"What kind of monster is this?"
Charles and the research team stared at the slain Alien in terror, utterly unable to believe it.
The ten mercenaries and Johnson, meanwhile, all wore grave expressions.
Needless to say, Johnson had personally killed two S-rank Ghouls, and even more A-rank ones.
Even the ten mercenaries were the finest soldiers in Delta Force, with exceptionally high combat proficiency. Even in the tense situation earlier, they had ensured that half their men remained alert for threats elsewhere while the other half fired.
Precisely because they were outstanding soldiers, they understood all too well how terrifying a killing machine like the Alien was!
Its strength, speed, agility, stealth, and defense were nearly perfect. Coupled with its acidic blood, which had already corroded a massive hole into the floor, it was practically unbeatable.
One alone was manageable, like how Johnson had pinned one down before they gunned it to death.
But if their numbers increased...
Looking at the narrow passageway ahead, the group could not help hesitating.
Their current location was relatively spacious. If they continued forward, they truly would have no way to withstand those creatures' ambushes!
"We need to figure something out quickly. In about three minutes, the next transformation will occur. This area may very well be divided apart. If we're forcibly separated then, things will become even more troublesome."
One of the archaeological experts remained fairly calm as he reminded them.
Holding their ground would have been fine. With their firepower, the enemy seemed unwilling to take risks lightly. They were extremely cunning hunters.
But the key was that this ruin moved!
"Do you know what structure this place will transform into?"
Johnson quickly calmed down and asked.
"The area we're standing in will probably rise ten meters, and the walls on both