Alien Relic Hunter

The word "Victims" not only means victims, but also means sacrifices and sacrifices, and it specifically refers to the kind of sacrifice that uses living animals.

The hundreds of corpses stacked on the second floor of the izakaya flashed through Ke Lan's consciousness like a slideshow. He could never forget the frozen expressions of horror on the faces of the victims. His memory was as clear as if it happened yesterday. same thing.

Ke Lan didn't know the names of these people during their lives, nor did he know what kind of people they were or what they had done... The lives of these people might not have any intersection with him in their lives, just like two parallel lines - —If there hadn’t been this massacre.

He never thought that it was some bullshit "sacrifice ceremony". It was a naked massacre, a trampling of life by a group of crazy people.

…

When the "faces" on the puppets opened their eyes, the familiar wailing sound sounded in his mind again.

"I don't want to die..."

"Please... don't kill me, I can give you all my money..."

"It hurts... it hurts..."

"Blood! So much blood! Is this my blood..."

Ke Lan could not only hear these voices, he could even feel the strong emotions of these people before they died... fear, despair, resentment... that immersive feeling, as if his soul had descended upon the deceased. In the bodies of those who died, it was like dying in their place.

Closing his eyes, Ke Lan could see countless undead souls struggling in the mud at his feet. They stretched out their arms with rotting flesh and exposed bones, and grabbed his ankle tightly; the smell of death was like a leech, along the She climbed up to his knees with his legs and wrapped them around his throat.

From that day on, the remaining obsessions of these undead spirits had been haunting him and never disappeared.

They were like drowning people, waving their hands, trying to grab everything they could... They caught Ke Lan, but Ke Lan was unable to pull them out of the deep pool of death.

They are already dead.

Ke Lan did not believe in ghosts and gods, and he did not believe that there was such a thing as the undead in the world. He knew that those wails were just hallucinations, just like the sounds recorded on tapes, playing in his ears over and over again.

Ke Lan opened his eyes.

The illusory undead wanted to pull him into the abyss together, but their bone claws could no longer grip Ke Lan's body. All distracting thoughts were left behind by Ke Lan. He picked up the gun in his hand and aimed it. distant target.

The puppet has no limbs. Except for the "face" all over the body, its body shape is like a smaller version of Chiron's mountain of flesh. In the gap between the face and the face, there is sticky "black asphalt" Slowly flowing - this is the original substance of the puppet individuals. Compared with the "counterfeit" "simulated" by human tissue, they have a higher density and a color closer to pure black.

"What... what the hell are these noises?" Marshall on the side covered his ears with his hands and gritted his teeth, "I'm so damn annoyed... Why do these sounds seem to be ringing in my head... Damn it !”

"It's the cry of the 'sacrifice' before it dies." Ke Lan explained, "The faces on that thing come from the sacrifices that were devoured by it."

"Sacrifice? Living sacrifice? Like the people in the 'Sick Village' did?" Marshall asked.

"Almost... but the Wall of Flesh is more like a waste recycling furnace. It decomposes human corpses and reuses them... What it accepts are 'sacrifice' in the material sense. Without those materials, it cannot build The 'abode of God' covered in flesh and blood."

"What about this guy? Is there any difference?" Marshall was stunned for a moment and asked again.

He had always criticized the sacrificial behavior of the "Sick Village Sect", but considering that most of the people killed were seriously ill, and surviving would only increase the pain and torture, he never complained to Chiron. Protest.

"What they sacrificed... was the consciousness of these sacrifices."

"Consciousness? Could it be that these people..." Marshall pointed to the faces on the puppets, "are these people the subjects of the telekinetic living experiment project? How come there are so many? And...why are there still old people and... child?"

"No, they are all ordinary people." Ke Lan shook his head. When the incident in East Ninth District occurred, Marshall had already "escaped" to the sick village, so it is normal that he did not know about this tragedy. " The heretic sect planned a massacre. They killed thousands of civilians and took their brains. Although I don’t know what they did to the brains of the victims. But it is obvious that the brains of those who died A considerable part of consciousness should have been preserved in some form."

"What do they do collecting this stuff for?"

"To create a powerful monster that they can drive."

"Is it this ugly thing in front of you?"

"Yeah." Ke Lan nodded.

"They are all a bunch of lunatics." Marshall spat hard on the ground, pushed a grenade into the launch tube hanging under the assault rifle, and pulled the trigger on the puppet individual.

"Dong——"

The cylindrical grenade came out of the barrel. The moment it left the launch tube, Marshall even used his materialized thoughts to "push" it again, causing the grenade to fly towards the puppet individual at several times the speed.

However, just when the rifle grenade was still about five meters away from the puppet, its flight speed suddenly dropped to zero.

The iron-gray metal cylinder was frozen in mid-air. In the next second, starting from the tail of the grenade, the metal shell suddenly began to deform. The entire grenade was like a metal ingot placed under a heavy forging machine. In the blink of an eye, It was crushed into thin slices.

The explosives filled in it were detonated at this time, but the flames of the explosion could not escape from this square inch. The flames, shock waves and fragments were all compressed in a space the size of a fingertip. If you use astronomy, To describe it in terms, this is not an explosion, but closer to the concept of "collapse".

"Collapse" and explosion are two completely opposite concepts. Explosion releases energy outwards, while collapse gathers all the mass inward, and ultimately forms a celestial body with extremely high density under the influence of its own gravity.

The light generated by the explosion was finally condensed into a dazzling spot, which flickered for a moment and then disappeared. As for the shell of the grenade, it turned into a round and solid metal ball the size of a soybean and fell to the ground. There was a muffled sound of "dong".