Alien Relic Hunter

"Uh..." Aya's expression suddenly froze.

What Ke Lan said is not wrong. Children born in this kind of family have lived in an environment with extremely favorable material conditions since they were young. Things that ordinary children crave, such as candies and toys, are almost impossible to them. No matter how difficult it is to obtain, over time, these things will naturally not have any appeal to them.

"Then... what should we do?" Aya looked at Ke Lan with pleading eyes - she had grown up in the Security Bureau's training institution since she was a child. She began to perform tasks alone at the age of fourteen and had almost no normal time. I have been in a family environment, and I have no emotional experience, let alone children... I really have no experience at all in coaxing children.

"What are you looking at me for? I've never taken care of a child before..." Looking at Aya's eyes, Ke Lan cursed in his heart.

But complaining is complaining, Ke Lan still tried to squat down, look at the little girl with a beautiful face, and said in the softest tone possible: "Your mother is not feeling well right now, little sister, hurry up and get here." Come on, this big sister will take you to find daddy later..."

Seemingly reacting to the word "Dad," the little girl shrank her shoulders first, then glanced at her mother with some fear, and took a cautious step forward.

One step, two steps... until she was about two meters away from the young woman, the young woman did not make any reaction. At this time, the little girl took a step forward and ran towards Aya.

"Take her out." Ke Lan whispered to Aya.

Aya stretched out her hand, picked up the little girl, glanced at Ke Lan and Asano Akira, and left the room after saying "Be careful".

At this time, the sacrificial ceremony of the young woman across the bed had come to an end. Her eyes were widened, and her delicate face gradually became twisted and ferocious... But for some reason, Ke Lan always felt that something was not right. .

The other party was panting heavily, her towering chest heaving greatly, and the front wall of her chest between the two slender slings was stained with a strange crimson color. Her body leaned back slightly and she held her hands tightly. On the edge of the dressing table, even the carefully maintained nails were broken on the table without even realizing it. The words chanted between the two red lips became faster and faster...

Ke Lan suddenly realized that something was wrong - the black bishop he had encountered before, after the sacrifice ceremony began, the life force of the body would be quickly drained, especially when the ceremony was about to end, the black bishop himself would There will be great changes: the more decent ones may turn into a mummy or a skeleton or something, while the more severe ones may have the whole body fester and rot, with pus flowing everywhere...

But the body of the widow in front of him didn't seem to have changed significantly.

Except that her breathing became a little faster, the young woman's plump body did not have the visual effect of being "hollowed out". The smooth and delicate skin could be broken by blows, and the full amount of collagen supported the elastic and attractive figure. The curves, fat and muscles under the skin are plump and well-proportioned, with no sign of collapse. Only the fair skin has become rosy due to congestion... This does not look like it has been drained of life force.

"Strange..." Ke Lan did not relax his vigilance because of this, and still pointed the energy gun in his hand at the young woman's head.

Finally, the long prayer was finished...but nothing happened.

"What's going on?" Asano Akira raised his knife and asked.

"I don't know...it can't be a network delay." Ke Lan shook his head. He didn't know what the other party was doing.

Could it be that this bitch is not the black bishop at all, but is just trying to scare them?

That's not right... the pronunciation of the prayer she just recited was indeed based on the simulated syllables of the Alpha language, and there was nothing wrong with that. If she had just been thinking randomly, Ke Lan would have heard the problem from the beginning.

"Why? Why is this happening?!" It was not only Ke Lan and Asano Akira who were shocked and confused, but also the young woman. She was waving her arms hysterically, as if she was crazy.

"Why didn't the divine messenger come?! Why? Have we been abandoned? Have we been abandoned by the great god? Abandoned by the prophet?" she cried with a cry.

prophet? When he heard the young woman mention the prophet, Ke Lan was startled at first, and then suddenly became enlightened.

Although the battle at the ruins of the Ancient Bronze City is no longer a secret, the specific results and casualties were not announced to the public by the Ark official. In addition, due to the major disaster caused by the "Final Judgment" hitting the Ark itself, almost no one paid attention. It still lingers on the ruins of the Ancient Bronze City and Alexander. As for the death of the prophet, it has been temporarily blocked by the Undead Crew as a top-level secret.

From the words of this young woman, we can know that she probably does not know the news of the death of the prophet.

"The servant of God can temporarily grant the use of part of the Holy Word to his dependents, but as a price, when the servant of God or his dependents use the Holy Word to pray for gifts from the great god, they must donate money equivalent to the gift. Life force as a sacrifice..."

This is a description of the "Holy Word" in the memory fragments in Ke Lan's mind. Combined with Ke Lan's own actual experience, it is basically certain that the "Holy Word" of these black bishops was given to them by the prophet - if Comparing the "Holy Word" to a kind of summoning magic that requires the cost of life, Alpha language is equivalent to the spell required to release the summoning magic, and the only people who truly master the spell are known to be Ke Lan and the Prophet (not yet) Counting the consciousness of the living armor), the black bishop holds more like a disposable magic scroll that seals the spell inside.

Although the price of life force is paid by the person who uses the "magic scroll", now that the person who made the scroll and sealed the spell is dead, the scroll has naturally become a useless waste...

To put it in a more concise and understandable way, only Ke Lan and the Prophet can communicate directly with "Him". They are equivalent to "modems (commonly known as: cats)" that are directly connected to the network cable, and these black bishops are connected to "Him". Ke Lan directly smashed the terminal equipment connected to "cat". Now the "cat" they are connected to has been directly smashed by Ke Lan. Even if these terminal equipment have no faults themselves, it is impossible to connect to the network.

Without the existence of a prophet, even if these black bishops recite the "Holy Word" a thousand times or ten thousand times, nothing will happen.

