Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 106 Altar Sacrifice Iron Blood

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 106 Altar Sacrifice Iron Blood

Under the light of the fire, the altar showed its original appearance. A dozen thick rectangular pillars were erected around the altar, which played a load-bearing role.

In the center of the altar, six sarcophagi are scattered in the shape of petals. On the sarcophagi lie six corpses with only their skeletons left.

Tang and Song stood on the side of the altar, using the cane in his hand to move the remains in front of him.

The front chest ribs of this bone were shattered from the inside out, which was obviously a fatal injury caused by a parasitic facehugger breaking out of the chest.

"Let's get started!"

Charles Weiland gave an order, and Jacob, a big black man, led two mercenaries to take out the dinosaur eggs from the incubator one by one.

Jacob held a dinosaur egg in one hand and was about to place it on the groove of the altar.

But before he could approach the altar, a cane stretched out in front of him and stopped him.

"Mr. Tang?"

Jacob looked at the cane in front of his chest and subconsciously looked at Charles behind him.

"Don? What do you mean?"

Tang Song changed his hands, took back his cane, and lit it on the stone carving with obvious Egyptian style.

"The stronger the sacrifice, the more powerful the parasitic monster will be. If I read it correctly, these are the eggs of the raptor in your hand!"

Tang Song looked past Jacob and towards his master.

While Charles Weiland was breathing, the mist produced by his breath seemed to blur his vision, and he was silent for a moment in the white mist: "Don, only a perfect sacrifice can open the bottom room. What I want is there.

Down there! I have no choice!"

Tang Song and Charles Weiland confronted each other for a moment and grinned:

"In this case, then go back and settle the payment for the dinosaur eggs with Dr. Hammond. Dr. Hammond told me that the dinosaur eggs were stolen. I still don't believe it. It turned out that you borrowed them!"

"You also know that I am now the major shareholder of the Jurassic Park project. You said that if the dinosaur eggs fall outside, this will directly affect the Jurassic Park brand. After all, only unique things can attract traffic. What do you think?

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"Don't worry, Tang, there won't be any more dinosaur eggs for sale in my auctions in the future!"

Charles Wieland made a promise to the Tang and Song Dynasties.

"I will ask the finance department to give John 20 million US dollars later as the cost of purchasing these dinosaur eggs!"

Boss Tang also took a step back and gave way.

Jacob held a dinosaur egg in one hand and walked towards the altar. When he passed Boss Tang, he glanced deeply sideways at Tang Song. Deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a figure with the head of a wolf flashing across his body.

"Prepare!"

Just when Jacob and several mercenaries placed the dinosaur eggs on the altar.

Charles Weiland walked with heavy steps to a circular relief, pressed down the raised circular relief, and turned it three times to the left and right.

The loudspeaker made a loud sound, and at the bottom of the pyramid, the Alien Queen suspended by a chain seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation. Its belly kept puffing and puffing, spraying alien chaos.

A mechanical arm picked up the alien eggs one by one and put them into a bowl-shaped pipe. With a burst of air pressure, these alien eggs were sprayed directly towards the upper level of the pyramid!

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In the sunken stone pits where the altar is distributed, as the cracks opened, alien-shaped eggs that were round like cannonballs appeared in the grooves.

The green alien eggs dripping with thick liquid look like a pile of sticky, rotten green eggs.

"They really caught another alien queen!"

Charles Wieland looked at the alien egg that appeared out of thin air and muttered to himself.

At this time, the mercenaries who had long been told about the horrors of aliens had already retreated to the corner of the altar, their guns pointed at these alien eggs.

The alien egg stood quietly on the altar, looking extremely harmless. However, within a few seconds, a petal-shaped opening opened on the head of an alien egg, like a cannibal with its mouth open.

flower.

At the crack, a scorpion-shaped facehugger with eight tentacles and a long tail crawled out from the alien egg.

