Alien Relic Hunter

Ke Lan's voice seemed to still stay in place, but his figure had already appeared behind Seraph——

"Pfft——"

The pair of bloody claws broke through the flames in the blink of an eye, piercing the roots of Seraph's top pair of wings.

"Bah!"

Those huge wings were torn off by Ke Lan directly from Seraph's main body which was mutated from the "Egg of Yinglong". A large amount of blood spurted out from the wound and was quickly frozen into pink in mid-air. A large piece of ice was smashed into pieces, and then it was smashed to pieces on the hard ground!

The four faces of Seraph screamed at the same time, and its remaining four wings suddenly rolled behind it, trying to catch Ke Lan who was unable to move in the air.

However, Ke Lan did not dodge. Instead, he landed directly on Seraph's body, stepped on the other party's body, and stepped directly over Seraph's head.

Ke Lan lowered his head and met one of Seraph's four faces. In the other's eyes, he saw deep doubts and fear, as well as a trace of indescribable resentment.

Although Ke Lan was not sure whether the other party could see his face behind the bloody visor, he still smiled at Seraph, then stretched out his hands, poked straight into the eye sockets of this face, and pushed the two An eyeball was dug out of its socket.

The two eyeballs separated from the main body did not "die" immediately, but struggled desperately in Ke Lan's palm, as if Seraph's main body and these two eyeballs had a very special magnetic field. As long as they Ke Lan releases his hand, and his two eyeballs will be sucked back into his sockets.

Of course Ke Lan would not let them go back. He directly made fists with both hands and crushed the two beating eyeballs on the spot!

The eyeballs that had turned into paste finally calmed down, leaked out from between Ke Lan's fingers, and dropped to the ground.

These mushy minced meats were not frozen - at this time, the temperature in the hall was rising sharply. Although Ke Lan did not have any equipment with temperature measurement function at hand, he could determine the surrounding temperature by just relying on his body senses. The temperature has risen to above zero degrees Celsius, and even the ice particles scattered on the ground have begun to melt.

This terrifying heat naturally emanates from the Seraph. The entire body of the Seraph, which has lost a pair of wings and a pair of eyes, has been surrounded by dazzling flames. It is like a blazing sun. It is simply impossible to see directly with the naked eye.

"Uh...ah..."

Seraphim let out an inhuman roar, and the range of the flames surrounding it suddenly expanded three to four times, instantly covering Ke Lan.

Only then did Ke Lan discover that the flames released by Seraph were divided into two types - one was composed of energy bodies and could really have an impact on reality, while the other was a flame that only existed in "Spiritual Fire" in "Subjective Perception".

Compared with the former, the latter can give people the illusion that they are in a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees... Even if they are wearing the best insulation equipment, even if the actual temperature around them is less than zero degrees Celsius, as long as this A group of "spiritual fire" invades your cognitive field, and you will feel as if you have fallen into the boiler of a steel mill. The burning sensation and extreme pain are so real that it makes people basically I can't tell whether all this is fantasy or reality.

Even Ke Lan, who is immune to "memetic infection", cannot escape this kind of spiritual fire that directly interferes with brain cognition.

It's a pity that now he seems to be a little numb to "pain".

Ke Lan's figure disappeared from the spot again.

This time, he chose to break through head-on——

The bloody claws can not only tear through the flames of reality, but are also aggressive against "spiritual fire". Ke Lan crossed his arms, then swung out his claws, and immediately a blank area without any "light pollution" was cleared directly in front. With the short gap between the light flames being separated, he directly passed through this narrow blank area. He got through it and came to the side of Seraph.

"Bah!"

Another pair of wings was torn off, and Seraph suddenly let out a scream like a baby crying. Its remaining three faces had been distorted into an inhuman appearance due to severe pain. As a large amount of blood spurted out from the broken wing root, the surface of Yinglong's egg, the "body" of Seraph, began to deflate.

"It turns out to be a hollow ball?" Ke Lan said. His claws did not attack the last pair of wings, but inserted into the wound of the broken wing, and pulled hard to both sides, pulling the already broken wings. The terrifying wound expanded several times!