After all, they have never mastered the key to the "Holy Word" - Alpha language.

This was an unexpected gain that made Ke Lan quite happy. I didn't expect that by killing a prophet, I could also destroy all the most threatening black bishops within the heretic sect... Once this big trouble is solved, it will be difficult to eliminate the remnants of the heretical sect. Downgraded several levels.

Looking at the desperate and confused young woman in front of him, a classic line suddenly popped into Ke Lan's head: "You can shout, even if your throat is broken by shouting, the god you believe in will not hear it."

Of course, given that the public communication channel is still open, hundreds of security agents and garrison soldiers are still waiting for Ke Lan's order... If he really said this in front of so many people If you say that, then I'm afraid I won't be able to escape the name of "pervert". Even if they don't say it with their mouths, it will definitely spread among themselves...

Now that I am considered a senior leader, I should pay more attention to my personal image.

"I know what's going on." Ke Lan said to Asano Akira.

"Um?"

"The abilities of these black-clothed bishops were given to them by the prophet. When the prophet dies, their abilities will naturally disappear." Ke Lan said, "I think in the future, the words "black-clothed bishop" should be used from Ark. Crossed off the threat list."

"What did you say? The Prophet is dead?" Although the young woman kept crying, she still captured the key words in the conversation between Ke Lan and Asano Akira, and her eyes immediately stared at Ke Lan, "You are lying. ...How could the prophet die! You can't kill him! This is impossible...impossible!"

"What should we do with this person?" Asano Akira asked Ke Lan.

"She is no longer a threat. Just take her out and hand her over to the security bureau... But I think there won't be any difference in the final outcome."

After canceling the "crime of exile", Ark officials have adopted a "kill without mercy" attitude towards those who have joined heretical sects... Unless they voluntarily abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, and can make a large enough contribution to Ark, Only then will there be a chance to offset the merit. Generally, worthless believers are often taken to the nearest execution ground for execution during a simple interrogation and filing process, and they are not even allowed to stay in jail for one more night.

As for this woman... her fate may be even more miserable than that of ordinary followers of heretical sects. As a "Black Bishop", even if her abilities have been disabled, there is a high probability that the National People's Congress will be asked by the institute to do live research... After all, so far, the Institute has not been able to capture a living Black Bishop. Progress in the study of the Word is almost entirely zero.

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Suddenly, Ke Lan found that he didn't seem to be as disgusted with the institute as before...especially such inhumane "living experiments"...

Is it because his status has changed? I used to be a little person who carried secrets and was always worried about being caught doing biopsy research; but now, I have become a person in authority above the research institute. Not only does I not have to worry about my own safety, but I can also conduct research. He used the hospital as his own tool... Is that why there was such an obvious change in attitude?

He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner. It seemed that no matter who it was, it would be difficult for him to escape the law of "the dragon slayer will eventually become the evil dragon".

"But at least you have to stick to the bottom line." Ke Lan warned himself in his heart. When he looked up, he saw the young woman pulling out a pistol from under the pillow, and the black muzzle was pointed at him.

Unlike the pocket pistol Hinata Yuji used that couldn't even penetrate Kevlar body armor, this was a 0.5-inch hunting pistol. Along the thread-like rifling, Ke Lan had even seen it. The brass-colored bullet in the chamber——

"Bang!!"

"Ding!"

The sound of the hunting pistol was like thunder, completely covering up the sound of gold and iron that sounded almost at the same time. Two strong winds passed by Ke Lan's cheeks, and a wisp of wind was caught by the airflow. The severed hair fell slowly.

Ke Lan, who had released hundreds of time stops in just one second, clearly saw the frames of Akira Asano slicing the warhead open with his sword - with his ability, he could completely avoid this. It's a gun, but now that Asano Akira has taken action, Ke Lan is too lazy to move.

He trusted Asano Akira very much, just as Asano Akira trusted him.

After cutting the bullet, Asano Akira turned around and threw away the armor-piercing knife stuck in his waist. The sharp tip of the knife penetrated directly through the young woman's throat.

The young woman's body twitched, and she seemed to want to reach out and touch the knife stuck in her neck, but before her arm could reach her chest, the pupils of her eyes began to expand, and she fell straight down.

"What a pity." Ke Lan sighed... To be honest, he didn't know whether he was pity that such a beautiful woman died unexpectedly... or that he was pity that the institute was missing a precious living sample.

"Should I not kill her?" Asano Akira was stunned for a moment and asked.

"It's okay... maybe she should thank you instead." Ke Lan said.

If this woman had not died... the fate that awaited her would probably be even more unacceptable than death.

"By the way, that knife just now was pretty cool. The knife chopped bullets, just like in the movie." Ke Lan knew that relying solely on the limits of human body, it is impossible to swing a knife faster than a bullet, but with the addition of Asano Akira's After gaining special abilities, this kind of operation is no longer just a special effects shot that can only appear in movies. Even if it is captured in a time-stop state, the blade cutting the warhead only takes a few frames. When converted into real time, it only takes a few frames. Only a few milliseconds.

To be precise, Asano Akira didn't split the bullet. He just kept the blade on the trajectory of the bullet and waited for the bullet to hit the blade.

And at the moment when the blade dug into the inside of the warhead, there was a slight tremor on the blade of the sword. It was this tremor that was almost difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The sides of Ke Lan's head flew out.

"By the way, will there be any burden or side effects when you use these abilities now?" Ke Lan asked.

Asano Akira's abilities are almost the same as Marshall's. Ke Lan does not hope that Asano Akira will end up like Marshall.

"As long as you don't overuse it, it won't be a serious problem." Akira Asano shook his head.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the earphones!

It’s Aya’s—

[P.S. Thanks to the reading giraffe for the 1,500 starting coins. 】