American Comics: From Map Editor to Immortal Gods

Luo Lin frowned slightly, but then he thought about it and realized he could understand.

After all, this thing can be terrifying in some ways, but it can also be incredibly easy to make.

As long as you have a flamethrower, you can kill any monster.

Its most terrifying aspect is its ability to assimilate and replace you without you even noticing.

All points were allocated to assimilation and reproduction.

Their own attack and defense capabilities are no stronger than those of an ordinary person.

Luo Lin continued walking forward, setting fires wherever he went.

Even the most heartthrob would have to admit defeat in her presence.

[Detected and killed an abnormal object, gaining 200 anomaly points; current anomaly point count: 2800/3700]

"Huh? What did you just burn?"

Luo Lin glanced at the fleeting wisp of dust and continued walking inside.

Inside the pyramids,

Mark, a member of the special operations team, leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

His other teammates had all perished in the monstrous attacks and alien raids.

He personally executed one of his companions.

Mark couldn't help but feel a chill of fear when he thought of the Thing's terrifying rate of assimilation.

"Fuck fuck! Are there any normal people in here? What kind of freaks are they?"

Mark knows a little about Southeast Asian culture and has heard of the term "poisoning" (or "raising poison").

He believes that even the so-called breeding grounds for poisonous insects are not even one ten-thousandth as good as this place.

A mysterious, invisible butcher; grotesque, assimilated creatures; an alien assassin lurking in the shadows, appearing and disappearing unpredictably...

If it weren't for his strong sixth sense, which allowed him to narrowly escape death several times and kill his enemies, he wouldn't have survived to this point.

Mark silently counted the few bullets left in his pistol, feeling utterly dejected.

If he were facing a group of people, even special forces, he was confident he could fight his way out with just a dagger.

But this time the enemy is a group of monsters!

He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

For a moment, he doubted whether he was still himself.

Mark dared not look back; he could only keep moving forward.

They killed three more aliens along the way.

Finally, Mark encountered another living human being—a Black woman.

but...

Is this guy even human?

The moment he personally killed his companion, the already fragile bridge of trust between humans was completely severed!

"Shhh!!"

The Black woman, Wood, gestured for Mark to be careful. She didn't dare approach Mark and pointed to the gap in front of her from a distance, seemingly warning him to be cautious.

Mark's heart sank. Oh no, he'd been pulled into the boss room?

He carefully walked to the gate and glanced inside.

hiss~

Monster eggs, waiting to hatch, are neatly arranged around the perimeter of the room.

Further inside, there were a dozen or so people who had been captured.

Several of them had their bodies split open, revealing long, thick legs.

What's even more alarming is that...

Not far away, there was a huge, oversized alien that was bound by chains. She seemed to be the Monster Queen, and she had a huge reproductive organ that kept laying eggs.

But at this time,

This queen, who should have been invincible, was now crying out in sorrow.

There were at least thirty aliens in front of her, carrying her on their backs and guarding the queen.

Right in front of them, at least forty other aliens crouched down and approached the Queen.

Mark witnessed the alien's body writhing inside, sprouting more sharp tails.

The good news is that the monsters have started fighting amongst themselves.

The bad news is that the two monsters have merged into an even more terrifying monster!

He didn't know that the Thing had assimilated the Alien.

It's still an alien that has parasitized the freak.

But he knew that if these strange creatures escaped, humanity would face extinction!

"God above, if you hear my prayer, please freeze this place completely, or... send down a giant meteorite and level this place to the ground!"

Mark could only pray.

Until he saw the light!

A dazzling flame!

"what is that?"

Mark's Black girlfriend looked behind him at the same time.

A dazzling sea of ​​dark purple fire was approaching.

What terrifying flames they were! They burned straight through the thick stone walls of the pyramids, ignoring all obstacles and burning everything to nothingness!

And in front of the sea of ​​fire,

One by one, panicked "people" running on their hands and feet, along with the constantly hissing aliens, were rushing towards this place at their fastest speed ever.

