will make their sight lose their figures and make the statues continue to split.

“That’s a fuck….”

The black Trojan only felt that his eyes were dry and he was about to explode. He supported his eyelids with both hands so that he would not blink subconsciously.

People need to blink their eyes to allow tears to be evenly distributed on the cornea and conjunctiva to keep the surface of the eye moist.

Normal people blink their eyes more than ten times a minute in unconscious state, usually blink once in two to six seconds, and each blink takes only about 0.3 seconds.

The movement speed of these statues is increasing, and the number is increasing.

This short 0.3 seconds was enough for them to divide the troops and circumnavigate behind the black Trojan horse.

He used his arms that had been transformed into beast claws to snatch his head.

Or use that worm-like bloody mouth to bite off his entire head.

"The way to survive in this supernatural incident is probably to let a player enter the art teacher, pick up the statue without blinking, and resist it downstairs.

The three of them took turns staring at her, blinking each other, and fixed the statue not to move or split.

Finally, let the three of them think together and find a way to directly destroy her."

The black trojan horse stood at one end of the corridor, looking at the sixteen statues set in place, thinking quickly,

"When there is only one statue, it can be easily solved, but when the number of statues increases to double digits, the difficulty of the task will increase sharply...

How can we solve them..."

The surface of the black Trojan's eyeballs had been blown into a lot of fine sand and dust by the strong wind. The strong itch pierced his forehead, making him tremble all over.
Chapter completed!