Alien Relic Hunter

"You know nothing about life and death...you will pay the price for your arrogance..." the black-clothed bishop said sinisterly.

"This line is too cliche. I suggest you change it next time... Oh yes, there will be no next time." Ke Lan mocked mercilessly.

The black-clothed bishop did not continue to talk to Ke Lan, but stared at Ke Lan fiercely, his upper and lower lips moving incessantly.

Ke Lan listened carefully. Although the pronunciation of the "fake Alpha language" of the black bishop was a bit unstandard, the general content was barely distinguishable. The prayers he recited were basically the same as the content of the "Holy Word" There is no difference.

This method of sacrifice is a bit like the "word spirit" in the concept of occultism. It doesn't actually matter whether the pronunciation is standard or not. It is equivalent to a key card. No matter how badly damaged the appearance of the card is, as long as the inside is As long as there are no errata in the recorded information, its functionality will not be affected.

The "Holy Word" is also like a key, a key that can open "Pandora's Box".

On the contrary, the two pilots who paid little attention to Ke Lan turned their heads frequently after noticing that the black bishop began to recite the "Holy Word" - Ke Lan saw from the corner of his eye that the faces of the two people coincided with each other. There was a look of fear on the ground, as if he was extremely reluctant to stay in this place any longer.

"Is it that scary?" Ke Lan murmured in his heart, "Shouldn't these hijackers all be prepared to die? Why are they so timid at this time?"

Just as he was thinking this, the black-clothed bishop suddenly twitched and fell to his knees on the ground, holding his hands firmly on the ground, and began to wail——

"Not enough... not enough! The sacrifice... is not enough!"

Howling, his back suddenly tore open, and a tentacle shot out like lightning, piercing the pilot sitting in the co-pilot's seat and lifting it into the air.

The pilot's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the corrosion seed parasitic in his body was not spared - Ke Lan watched the erosion seed struggling to escape from the container, and countless A tiny tentacle tore open the pilot's skin and scrambled to get out from the crack...

But in the end, the strength of these tentacles' struggle became smaller and smaller, until they completely lost their vitality.

All the fresh flesh and blood was transported into the black bishop's body along the tentacle. As for the empty container, it was thrown aside casually.

"This black-clothed bishop is also a container?" Ke Lan's expression could not help but become solemn - although his words just now were extremely arrogant, he had never really looked down on the other party... But even so, the other party still gave Ke Lan A small "surprise" for Lan.

According to the information that Ke Lan has mastered so far, how powerful the thing summoned by the Black Bishop's sacrificial ritual is most likely to depend on the quality of the life force offered by the sacrificer to Him - if it is a dying old man coming If you recite the "Holy Word", you can probably only summon half a rotten tentacle, but if an enhanced person or even a substitute of a prophet is used as a sacrifice, what is summoned will be much more terrifying.

The black-clothed bishop in front of him obviously used himself and the erosion seeds in his body as a sacrifice - no, to be precise, the sacrifice should contain the vitality of both erosion seeds.

And the vitality of this kind of biochemical monster is much stronger than that of humans...

"Not enough... still not enough!" After sucking up a pilot, the black bishop shouted again... At this time, his face was already chapped, and black blood was flowing down his jaw and neck. On the surface of his skin, blood bubbles kept swelling up one after another, and then burst one after another. Each burst blood bubble would leave a festering wound, and a stench unique to the decay of corpses continued to emanate from his body. .

"Bang!"

A gunshot suddenly came from behind. Ke Lan immediately turned his head and saw that the other driver had slumped in the seat. One of his arms was hanging softly from the armrest of the chair. A "G55"-style The pocket pistol slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

On his right temple, there was a bloody bullet hole, and the bullet that penetrated his brain ended his life in an instant.

It seems that the process of absorbing the black bishop's flesh and blood was too painful, so this guy simply chose to give himself a good time and shot himself in the head.

But it was just the container that died. The corrosive seeds in his body had already entered a period of rapid transformation at this moment. The pilot's body was suddenly stretched out in a circle, and parasites were crawling rapidly under the skin, seemingly at any moment. To break out of the body.

"So... cowardly..." The black-clothed bishop said as if he was scolding or sarcastically. In the blink of an eye, the tentacle rolled up the body of the second pilot and pulled it closer.

As if he was dissatisfied with the low absorption efficiency of a single tentacle, he shot a dozen more tentacles at the black bishop's chest and pierced the pilot's body.

Vaguely, Ke Lan felt the cockpit shake slightly, and he immediately turned his attention to the big screen directly in front of him. From this perspective, the Hercules transport plane passed through the clouds and was heading diagonally. Falling below, the White Ridge Mountains in front of the route are rapidly enlarging...

"Fuck!" Ke Lan immediately realized the problem - he didn't know whether the pilot committed suicide or the black bishop hit the control stick while dragging the body and pushed the nose of the plane down... Now the whole plane was moving with one Diving towards the ground at an angle of nearly 45 degrees!

If it weren't for the automatic balance system of the spherical cockpit that was still functioning, keeping the space in the cabin at a relatively horizontal angle to the ground, Ke Lan and the Black Bishop would have already collided with those big wheels at the nose of the aircraft. screen.

According to the current trend, the transport plane will crash into a certain mountain peak in less than half a minute, destroying the aircraft and killing everyone.

With the protection of the living armor, Ke Lan had a high chance of escaping alone, but the group of research institute experts in the cabin behind, as well as Lin Qiming and others, would probably have to be buried with this transport plane.

Ke Lan rushed to the main driver's seat, grabbed the joystick that was shaking slightly due to loss of control, and lifted it up with force——

"Crack!"