"Blood gushing like a fountain" can no longer describe the scene at this moment. The violent plasma was like a burst fire hydrant, completely dyeing the ceiling, walls and floor of the entire hall red...

As for Seraph's body, it quickly shrank like a deflated balloon - and soon turned into a human form less than one and a half meters tall.

It was a clone hidden in the center of Yinglong's Egg, but at this moment its body was covered with a shrunken skin, and four completely deformed faces clung to the surroundings of its head. The facial features on these faces had already Completely misplaced, at first glance, it looks like a portrait in a "Cubist" painting by Pablo Picasso.

And the face whose eyes were taken out by Ke Lan happened to be the face directly in front of the clone, with plasma and broken tissue fragments still falling out of the pair of black eye sockets.

Seraph's remaining pair of wings drooped down, dragging behind its waist. The originally gorgeous and smooth feathers were stained with blood, and fell to the ground, soaked in thick and sticky plasma.

Ke Lan took a step earlier.

The clone subconsciously took a step back, but it tripped over the skin that clung to its legs and fell backwards to the ground.

It tried to flap its wings, but the wings only scraped through the blood a few times and failed to lift its body off the ground.

The dazzling flames had completely disappeared, and the temperature in the hall once again dropped back to below zero... Soon, an inch thick of plasma on the ground froze the clone and its pair of wings to the ground, causing it to freeze to the ground. Unable to move.

"So... so cold..." it said in a trembling voice, "I feel... so cold."

"You feel cold because you are heading towards death." Ke Lan said, "Even if I move you to a heated place now, it will be useless."

He could feel that the life force of the clone was rapidly flowing out of its body. The pupils of the eyeballs on its wings had begun to expand, and purple-black corpse spots began to gradually appear on its body.

In fact, the fusion of the clone and Yinglong's egg is not perfect. It just controls the power of Yinglong's egg in some way. The fact that it still retains the body of the little boy is the best proof. .

"Why... God... refuses to... favor..." the clone murmured, "I'm obviously... trying my best... to satisfy Him..."

"Your performance is too artificial, it can only be regarded as a third-rate bad movie." Ke Lan squatted down and looked directly at the two dark holes, "Even if you have been fed shit by capital to the point where you have no appreciation. Audiences, when they see such a bad movie, will be eager for it to end as soon as possible."

"Why... why?"

"Don't ask me. I've already answered two of your questions. Now it's my turn to ask." Ke Lan said, "You said earlier that I was a 'body'. What does that mean? There is a 'body' in my body." Someone else's stuff', what does that mean?"

Ke Lan thought for a while and added: "Don't tell me that's just a random excuse you made up to delay time..."

The clone did not answer. Its body was no longer trembling. The eyes on the other three faces were wide open. The dark pupils had expanded to the maximum extent and they had completely lost their look.

It's already dead.

"Damn it." Ke Lan couldn't help but cursed, "You died a little too easily, didn't you? Generally speaking, a BOSS of this level shouldn't linger for a long time, only to have another wave of rebirth come at the end. Are you going to fight back?"

Ke Lan was so angry that he kicked the clone on the chest. He only heard a crisp "click" sound, and the clone's upper and lower bodies were directly broken into two parts, and the inner part of the torso appeared directly in front of Ke Lan's eyes.

Ke Lan noticed that the organs in the cloned body were like mummies that had been dried for hundreds or thousands of years. The heart had even shrunk into a small dark brown ball smaller than a walnut, and was covered with several roots. The same withered tendons and blood vessels hung inside the empty chest.

Its bones were covered with large and small holes. Ke Lan didn't even touch it. The ribs broke into several pieces under the squeeze of the tight skin. Some parts even turned into fine bone powder. It was simply It's crispier than freshly baked French pancakes.

Even the outer skin that originally belonged to Yinglong's egg was rapidly decaying and degrading... Even though the ambient temperature had dropped to dozens of degrees below zero, it still seemed impossible to preserve its body. In less than five minutes, The corpse of "Seraph" had turned into a pool of pus.