This thing was crawling right above the alien egg, swinging its flexible tail. After observing the surroundings, it did not choose the dinosaur egg on the altar, jumped up, and pounced directly on Tang Song's face.

White Ghost, who had been watching the situation on Tang and Song's side, dodged and stood in front of Tang and Song, unsheathing the katana in his hand.

A white light flashed, followed by a squealing scream, and the palm-sized facehugger was split into two.

Tsk!

Green insect blood fell on the ground, and the ground where the boulder was thrown was suddenly corroded into a shallow pit.

Tsk tsk, even the back of the katana in White Phantom's hand lit up with white smoke.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, White Ghost swung his backhand, and the blade of the samurai sword passed directly through the pillar beside the altar, and the green blood of the facehugger stained on the blade was wiped off.

However, no matter how fast he was, the blade was still inevitably corroded with some mottled marks.

"This is Arashi Shadow Steel!" White Ghost looked at the katana in his hand with some distress, his tone filled with regret and disbelief.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the Arashi Shadow Steel, which can withstand bullets, would be corroded by insect blood so easily.

"I still have a batch of Adamantium alloy there. I'll have someone give you two more knives later!"

Tang Song looked at several alien eggs that were about to move, and his true energy flowed, covering his own Qi:

"I am the biggest sponsor of the Federation's knife-making conference now!"

Edman Alloy, after hearing Tang Song's words, White Ghost recovered from his pity.

He took a piece of cloth from the Cobra soldier on the side and wrapped it around the blade of the katana. After wrapping it a few times, he pulled it hard and wiped away the remaining facehugger blood on the katana.

Ding Dong, looking at a few facehuggers that were about to move, White Ghost directly put the katana back into the scabbard, raised the carbine in his hand and pointed it at the alien eggs.

Charles Weiland's face hidden under the armored mask had been observing and paying attention to the Tang and Song Dynasties after the facehugger attacked them.

Alien creatures are the ultimate predators bred by engineers.

When choosing a parasitic target, baby facehuggers tend to choose the one with the strongest genes.

When faced with a group of millions of Velociraptor eggs to choose from that were considered top predators, the Facehugger actually attacked the Tang and Song dynasties first, which made Charles Weiland feel a little incredible.

It is true that humans are far ahead of other creatures in terms of genetic evolution, but in terms of adapting to nature and hunting, humans without sharp teeth and claws do not have an advantage over some large beasts.

If these alien larvae regard Tang and Song Dynasties as their first attack sequence, it shows that the perception of these facehuggers is very important.

This Tang's genes are better than those of apex predators like Velociraptors.

Just when Charles Wieland was in shock.

Puff puff puff puff...

Five facehuggers jumped out of the alien eggs at the same time, aiming directly at the dinosaur eggs.

Using eight tentacles to hug the dinosaur egg tightly, these facehuggers bit out a gap in the Velociraptor's eggshell, and then drilled in with their entire body.

Then the dinosaur egg began to shake violently.

"Bang!"

The mercenary under Charles Wieland seemed to be shocked by this scene, his hand trembled, and he directly pulled the trigger.

The bullet flew past a dinosaur egg and created a spark on the stone wall.

The sound of gunfire startled everyone.

"Don't shoot!"

Jacob stopped quickly.

The gunshot seemed to frighten the alien cub in the eggshell, and several black figures jumped out of the eggshell and ran into the scattered passages.

"That's it? Cultivate a group of powerful monster opponents for yourself. Next, should we wait or hunt them!"

Tang Song lit up a cigar and looked at Charles Wieland!

"The next step is to wait for the arrival of the group of hunters. Only wonderful hunting and the strongest genetic game can open the door to the engineer's laboratory!"

Charles Wieland looked up at the sky, seeming to see the predator in the starry sky through the dome of the pyramid and the 2,000-foot thick ice cap.

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Starry sky, Milky Way, Orion, a harsh planet near Yautja.

