"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 intimidating 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’m afraid those 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 back room.

The sound made by the meat worm was not only heard by the men in black, but also by them. Fortunately, they remained calm 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 hot air 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, please let me in quickly." Lai said impatiently.

The Messenger of the Prophet?brings “forgiveness”?

Except for him, everyone present was stunned. The man in black looked at Ke Lan, and then at the "messenger". His small eyes were 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", 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" 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 blocked 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 himself in the chest hard!

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

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

The blade of the dagger was about ten centimeters long, and it was almost completely inserted into the left side of the chest. If it weren't for a magic tool with a retractable blade, the heart would have been stabbed right through.

This kind of injury may be saved if we rush to the emergency room and replace it with an artificial heart, but in this damn place, let alone a heart replacement, it is not even a minor surgery to remove the appendix.

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 general idea is: "I am willing to dedicate my body as a hotbed so that the seeds of erosion can 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? This guy still has 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, as atheists who believe in science, they are not afraid of them at all. Of course, if it's more of a bad mouth, I'm afraid it is

Their "true god" may not be the hound's opponent.

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

Only 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 the 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 feed 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 "Latest Revised Edition of 950 Alpha Planet Aboriginal Creatures" at least 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 but the tentacles." The hound has retreated to the wall, and the rifle's safety has been turned on. As long as it is pulled,

The trigger can fire.

"Gulu...Gululu...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!
Chapter completed!