In the light of the fire, the altar revealed its original appearance. More than a dozen thick rectangular pillars were erected around the altar, serving as load-bearing pillars.
In the center of the altar, six sarcophagi were spread out like petals, and on the sarcophagi lay six corpses, with only skeletons left.
Tang Song stood on the side of the altar, using the cane in his hand to move the remains in front of him.
The bone's front ribs were shattered from the inside out, apparently the fatal injury caused by a parasitic facehugger that broke out of the chest.
“Let’s get started!”
Charles Weiland gave an order, and the black man Jacob brought 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 get close to the altar, a staff was extended in front of him, stopping him.
"Mr. Tang?"
Jacob looked at the cane blocking his chest and subconsciously looked at Charles behind him.
"Don? What do you mean?"
Tang Song turned around, retracted his cane, and tapped a stone sculpture with a distinct Egyptian style next to him.
"The stronger the sacrifice, the more powerful the monster it will spawn. If I'm not mistaken, those are velociraptor eggs in your hands!"
Tang Song looked past Jacob and at his master.
As Charles Weiland panted, the mist from his nose seemed to blur his vision. He was silent for a moment in the white mist: "Tang, only a perfect sacrifice can open the room at the bottom. What I want is down there! I have no choice!"
Tang Song and Charles Weiland faced each other for a moment and grinned:
"In that case, let's go back and settle the money for the dinosaur eggs with Dr. Hammond. Dr. Hammond told me that the dinosaur eggs were stolen, but I didn't believe it. It turns out that you borrowed them!"
"You also know that I am now a major shareholder of the Jurassic Park project. If the dinosaur eggs were to get out, it would directly affect the Jurassic Park brand. After all, only unique things can attract traffic. What do you think?"
"Don't worry, Tang, there won't be any more dinosaur eggs for sale at my auctions in the future!"
Charles Wieland made a promise to Tang Song.
"I will ask the finance department to transfer 20 million US dollars to John as the cost of purchasing these dinosaur eggs!"
Boss Tang also took a step back and made way.
Jacob held a dinosaur egg in one hand and walked towards the altar. When he passed by Boss Tang, he glanced at Tang Song deeply. In the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be a figure with a wolf head and a human body flashed by.
"Prepare!"
Just as 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.
Kaka's machine amplifier sounded, and at the bottom of the pyramid, the alien queen hanging by chains seemed to be stimulated by something, and its abdomen made puffing sounds and sprayed alien gunk continuously.
A mechanical arm grabbed the alien eggs one by one and placed them into a bowl-shaped pipe. With a burst of air pressure, these alien eggs were directly ejected to the upper level of the pyramid!
… …
In the sunken stone pits where the altars were located, as cracks appeared one after another, round alien eggs that looked like cannonballs appeared in the grooves.
The green alien eggs, which kept dripping thick liquid, looked like a pile of sticky rotten green meat eggs.
"They really have captured another Alien Queen!"
Charles Wayland muttered to himself as he looked at the alien egg that appeared out of thin air.
At this time, the mercenaries, who had been told about the terrifying nature of the aliens, had already retreated to the corner at the edge of the altar, pointing their guns at the alien eggs.
The alien eggs stood quietly on the altar, looking extremely harmless. However, after a few seconds, a petal-shaped opening appeared on the head of one of the alien eggs, like a carnivorous plant with its mouth open.
At the crack, a scorpion-shaped facehugger with eight tentacles, a long body and a long tail crawled out from the alien egg.
This thing was crawling right above the alien egg, swinging its flexibly tail. After observing its surroundings, it did not choose the dinosaur egg on the altar. Instead, it leaped and pounced directly on Tang Song's face.
The white ghost, who had been watching the situation on Tang Song's side, flashed and stood in front of Tang Song, unsheathing the samurai sword in his hand.
A white light flashed, followed by a hissing scream, and the palm-sized facehugger was split in two.
Hiss!
The green blood of the insects fell on the ground, and the ground where the boulder had landed was immediately corroded into a shallow pit.
Hiss, even the back of the samurai sword in the White Ghost's hand began to emit white smoke.
The White Ghost was quick-witted and quick-handed. With a backhand swing, the blade of the samurai sword directly passed through the pillar beside the altar, and wiped off the green blood of the facehugger that was stained on the blade.
However, no matter how fast he was, there were still some mottled marks of corrosion on the blade.
"This is Storm Shadow Steel!" Bai Youling looked at the samurai sword in his hand with some heartache, his tone filled with regret and disbelief.
Obviously, they didn't expect that the Storm Shadow Steel that could withstand bullets could be corroded so easily by the insect blood.
"I still have a batch of adamantium alloy. I'll have someone make two new swords for you later!"
Tang Song looked at the several alien eggs that were ready to move, and his true energy flowed, covering his own aura:
"I am the biggest sponsor of the Federation's Sword Forging Conference right now!"