A small spaceship is parked on a meteorite. On the spaceship, a Predator is controlling the screen of the spacecraft.

Suddenly, a message was transmitted to the screen of his spaceship. He opened the screen and saw a light spot flashing on it.

Looking at the coordinate position displayed above and the flickering degree of the light spot, the Predator entered the coordinate position into the spacecraft without hesitation.

The spacecraft engine sprayed blue plasma flames, soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared into the starry sky!

In this starry sky, there were at least five spaceships soaring into the sky at the same time, including one that was obviously slightly larger.

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Above the earth, black wormholes tore open the night sky. Several spaceships jumped out of the wormholes and gathered together.

Several young Ironbloods entered the medium-sized spacecraft from their own spaceship,

They are all newcomers to the Predator. They have completely mastered the use of all the tools of the Predator, and have also developed their own fighting styles and cold weapons that they are good at.

There will be a ranking before the new blood goes out to hunt aliens and is promoted. The one with the best performance can become the leader and lead others to hunt aliens.

To complete the trial, they must eliminate the aliens in the trial field, use the alien's acid blood to corrode their skin and armor, and draw tribal marks on their foreheads and helmets.

This is not over yet, they must eliminate all the hatched aliens, otherwise it will cause great harm.

Once the situation becomes uncontrollable, the self-destruction device will be activated and a large number of aliens will die together. In this case, the trial will not be completed and promotion will not be achieved.

In a word, if you can come out alive after wiping out all the aliens, the tribe elders will come to assess you. If you are approved, you can be promoted to the next level of Bloodstained One.

After reaching the level of Bloodstained, the Predators can go out for interstellar hunting and run as far as they want without the supervision of elders.

On the Iron-Blooded spaceship, a tall Iron-blooded man with a very different style from other Iron-blooded warriors looked down at the young Iron-blooded men in this group.

Compared to these young men, this Predator has scars all over his body, as well as traces corroded by alien blood and tribal markings.

From the marks on his body left by countless battles and the skull of the Alien Queen left as a display on the spaceship behind him, it can be identified that this tall iron-blooded man should be the elder of the Predator.

The elder Predator is the leader of the tribe. He has lived for at least several hundred years and is one of the eldest members of the tribe. He is very wise and steady and is not as aggressive as the young Predator.

In their lifetime of hunting, they have gained full honors,

Basically, they will not pursue honor and prove themselves like young hunters. They do not need to wear masks to appear. Their trophy room already contains several skulls like the Alien Queen behind them, and the Hunting Queen is already the greatest glory of the Predator.

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Iron-blooded elders are generally responsible for managing the entire tribe, as well as the trial and promotion of young hunters, choosing where to go and who to go.

While out hunting, they usually command a mothership and bring with them a large tribal retinue.

Can provide counseling and guidance to young hunters and supervise their hunting process.

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On the spaceship, the elder Ironblood introduced the situation of the hunting ground below to the young Ironblood, and at the same time arranged the candidates to participate in the trial.

And just as these iron-blooded spacecraft jumped into the solar system through the wormhole, a pair of eyes was already staring at them.

"Hunter, what a boring guy!"

Asgard, the head of the Nine Realms, a continent suspended in the starry sky, a tall figure leaning on a big sword looked down at the starry sky under the Rainbow Bridge.

He is Heimdall, the patron god in Norse mythology, the gatekeeper of Asgard, responsible for guarding the Rainbow Bridge, and possesses the Eye of Heimdall, which perceives all things, and is used to observe all things.

It can be said that as long as he thinks about it, nothing in the entire solar system can escape his eyes.

Heimdall lowered his gaze and stared at several iron-blooded spaceships.

As we all know, Odin, the god-king of Asgard, is the co-lord of the Nine Realms, so Heimdall does not have a good impression of the Predator who regards Midgard as a hunter.

However, due to some special reasons, not only God Odin, but also the mysterious guardian of Midgard has adopted a default attitude towards the Predator's hunting behavior.

