Alien Relic Hunter

Right below this "Iron Maiden", there is a Japanese warrior wearing "big armor" sitting on his knees. His hands are resting on his knees, his head is lowered, and there is a sword resting on the knife rest in front of him. A simple-looking samurai sword.

"I thought there would be more people able to come here." The warrior said in a deep voice.

"I thought there would be more people who could come here..." Complex echoes came from all directions... No, no, this is not an echo, but the flesh and blood that makes up this huge dome repeating his words Words, those are the voices of men, women, old people and children, they are wailing and crying... They are struggling desperately, but they cannot break free at all... They can only repeat what the person said over and over again, as if Like a puppet controlled by him.

"Who are you?" Ke Lan asked. He had already picked up the gun in his hand and put the other person's head in the center of his aim.

"I am... from the Arasaka family... no, that is just a ridiculous identity, just an insect that relies on the weak body of humans to survive... and today, I will get rid of all this."

"And today, I will get rid of all this..." The voices of countless victims were still repeating every word he said.

"You can call me - Zi Yan." The warrior grabbed the knife and stood up.

"He is the...hiss...chief of the Arasaka family, the highest...hiss...controller of the consortium...and the...hiss...leader of the six martial arts...hiss...Ziyan..." Victoria said to Ke Lan said.

"In other words, this is the BOSS..." Ke Lan pressed down the trigger slightly, "Oh... he may not be the BOSS yet. What's in that iron coffin is the real trouble."

"No... hiss... he's just... hiss... the things in there... hiss..." Victoria slowly shook her head.

At this time, Zi Yan took a step forward, and Ke Lan saw that his back was also filled with fleshy hoses. These hoses connected him to the "Iron Maiden" above his head and the entire flesh and blood dome. They are all connected together... they are a whole, and Zi Yan is only a small part of this whole.

"Then he should be regarded as the 'brain' of this thing, right? I wonder if the situation will get out of control if he is killed." Ke Lan took a deep breath and pressed the index finger of his right hand down a little. He could already feel the stagnation coming from the trigger. This was truly "on the verge of firing." As long as he applied any more force, the bullet in the gun chamber would be fired immediately.

"But keeping him alive... things... will only get worse..." The damage to Victoria's vocal device seemed to have gotten better. Although her speech was still intermittent, the harsh current noise had disappeared.

However, the volume is also much lower than before.

Ke Lan noticed that her prosthetic limb was trembling slightly. This was not because of a malfunction, but because the power accumulated inside the machine was approaching its limit and was about to burst out.

"Unexpectedly, the task of solving the final BOSS will fall on the investigation team..." Ke Lan smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

Perhaps Victoria herself did not expect that things would develop to this point, but Ke Lan was not like that. The purpose was very clear from the beginning - he came to the East Ninth District just for the voice coming from the depths of his mind. This voice There was an irresistible magical power in it, guiding him step by step to this place.

Ke Lan felt like a moth flying into the flame...or a drug addict, it was an instinct engraved in the bone marrow...

But until now, he has not noticed any hostility from the "Iron Maiden". The hostility comes from the guy called "Zi Yan" in front of him, but his will and that thing's will are not unified.

Victoria was wrong, and Zi Yan was also wrong. He and the thing in "Iron Maiden" were completely unrelated individuals. He was still the human being with a weak body and struggling to survive as he said.

This idiot, does he really think that by inserting a few tubes into his back, he can become one with the prehistoric species?

Ke Lan pulled the trigger.

The roaring warhead instantly spanned a distance of a hundred meters, shattering the gorgeously crafted armor that had no actual protective effect, tearing open Zi Yan's skin and muscles, and opening a hole in his forehead bone. A hole about two centimeters in diameter was made.

Subsequently, Zi Yan's entire head exploded under the terrifying internal pressure, and gray-white brain matter and bright red blood spilled to the ground, mixed with armor fragments made of precious metals and with fine patterns.

"Bang."

The katana slipped from his hand, and the headless body stood frozen in place, unable to take another step.

"I am God...I am the great God...I will not die...I cannot die..." Zi Yan's last roar was released through the flesh and blood, but soon, his remaining consciousness completely dissipated , the roar began to gradually weaken, and the consciousness that was originally controlled by him was completely liberated——

"Help me...save me..."

"It's so painful...I'm in so much pain..."

"Kill me!... Please kill me... Let me be free..."

"Ah...ah...!!"

"Oh...save me...please..."

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All kinds of screams and wails slapped Ke Lan's eardrums and nerves like huge collapsing waves. They came from the consciousness of the victims who were used as "sacrificial animals" and were imprisoned in that "iron cave". "Virgin" among...

"I can not be reconciled!"

An angry low roar overwhelmed all the whines. Under the disbelieving gazes of Ke Lan and Victoria, Zi Yan, who had lost his head, slowly bent down and picked up the samurai sword that had fallen on the ground.

"He...is still alive...?"

"No, it's not Zi Yan who is alive. Zi Yan is already dead. His brain has been smashed... What controls his body is another consciousness, and that consciousness comes from there." Ke Lan raised his head and looked at The "Iron Maiden" hanging in mid-air.

"I don't know how to explain this phenomenon to you..." Ke Lan continued, "In the Chinese supernatural novels of the old era, some people who died in vain would turn into ghosts who harmed living people because of their deep obsession... ...The thing in front of me is probably similar to a ghost..."

"Bah! Bah! Bah!" Victoria did not ask any more questions. Instead, there was the roar of the large-caliber hunting pistol in her hand. Those bullets opened blood holes the size of a bowl on Zi Yan's body, but Each blood hole lasted no more than half a second - the substances transported from the flesh tubes could repair the wounds on Zi Yan's body almost in the blink of an eye.

Victoria quickly emptied a bomb nest, and then, like a sharp arrow off the string, she went straight to Zi Yan - straight to the "Iron Maiden" directly above him.

Only by destroying the things inside can all this be ended!