Alien Relic Hunter

"Remember, no one is allowed to enter the priest's room before noon tomorrow." Ke Lan said in a feigned majesty.

Anyway, the name "Prophet" has enough intimidation power that it is useless if you don't use it.

"Yes, yes." The two men in black said solemnly.

"My people and I plan to rest here for the night. You... forget it, it's okay. You can all go out first." Ke Lan originally wanted to ask the man in black to bring some food, but he thought of those gray potatoes. , irradiated meat, etc., I immediately lost my appetite. I am afraid that the cans in those sacks are the top food in this settlement.

Ke Lan returned to the front hall, and the hound came closer nervously, pouting toward the inner room.

The sound made by the meat worm was not only heard by the men in black, but they also heard it. Fortunately, they were able to keep their composure and did not conflict with the men in black.

"Ahem...the priest is feeling a little unwell and is already resting."

The essence of human beings is indeed a repeater.

The people in black had already begun to pack up and prepare to leave. As for where they were going to spend the night and whether they would freeze to death, this was not what Ke Lan and the others needed to worry about.

But at this moment, an uninvited guest suddenly opened the door curtain - he was wearing the same black robe as the men in black, and was also wrapped in a piece of felt covered with ice. His chest was heaving violently, and he was panting. The heat coming out formed a small rising white mist in front of him.

This man's boots were covered with caked mud, and his pants were even covered with mud spots. He looked dusty, and it was obvious that he had traveled a long distance to get here.

"Are you also a servant of the true God?" Seeing the other party's clothes, the man in black fell into confusion, "...praising the glory of the true God and praising the greatness of the true God?"

"'Willing to fight for the true God'... I am the messenger of the prophet, bringing 'forgiveness' to your priest. Let me in quickly." The visitor said impatiently.

Messenger of the prophet? Brought "forgiveness"?

Except for him, everyone present was stunned. The man in black looked at Ke Lan and then at the "messenger", his small eyes filled with big question marks...

"Strike first!" Ke Lan suddenly attacked, kicked one of the men in black over, and then slapped the other one hard on the face with the butt of his gun!

The reaction of the others was not slow. When Ke Lan shouted the word "hand" for "hand", the hound had already knocked down two of them with his elbows, and Ivan used a sharp scalpel to cut them open. From a person's carotid artery, hot blood suddenly shot out everywhere.

These men in black had not received professional fighting training, and they were unprepared. They were all killed by the hunters in a few rounds, leaving only the "prophet messenger" standing alone in the front hall. central.

"...Who are you?" the messenger asked. He took two steps back, but Layton's tall body had already stood in front of the door, blocking his retreat.

"It's your uncle!"

The hound spat on the ground, wiped the blood on his face, glanced at Ivan with some displeasure, and complained: "I said, doctor, can you please stop cutting the aorta in future fights? This blood spurted directly into my face. , the sticky and fishy ones are really uncomfortable.”

"If you stab the heart, the blade will break when it hits the ribs." Ivan squatted on the ground and wiped the blood off the blade with a blanket.

"You...are you heretics?"

"What's wrong with you!" Just when the hound was about to take action, the messenger suddenly took out an ox-horn dagger from his arms and stabbed his chest hard!

"...?" Layton tilted his head in confusion.

Hound: "...Is this...complete despair?"

The blade of the dagger was about ten centimeters long and almost completely penetrated into the left side of the chest. If it were not a magic tool with a retractable blade, the heart would have been stabbed through.

With this kind of injury, if we rush to the emergency room now and replace it with an artificial heart, it might be possible to save it, but in this damn place, let alone a heart replacement, even a minor appendectomy operation is not possible. condition.

This "messenger" who committed suicide can be said to be a dead person.

"..." He held the handle of the knife with both hands, knelt down with a thud, and said something in a vague and hoarse voice.

No one understood what he said except Ke Lan.

This is the language of Alpha civilization...

The main idea is: "I am willing to dedicate my body as a hotbed to let the seeds of erosion revive and sprout."

Seed of erosion?

If you give your body as a breeding ground...could there be something parasitic in this guy's body?

Thinking of this, Ke Lan immediately warned: "Everyone, be careful and stay away from him!"

"What's wrong? Does this guy have a big move?" Hound pointed the gun in his hand at the "messenger".

In their opinion, what the "messenger" said should be just a curse before death... As for curses, atheists who believe in science are not afraid of them at all. Of course, if it's more of a bad mouth, I'm afraid it's Their "true god" is not necessarily a match for the hound.

"...What is this?!" Ivan, who was standing directly in front of the messenger, suddenly exclaimed.

A dozen tentacles of different thicknesses were seen coming out of the messenger's mouth, nostrils and eye sockets, and even two eyeballs were squeezed out and fell to the ground.

These tentacles are tough and full of power, with dense suckers growing on their surface. They wrap around the messenger's head, easily crushing the hardest skull in the human body, and the entire head is completely deformed...

The messenger's body is like a container used to support a monster. Now that the monster has grown, the human body can no longer accommodate its body - not just the head, but more tentacles emerging from under the skin of the "container" After getting out, they danced wildly, tearing the cage that was originally used to restrain them into pieces bit by bit.

The "Messenger" disappeared, leaving only an indescribable monster consisting of a ball of tentacles.

Of course, there may be more than one.

"I have never seen this thing before..." Ivan said while suppressing fear and nausea, "I have read the "950 Latest Revised Edition of the Alpha Planet Aboriginal Creatures Illustration" no less than ten times, and there is no such thing recorded in it. , there are not even similar species.”

"This tentacle... is a bit like the octopus on the earth, except that the octopus still has a head... this thing seems to have nothing except the tentacles." The hound has retreated to the wall, and the rifle's safety has been turned on. As long as the button is pressed, The trigger fires.

"Gulu...Gulu...uh...Gulu..." A strange voice came from inside the tentacle mass. It sounded like a person talking with a large mouthful of water, and even the pronunciation was extremely vague.

But Ke Lan understood it again!

It's saying..."Not enough! Not nearly enough!"

The prototype of the monster comes from the followers of GBL who were contaminated by Lotus in DNF... In my impression, if these monsters are not killed in time, they will commit suicide with daggers and then turn into a big octopus... I also forgot which version and which picture. It's weird...

A bunch of tentacles are the kind of monster where a group of small octopuses hug each other. It seems to be called a hybrid octopus monster?

Anyway, at that time, I felt that this setting was pretty good, so I used it as a reference.