As long as these Predator warriors do not commit large-scale harm to Midgard, God Odin's order is that they cannot interfere at will.

Heimdall watched as several small one-man spaceships flew off the Iron-Blooded spaceship, flying towards Midgard.

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Over Antarctica, several single-person spaceships quietly passed through the densely packed satellite clusters in outer orbit and flew directly towards the pyramids of Antarctica.

Three cannonball-shaped spaceships with tail fins like unfolded four-leaf clovers plunged into the ice.

The ice surface shook for a while. Several mercenaries who stayed behind heard the movement and walked out of the protective point renovated from the abandoned whaling station with guns in hand. They looked at the cracks on the ice surface with binoculars.

"Something fell down, go report it to the boss, they are here!"

Several mercenaries seemed to know what they were facing.

A bearded man gave instructions to his subordinates, and at the same time ordered the already prepared gasoline barrels to be lit around the camp to create a heat source and distract the attention of the hunters.

"Hiss!"

Fox looked at the window on the second floor of the whaling station. In her palm, a small black snake as thick as a chopstick was spitting its core toward the ice in the distance, looking like it was facing a formidable enemy.

"Let our people assemble!"

Fox drew his gun in his hand and looked at the fire burning in the base.

These mercenaries obviously had no intention of telling them the truth.

Soon all the eight soldiers who stayed behind came to the room where Fox was.

The little black snake turned its body in Fox's palm, with its head facing in the direction of Fox, it suddenly opened its mouth and sprayed out a cloud of ice-blue mist.

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Creak, creak, creak…

On the ice field, there was a sound of stepping on the snow.

In the whaling station, bonfires lit by gasoline barrels illuminate the whaling station like daylight.

Except for the small rustle of falling snowflakes, no movement could be heard in this whaling station, and the silence was a bit eerie.

The bearded man was lying on the abandoned hanging rail of the whaling station, looking down.

At this time, the bearded man wore the same biochemical mask as the Predator, and a cloak that could regulate temperature. He moved his head slightly, looking for traces of the hunter through the thermal imaging function on the mask.

This is not the first time that Big Beard has dealt with such invisible monsters.

Five years ago, under the leadership of Jacob, they ambushed two in the jungle of Vietnam.

At the beginning, their two teams had more than twenty people. Although they were well prepared, only four people were killed by the two iron-blooded enemies.

Therefore, even though he was fully prepared this time, the bearded man did not dare to be careless at all. Even when he moved his neck, he was cautious and did not dare to make any noise.

These things are natural hunters, and they will detect the slightest movement. However, fortunately, they are all blind in a sense, and can only rely on infrared rays to see clearly the heat energy emitted by the human body.

Listening to the sound of snowflakes falling outside, the bearded man tightened his cloak.

In front of the abandoned whaling base, a tall Predator released his stealth mode and revealed himself in the falling snow.

It raised its arm and clicked a few times on the watch on its forearm. The biochemical mask on its face suddenly flashed a red light that ordinary people could not see.

The entire whaling station seems to be a three-dimensional projection, absorbed by its mask.

The heat sources from dozens of burning gasoline barrels did seem to interfere with the Predator's thermal imaging projection, and it shook its head.

There was only silence for a moment, and then he clicked on the watch. This time, a green light was scanned out of its mask and eyes.

Now I have three hours of penicillin bottles in the morning every day, and I take care of the children in the afternoon. I only have time to write in the evening. I have been suffering from Yang for half a month, and my cough has not improved. Fortunately, I don’t have white lung.

I went back for a funeral today and a relative in the hospital died with white lungs and could not be saved.

Attention book friends who are coughing, go to the hospital and take a CT examination. Don’t rely on it. This is not a common cold. Sometimes medicine doesn’t work.

My aunt has seven days to go and has to go to a funeral tomorrow. It should still be 5,000 tomorrow.

(End of chapter)