Adamantium, after hearing Tang Song's words, White Ghost finally recovered from his sad mood.
He took a piece of cloth from the cobra soldier beside him, wrapped it around the blade of the samurai sword, and after wrapping it a few times, he pulled it hard to wipe off the facehugger blood remaining on the samurai sword.
Ding-dang, looking at the facehuggers that were ready to make a move, White Ghost put the samurai sword back into the scabbard, raised the carbine in his hand and aimed at the alien insect eggs.
Charles Weiland's face was hidden under the armored mask. He had been observing and paying attention to Tang Song after the facehugger attacked Tang Song.
Aliens are the ultimate hunters bred by engineers.
When choosing a parasitic object, young facehuggers often choose the one with the strongest genes.
When faced with a batch of millions of velociraptor eggs, which are considered top hunters, the facehugger actually attacked Tang Song 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 when it comes to 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 Song as the first in the attack sequence, it means that these face huggers have poor perception.
This Tang's genes are better than those of top predators like Velociraptor.
Just when Charles Weiland was in doubt.
Puff puff puff puff…
Five facehuggers jumped out of the alien eggs at the same time, aiming directly at the dinosaur eggs.
Using their eight tentacles to hold the dinosaur egg tightly, these facehuggers bit a hole in the eggshell of the velociraptor and then drilled their entire bodies into it.
Then the dinosaur egg began to shake violently.
"Bang!"
The mercenaries under Charles Wieland seemed to be shocked by this scene. Their hands trembled and they pulled the trigger directly.
The bullet flew past a dinosaur egg and created a spark on the stone wall.
The gunshot startled everyone.
“Don’t shoot!”
Jacob hurriedly stopped him.
The gunshot seemed to startle the alien cub in the eggshell. Several black figures jumped out of the eggshell and ran into the scattered passages in a flash.
"That's it? We've trained ourselves a group of powerful monster opponents. Now, what do we do next? Do we wait or hunt them down?"
Tang Song lit a cigar and looked at Charles Weiland!
"The next step is to wait for the arrival of the hunters. Only a wonderful hunt and the strongest gene game can open the door to the engineers' laboratory!"
Charles Weiland looked up at the sky, and seemed to see the hunter in the starry sky through the dome of the pyramid and the 2,000-foot thick ice sheet.
… … …
Starry sky, Milky Way, Orion, near a harsh planet called Yautja.
A small spaceship is parked on a meteorite. On the spaceship, an Iron-Blooded Warrior is controlling the spaceship screen.
Suddenly, a message was transmitted to the screen of his spaceship. He slid open the screen and saw a light spot flashing on it.
Looking at the coordinates displayed and the flashing degree of the light spots, the Iron-blooded Warrior entered the coordinates into the spacecraft without hesitation.
The spacecraft's engine spewed out blue plasma flames, soared into the sky, and soon disappeared into the starry sky!
In this starry sky, there were at least five spaceships rising into the sky at the same time, including one that was obviously slightly larger.
… … …
Above the earth, black wormholes tore through the night sky. Several spaceships jumped out of the wormholes and gathered together.
Several young men entered the medium-sized spaceship from their own spaceship.
They are all newcomers among the Predator, who have fully mastered the use of all the Predator's tools, and have also developed their own fighting style and proficiency in cold weapons.
Before the new bloods come out to hunt aliens and are promoted, there will be a ranking. The best performer can become the leader and lead others to hunt aliens.
To complete the trial, they must eliminate the aliens in the trial field, and use the aliens' acid blood to corrode their skin and armor, and draw tribal marks on their foreheads and helmets.
This is not the end, they must destroy all the hatched aliens, otherwise it will bring great harm.
Once the situation becomes uncontrollable, the self-destruct device will be activated, and a large number of aliens will die together. In this way, the trial will not be completed and promotion cannot be obtained.
In a word, if you are able to walk out alive after destroying all the aliens, the tribal elders will come to assess you, and only if you are approved can you be promoted to the next level, the Bloodstained One.
After being promoted to the Bloodstained, the Iron Warrior can come out for interstellar hunting. They can run as far as they want and no longer need the supervision of the elders.
On the Iron Blood spaceship, a tall Iron Blood with a style very different from other Iron Blood warriors looked down at the young Iron Bloods in the tribe.
Compared to these young people, this iron-blooded warrior's body was covered with scars, marks of corrosion from alien blood, and tribal marks.
From the marks of battle on his body and the alien queen's skull left on display on the spaceship behind him, it can be identified that this tall and iron-blooded man should be an Iron Warrior elder.
The Iron Blood Warrior Elder is the leader of the tribe. He has lived for at least several hundred years and is one of the oldest members of the tribe. He is very wise and steady, not as aggressive as the young Iron Bloods.
