Alien Relic Hunter

Chapter 113
However, the speed of the mutation is much faster than Ke Lan expected!
The corpse that lost its head did not fall down, but stood on the spot, twitching violently, countless tiny pink granulation broke through the skin, and grew from various parts of the body.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side. His speed was so fast that before everyone saw his movement clearly, several gray lights had already passed over the missionary's body—— At this moment, all the crazily growing granulation tentacles stopped, and in the next second, these granulation that had a tender texture turned into off-white powder and fell on the ground.

It looked as if it had been burned to ashes by some kind of flame invisible to the naked eye.

The missionary's corpse stood frozen on the spot for more than ten seconds, and fine cuts gradually appeared on the surface of the body. Immediately afterwards, the whole corpse disintegrated into dozens of pieces, scattered all over the ground... the furthest fall A piece of meat even rolled to Ke Lan's feet.

The person who made the shot was naturally Asano Akira, but what made Ke Lan curious was that the war blade that Asano Akira was holding at the moment had a lot of wavy light gray lines on its body.These light gray lines look like one with the war blade itself, as if the war blade had already looked like this when the casting was completed-but Ke Lan knew very well that there was no such pattern on Asano Akira's previous war blade.

Coupled with the lethality of this knife against the Seed of Corrosion, the origin of these gray lines is ready to be revealed.

"Asano, your sword...could it be..."

"You guy, you have sharp eyes!" The old dog's voice came from behind, "The stone cones you brought back were quite a lot, and there were still a lot left after the operation, so Layton took a small piece of it After doing experiments, it turned out that this kind of stone has properties similar to metal materials in high-temperature environments... Later, at the initiative of Asano Akira, Layton smelted a stone cone into his war blade, and It has become what it is now.”

Finding a way to analyze the materials of stalagmites and stone cones was one of the tasks Ke Lan left for them before entering the nursing home, but he did not expect that Layton would use them in actual combat weapons so quickly, which really made Ke Lan a little Accident.

After all, good steel should be used on the blade—they are holding stone cones and stalagmites that have only been roughly machined, and Asano Akira is holding a war blade of the same material. Threats are not on a level at all.

At first, he thought he was going to face a tough battle, but who knew it would be resolved so easily, Ke Lan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, pulled a chair beside him, and sat down.

"Liao Zilang! Layton! Clean up here, don't miss any corners, remember to wear protective clothing, don't let the rotten meat get on it! Gather all these things and pile them into that freezer first." After the dog finished speaking, he turned his head and asked Ke Lan, "What's the matter with this guy? Where did you meet him?"

"On the train I came back, this guy insisted on preaching to me—" Ke Lan glanced at the pieces of minced meat on the ground and said.

"and then?"

"At first I thought it was a charlatan, but I stumbled upon a badge tattooed on his wrist."

"Is it like this?" Layton, who was wearing a protective suit, squatted on the ground, holding a severed wrist in his hand, which happened to be the emblem tattoo that Ke Lan mentioned.

"This pattern...why does it look familiar to me?" The old dog narrowed his eyes and rubbed the stubble on his chin vigorously.

"Do you still remember the settlement of the exiles? The priestess' room, the curtain at the door, is exactly the same." Ke Lan didn't make any secrets, and pointed it out directly.

"Fuck! If you don't tell me, I almost forgot, it really is!" The old dog patted his thigh, "Then this guy is in the same group as those people in the original settlement...?"

"Nine times out of ten." Ke Lan nodded, "They should be an organization, or a sect, and believe in some kind of 'great true god'... Then I guess there should be a lot of high-level believers who have been parasitized in their bodies. The seed of erosion...it seems that the Ark is going to be in big trouble."

"I remembered, you mentioned this true god when you were exchanging signs with those two men in black. What the hell is this true god?"

"I don't know..." Ke Lan shook his head slightly, "But I suspect that this true god may be a certain god believed by the Alpha civilization."

"The god that Alpha Civilization believes in?" The old dog was a little stunned, "How did this group of people believe in it? The text of Alpha Civilization has not been deciphered so far, and no one can read the documents left by them... Although we discovered Alpha Among the ruins of civilization, there are quite a few religious buildings like temples and altars, but..."

"We don't know anything about the beliefs of Alpha civilization." Ke Lan followed the old dog's words, "But, old dog, have you thought about a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"What if this group of self-proclaimed believers...someone can understand the text of the Alpha civilization?"

"How is this possible... this... this is really possible!" The old dog subconsciously wanted to veto it, but when he thought about it carefully, he took a sharp turn - the text of the Alpha civilization cannot be deciphered. It's just a staged cognition, just like in ancient times, humans never believed that they could fly in the sky like birds.

If there is really a person who has the ability to decipher Alpha characters, it is really possible to develop a decent religious organization with the help of what is left over from the Alpha civilization.

"Then what to do with this pile of rotten meat?" the old dog asked.

"Let's freeze it first... find a chance to dispose of it later." Ke Lan knew in her heart that the most appropriate way to deal with it was undoubtedly to hand it over to the Security Bureau, but the problem was that if the body was handed over to the Security Bureau, they would not have I can't explain how to kill this seed of erosion... There are too many secrets involved in the stalagmite, and if it is leaked out, it will only cause fire.

"we can only do this."

The most convenient way to deal with it is to throw this pile of corpses directly into the incinerator of non-recyclable garbage, but considering that it may cause high-risk pollution, it is best to send them away from the ark—in a place like the Soma Consortium With strong support, what Ke Lan and the others need is just a suitable opportunity.

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