Perhaps Ke Lan underestimated the power that the living armor could unleash, or perhaps he overestimated the strength of the joystick itself. He actually pulled out the entire joystick with its base!

Fortunately, the nose of the plane has been lifted up, temporarily avoiding the risk of crashing.

Throwing away the joystick in his hand, Ke Lan entered a few instructions on the console, changed the transport plane's driving mode to automatic cruise mode, and set the destination coordinates in the airspace where "Yagunaktor" is located. .

After doing all this, Ke Lan looked back at the black bishop - the other party had already "eaten" the second pilot's body... so much blood and flesh was sucked into his body, causing his abdomen to collapse. It bulged like a big balloon, as if it would explode immediately if you kicked it.

In a sense, the current situation of the black bishop is indeed a bomb that can explode at any time. The sacrifice ceremony is not over yet. If Ke Lan attacks at this time, it will also be regarded as interrupting the ceremony.

The process of this weird ritual is even more dangerous than the result... Ke Lan couldn't help but think of a special "usage": if the black bishop was used as a human flesh (anti-harmony) bomb to launch a suicide attack, the effect might be better than the direct Putting the summoned things into the battlefield is more obvious.

The specific operation method is also very simple. Just get some explosives and tie them to these black bishops - no, you don't even need to find contraband such as explosives. You only need a knife, and when you are halfway through the "prayer", Sometimes he stabbed a knife into his throat, and a "human flesh (anti-harmony) bomb" with completely random power was born.

As long as you arrange a few more people, it is not difficult to win the "first prize".

Since the heretical sect can send such a team of hijackers to Yongan Port without anyone noticing, and can even switch contracts with the original crew members, then why didn’t the prophet simply organize a wave of black-clad bishop death squads to blow up the Ark? Woolen cloth?

Is it because the Black Bishop himself has some unknown restrictions, or is there something he wants on the Ark, so he is trying to avoid it?

"You...soon...will...see...Him..." The black-clothed bishop's intermittent voice interrupted Ke Lan's thoughts. At this moment, his entire body was severely rotten. He couldn't even maintain a standing posture, so he could only rely on the support of the tentacles, half-crouching and half-kneeling... But even the surface of these tentacles had begun to rot and suppurate.

"It seems that He has accepted your sacrifice." Ke Lan said softly, "You should be dying soon, right?"

"No... that's not death... my soul will return to His kingdom, and my consciousness will live forever..." the black bishop said with great difficulty, thinking that his vocal cords should be on the verge of being scrapped.

"How old are you, do you still believe in the soul? Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Ke Lan shook his head, "It seems that the prophet has really thoroughly brainwashed you."

"Foolish people!" the black bishop roared with his last strength, "You... will never... believe... things... that you have not... seen with your own eyes..."

"What about you? Have you seen it?"

"Of course! I have seen His kingdom...that is...the...universe...eternity...is..."

The black-clothed bishop stopped abruptly before he finished speaking, and his head drooped. Thick black blood overflowed from his seven orifices and fell on the ground in front of him.

The black-clothed bishop had expired, and the corrosive seeds in his body had also lost their vitality, but Ke Lan could feel that a force countless times more powerful than before was slowly awakening in his body.

"It seems... the thing summoned this time is a great guy." Ke Lan said to himself. He took two steps back and condensed a blood-red giant sword in his hand - after "creating" that After building a huge blood-colored shield, Ke Lan was able to skillfully transform the living armor into the weapon he wanted.

However, what made him feel a little regretful was that he originally wanted to "imitation" a gun using living armor, but found that the "bullet" could no longer maintain its original shape after leaving the chamber, and would only become a large gun. Drops of splashing blood-red liquid.

The living armor can only be condensed and formed when it is connected to his body. If it leaves his body, any object condensed by the living armor will return to its original liquid state and return to his body after a few seconds.

In other words, although this thing can be transformed into a variety of weapons, it is only limited to the category of melee weapons.

Ke Lan didn't think about what kind of weapon to choose for a while, so he simply turned it into a standard-style fighting dagger for mechas - a dagger for mechas, but in the hands of people, It naturally turned into a giant sword.

He stared closely at the body of the black bishop in front of him, not daring to slack off at all - that strong sense of crisis seemed to have strangled Ke Lan's throat, giving him the illusion of difficulty breathing, and the heart in his chest It was beating wildly, pumping the blood in the arteries to the whole body.

Suddenly, Ke Lan heard a second heartbeat.

This heartbeat came from the opposite side, from the chest of the black bishop.

The heart that had been silent started to beat again.

Of course Ke Lan would not think that the black bishop had been resurrected... As a sacrifice to the gods, every ounce of life force in his body had been drained cleanly. Even if there was still a trace of consciousness left, with the help of this The thing that made the corpse "come to life" is no longer the black bishop.

The heartbeat was like a drum, getting stronger and stronger, and the corrupt body began to tremble. It struggled to stand up and raised its head.

A pair of black eyes suddenly met Ke Lan's gaze. At this moment, Ke Lan's body shook violently, and the giant sword in his hand almost hit the ground!

Although those eyes had no pupils and no focal length, the moment they looked at him, the indescribable "feeling of being watched" that he felt when he first used "Holy Word" appeared in Ke's eyes again. Within Lan’s perception!

Could it be that... what's in this body now is part of His consciousness?

The "great god" mentioned by the Alpha civilization and the heretical sect personally descended on the body of the black bishop?

But soon, this breathless "feeling of being watched" disappeared. If converted into real time, the total would only be less than a tenth of a second.

He just glanced at the planet casually...but he borrowed the eyes of the sacrificer.