They have already gained full honor in their hunting life.
Basically, they don't pursue honor and prove themselves like young hunters do, and they don't need to wear masks when they appear. Their trophy room already contains several skulls like the Alien Queen behind them, and hunting the Queen is the greatest honor for the Predator.
The Iron-blooded Elders are generally responsible for managing the entire tribe, as well as the trials and promotions of young hunters, choosing where to send whom,
During their hunting trips, they usually command a mothership and bring with them a large entourage of tribal followers.
Can provide advice and guidance to young hunters and supervise their hunting process.
“… … …”
On the spaceship, Elder Ironblood introduced the situation of the hunting ground below to the young Ironblood, and at the same time arranged the candidates for participating in the trial.
And just as these iron-blooded spaceships jumped into the solar system through the wormhole, a pair of eyes were already staring at them.
"Hunter, what an annoying fellow!"
The head of the Nine Realms, a continent suspended in the starry sky, Asgard. A tall figure leans on a big sword and overlooks the starry sky under the Rainbow Bridge.
He is Heimdall, the guardian god in Norse mythology, the gatekeeper of Asgard, responsible for guarding the Rainbow Bridge. He possesses the Eye of Heimdall that can perceive and observe everything.
It can be said that as long as he wants, nothing in the entire solar system can escape his eyes.
Heimdall lowered his eyes and stared at the Iron Blood spaceships.
As we all know, Odin, the god-king of Asgard, is the co-lord of the nine realms. Therefore, Heimdall has no good feelings towards the Iron-blooded Warriors who treat Midgard as hunters.
However, due to some special reasons, not only the God Odin, but also the mysterious guardian of Midgard adopted a tacit attitude towards the Predator's hunting behavior.
As long as these iron-blooded warriors do not commit large-scale acts that endanger Midgard, Odin's order is that they cannot interfere at will.
Heimdall watched as several small single-person spaceships flew down from the Iron Blood spaceship and headed towards Midgard.
… …
Above Antarctica, several single-person spacecraft silently passed through the densely packed satellite orbits in outer space and flew directly towards the pyramids in Antarctica.
Three spaceships that looked like cannonballs and whose tails looked like unfolded four-leaf clovers plunged into the ice.
The ice surface shook. Several mercenaries who stayed behind heard the noise and walked out of the protection point converted from the abandoned whaling station with guns, looking at the traces of cracks on the ice with binoculars.
"Something is falling down, go report to the boss, they are coming!"
Several of the mercenaries seemed to know what they were facing.
A bearded man gave instructions to his subordinates, and at the same time ordered the gasoline barrels that had been prepared in advance to be ignited around the camp to create heat sources and distract the hunters.
“Hiss!”
Fox looked out the window on the second floor of the whaling station. In her palm, a small black snake as thick as a tachyon was spitting its core towards the ice in the distance, looking as if it was facing a formidable enemy.
"Let's gather our people!"
Fox drew his gun and looked at the fire burning in the base.
The mercenaries obviously had no intention of telling them the truth.
Soon, all eight remaining soldiers came to the room where Fox was.
The little black snake turned its body in Fox's palm, turned its head towards Fox, suddenly opened its mouth and sprayed out a cloud of ice-blue mist.
… …
Crunch...
On the ice field, there was a sound of footsteps on the snow.
In the whaling station, the bonfire burning in the gasoline barrels illuminates the whaling station like day.
However, apart from the rustling sound of falling snowflakes, no other sound could be heard in the whaling station. The silence was so eerie that it was almost scary.
The bearded man lay on the abandoned hanging rail of the whaling station, looking down with his head down.
At this time, the bearded man was wearing the same biochemical mask as the Predator on his face and a temperature-regulating cloak. He moved his head slightly and looked for the hunter's traces through the thermal imaging function of the mask.
This is not the first time that Bearded Man has dealt with these invisible monsters.
Five years ago, under Jacob's leadership, they had ambushed two of them in the jungles of Vietnam.
Originally, their two teams had more than twenty people, but even though they were well prepared, they were killed by the two Iron Bloods and only four were left.
Therefore, even though he was fully prepared this time, the bearded man did not dare to be careless at all. He even moved his neck carefully and did not dare to make any noise.
These creatures are natural hunters and will detect the slightest movement, but thankfully they are blind in a sense and can only rely on infrared light to see the heat energy emitted by the human body.
Listening to the rustling sound of snowflakes falling outside, the bearded man tightened his cloak.
In front of the abandoned whaling base, a tall Iron Warrior released his stealth mode and revealed himself in the falling snow.
It raised its arm and tapped the watch on its forearm a few times. The biochemical mask on its face suddenly flashed a red light that ordinary people could not see.
The entire whaling station seemed like a three-dimensional projection, received 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 a moment of silence, and then he clicked his watch. This time, a green light was scanned from the eyes of his mask.