It wasn't until the last feather on its wings dissolved in the pool of pus that the low temperature of the underground icehouse began to take effect on its "body". The gray-white pus was quickly frozen into a large flat mass of ice. Immediately afterwards, the water separated from the pus quickly formed a thin layer of white frost on the surface of the ice ballast.

"Pleasant battle." Pan's voice came from behind. Ke Lan turned around and found a security robot usually used to patrol underground icehouses leaning against the exit of the secret passage - this kind of security robot has no hands. With its structure, it can only use metal pliers to collide with each other to make a sound instead of clapping.

"Becoming a monster...does that mean what I look like now?" Ke Lan said. The blood-colored armor on his body suddenly dissolved and turned into flowing plasma, which once again penetrated Ke Lan's body through the pores on his skin—— Ke Lan's eyebrows twitched unnaturally twice. Obviously, this process was not painless.

"I don't know. I told you that you are the first person to successfully fuse with this living armor. We can't predict what will happen to you." The guard robot used its limited movable joints to make a somewhat... Funny shrugging, "By the way, shouldn't you find a piece of cloth to cover it up?"

"Do the people of the Immortal Crew still care about this?" Ke Lan was unmoved, and just "faced" the guard robot controlled by Pan in front of him calmly, "Or do you think I will care?"

"You are also a public figure now, so you have to pay attention to your own image." Pan said, "People from the crisis management department will arrive at the scene in half an hour. Although they will not spread your nude photos, you should not want to This image appears in the video file of the archive, right?”

"Okay." Ke Lan bent down, and the plasma-like living armor poured out from the back of his hand, covering his entire fist, forming a simple-looking glove. Ke Lan directly smashed his fist on the ground, broke the crimson ice, pulled out half a piece of cloth from it, and wrapped it around his waist.

It was part of the blood-stained white coat that the clone had previously worn. Unfortunately, it was blown to pieces by shotguns and could only barely cover Ke Lan's vital parts.

"Can you tell me the origin of this living armor?" Ke Lan asked, "Isn't this too much?"

"It's not too much." The guard robot shook its head, "It comes from an S-class ruins."

"Then what?"

"Gone."

"Is this gone?"

"Then what else do you want to know? If you want to see those highly professional research reports, I can send them to you after things are sorted out here. But if you ask me to talk about it, I'm afraid it won't take more than a few days. Ye can't tell clearly." Pan's tone was full of helplessness.

"Can't you just pick out the key points?" Ke Lan was also helpless.

"There is no key point, or in a sense, those research reports are full of key points. It depends on how you define it... However, I can tell you the name of that ruins."

"What is the name of the ruins? What is its number?"

"There is no number, this is an undisclosed ruins... but someone has already been to that place." There was a hint of joking in Pan's words, "'Unnamed Island'... a lonely island standing on the endless sea. , where time does not flow and the sun never sets.”

The corners of Ke Lan's eyes twitched suddenly. Of course he knew which island the other party was talking about.

Sure enough, the undead crew would know about it... But since they knew the existence of the island, why did they let General Maginot come to question them?

Is it just to test yourself? is this necessary?

"You all know?"

"I know." The guard robot nodded, "But we can pretend not to know. The crew will want to give you as much freedom as possible, rather than turning you into a puppet at our mercy... If a puppet is really needed, I think this robot is much easier to use than you."

As he spoke, Pan suddenly controlled the robot to perform a backflip and landed steadily on the ground.

"Okay...I have one more question."

"Ask." Pan was very generous.

"What does the clone mean by 'body' and 'other people's things'..."

[P.S. Thanks to Steel Fist Wuer Do dozen for the 100 starting coins. 】

[P.P.S. Here’s a piece of trivia. I don’t know how many book friends know this - the famous Picasso is the founder of Cubism, not the abstraction that many people would say when they mention Picasso. The biggest difference between these two schools is The difference is: in cubist paintings, you can at least roughly see what the artist is painting; while abstract paintings are completely composed of basic elements such as color blocks, lines, and geometric figures, and there are few concrete things. 】