The strange man realized that he only had four legs and couldn't outrun the alien, so four more legs sprouted from his sides.

With six legs and two arms running in unison, it outpaced the alien and approached Mark and Wood in alarm.

Then...

They ignored the two humans and plunged into the room where the alien queen was confronting them.

"What the hell?"

Mark and his companion were stunned for a moment, and then they saw the alien rush into the room as well.

They even spotted three disheveled figures.

That was the hunter for this mission – the Predator.

Although Mark couldn't see them, he immediately guessed that these three guys were the mysterious killers of the stealthy slaughter team.

However, these three terrifying beings sped along, ignoring the two of them, and struggled to get inside.

And in that sea of ​​fire.

They witnessed a scene they would never forget.

An Eastern man strolled leisurely amidst the sea of ​​fire.

He radiated golden divine light, just like God!

Mark and Wood muttered blankly:

"Oh my god!"

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"Is he...is he a demon or a god?"

Wood swallowed hard. The raging, dark purple sea of ​​fire pulsed and danced, its reflection in the shimmering golden light instilling a nameless fear in one's heart.

Fire, silent and still, consumes everything.

Apart from the flickering flames, the two could not even sense any smoke.

Because its fuel is metal, stone, grotesque and alien, the dirtiest filth in the world.

However, it was this seemingly bizarre flame that caused the three most terrifying monster hunters in the Death Pyramid to cease hostility and flee at the same time.

Hank shook his head. "He's either God, or... Death!"

Hank has a nickname, Death, and is a legend in the world of espionage.

Because he had carried out many missions, he was always the only one who came back alive.

Without exception.

As expected, Hank sacrificed all his teammates on this mission.

But this time, Hank's weaponry wasn't configured for aliens or monsters, so he thought he was facing his first and last failure.

but now

Hank saw hope.

Rolin directed the Amaterasu Fire to approach the deepest part of the pyramid.

It must be said that although Amaterasu has many drawbacks such as slow speed and high mana consumption, it is a perfect method if there is a sufficient energy supply and in a sufficiently confined space.

Once Amaterasu takes shape, neither the tenacious Xenomorphs nor the well-equipped Predators possess the ability to cross the inferno.

Indeed, there is no such thing as the most useless skill, only the most useless person.

The same ability can be worlds apart in the hands of different people.

Amaterasu, which is said to have zero kills in Naruto, was enough in Lawrence's hands to make three terrifying and monstrous alien creatures flee in disarray.

The number of aliens and monsters killed was not in the hundreds, but it was still several dozen.

Unfortunately, these things don't bring any more anomalies.

Rowling followed the Predators to the gate, glanced at Hank and Wood, and confirmed their identities using a 3D stereoscopic view.

Then, with a flick of her finger, a black flame landed on Wood's head, and the woman immediately let out a pained howl that was inhuman.

Hank could tell at a glance that Wood wasn't human!

She had long been parasitized by the freak.

Wait, how did this guy figure that out?

Hank was terrified that Rowling would also set him on fire, but fortunately, the mysterious man did not do so.

Rolin continued forward, and the Amaterasu Fire remained in the outer area, forming an insurmountable wall of fire that blocked all escape routes inside.

"You are... Hank, the Grim Reaper?"

Roland glanced at the man wearing a gas mask; this equipment was very effective at protecting against the morph.

Of course, this is only temporary.

Hank nodded, then quickly shook his head.

"I am Hank, but not Death, you..."

Hank really wanted to say: You are the one.

But without knowing Luo Lin's character, he dared not speak casually.

Luo Lin chuckled and gave him a meaningful look.

"If I were you, I would do the same thing now. It won't be long before nothing will be left here."

With that, Rowling left Hank, whose expression was unpredictable, and stepped inside, opening the door.

The next instant, three cold lights flashed, and three metal spears struck Luo Lin's chest, but were blocked by the faint golden light on the outside.

The Holy Shield can withstand all magical and physical attacks.