Manager, give me a membership card too!

Gently placing the ferocious silver-haired loli back onto the snow, Luo Xia smiled and turned around to look at the cold-faced man climbing the mountain behind him. It was none other than Kirei Kotomine, dressed in a fitted priest's robe.

"You spoil her too much; she'll be ruined if this continues."

He gently patted the soft head of the silver-haired loli who had scurried behind him upon seeing Kirei Kotomine appear, and a tender smile appeared on Luo Xia's face. He said with a smile, "What does it matter? Daughters are meant to be pampered. Would you really bear to punish her?"

Seeing Father Mapo speechless at his question, Rorschach smiled smugly. Others might not know, but he did. Feeling guilty towards his daughter, Kirei Kotomine, after moving to Brooklyn with Karen, only managed to maintain his priestly dignity for the first few days. After the little one tested his non-existent bottom line, he had completely degenerated into a doting, spoiled father.

If Karen hadn't been so kind-hearted by nature, and although she was sharp-tongued, she was still very sensible at heart, she probably would have been spoiled into a brat by Father Mapo's doting attitude.

Even the words that seemed to be scolding Karen were actually meant to help the mischievous little girl out of a predicament, preventing Rorschach from taking his anger out on her. It was truly a painstaking effort.

After bending down and playing with the much more lively and cheerful Kallen for a few minutes, Rorschach finally returned his daughter to her under the increasingly wary gaze of his foolish father, Kirei Kotomine.

Seeing Kirei Kotomine staring at him warily with the look one might give a lolicon, Luo Xia shook his head helplessly, pulled over the long-haired, black-haired girl in a tight-fitting bodysuit who had been standing quietly beside him, and introduced her to Father Kirei:

“By the way, Kirei, this is my new companion. You can call her Ishimura. She's a very reliable lady. Koishimura, this is Kirei Kotomine, my friend. You can call him Father Kotomine. As for the little one next to him, that's Sister Karen from Kirei's church, Karen Altesia.”

"Hello, Ms. Ishimura."

"Hello, Father Kotomine."

Seeing that Kirei Kotomine and Ishimura had politely shaken hands, thus acquainted, Luo Xia nodded in satisfaction. After waving for the ship girl and Lolita, who was looking at her with curious eyes, to get closer, she called out to Kirei Kotomine and led the priest towards the other side of the snow-capped peak.

Crunching snow beneath their feet, Luo Xia and Kirei Kotomine slowly moved to the other side of the snow-capped peak. After confirming that the girl and young girl on the other side of the mountain could not see them, Luo Xia turned to Kirei Kotomine beside him and said abruptly, "You came here for 'them'?"

Kirei Kotomine nodded slowly, confirming Rorschach's statement.

“It’s very uncomfortable to be constantly watched. For Karen’s safety, I’ve decided to shut those guys up.”

Upon hearing the priest's words, Luo Xia nodded knowingly, then a playful smile appeared on his face. He glanced around at himself, seemingly casually, and spoke in a meaningful tone:

"It seems we share the same goal. In that case, let's not waste any more time. I'm very busy with work and don't have time to waste here. Don't you all agree, fellow predators?"

As the shop manager finished speaking, his gaze remained unabashedly fixed on an open space some distance away from the two of them, as if waiting for something. But as day broke, nothing changed except for the snow falling more heavily.

Seeing the three predator groups who had already revealed themselves to him without realizing it, Luo Xia helplessly rubbed his forehead and continued, "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. I know you can translate Earth's languages, so I'll be blunt: my time is limited, so don't blame me for being impolite."

Having said that, Rorschach ignored the three predators who were examining their optical camouflage devices with puzzled expressions, and unleashed a burst of dazzling lightning. With flashes of pure white electricity, three tall figures gradually appeared in the previously empty air.

A strong body at least two meters tall, a ferocious and terrifying steel mask, and hair behind the mask that looks like black dreadlocks—this is the movie monster 'Yautaj' that Rorschach was familiar with in his previous life. Perhaps this name is a little unfamiliar, but another name is definitely well-known.

Predator

Although the title "Predator" was originally used to describe Colonel Dutch, played by the governor, it became widely known after it was discovered that everyone was using it to describe predators. The title was then transferred from human lone heroes to these alien species.

If Rorschach's memory serves him correctly, these three young Predators who landed on Earth from the Predator ship, or rather, the Predator ship, in a drop pod should be the three unfortunate guys from Alien vs. Predator.

The tall, burly leader was the squad leader for this Ironblood Coming-of-Age Trial, a powerful warrior known as the 'Celtic'. Although he didn't have much screen time in the movie, he was the strongest member of the trio in the story.

The Ironblood next to him, whose mask resembles a cat's face, is 'Zhanbo'. He tries too hard to look cool in the movie, but he's only cool for less than three seconds before being ambushed from behind by an alien and killed off early.

Another composed and tough young man is 'Scar,' the 'male protagonist' in the movie. He survives until the end of the movie, when he fights the Alien Queen to a standstill, as arranged by the director, and finally gets his head taken by the tough female protagonist who has been on the sidelines all along.

In his original world, Rorschach was actually quite fond of the Predator race, especially their cool weapons and amazing Predator technology, which greatly impressed the shopkeeper, who was just a child at the time. However, when he actually encountered these Predators he once admired and respected, only one thought remained in his mind:

Kill all these despicable alien scum!

Compared to the fictional stories on screen that were originally just for entertainment, these real Predators before him were a race that was anything but friendly to humans; in fact, they were a great threat. Regardless of their highly aggressive racial characteristics, the fact that these guys were releasing alien eggs on Earth and hiding the Alien Queen was enough for Rorschach to wipe them out several times over.

However, considering that Scarface was a 'male lead' whom he had once greatly admired, Rorschach decided to give these three who had slipped through the net a chance.

Crimson flames rose in Rorschach's right hand, the dazzling light burning in his palm. Accompanying this strange sight was a two-handed greatsword with an ancient and imposing design. With the appearance of this greatsword, the black scepter in Rorschach's left hand also began to undergo a strange transformation.

The black scepter, originally over a meter long, slowly shortened and deformed, eventually forming a strangely shaped dagger. This dagger seemed to be made of some kind of bone, and a sharp canine tooth at the hilt was constantly flashing with a chilling light.

After changing his weapon, Rorschach slowly raised his two-handed greatsword in his right hand, while holding a short sword in his left hand in reverse and placing it in front of his right shoulder. His head was slightly lowered, as if he were performing some kind of mysterious ritual or etiquette. As he completed this action, a dazzling burst of sparks swept across his body. After these sparks disappeared into the vast expanse of ice and snow, a man wearing a metal tricorn hat and tattered armor appeared before everyone.

"Defeat me and you live. Lose...die!"

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Chapter 223 We Chaldea treat prisoners of war well!

Chapter 223 We Chaldea treat prisoners of war well!

"Defeat me and you live. Lose...die!"

Rorschach's sharp eyes, hidden in the shadow of his tricorn hat, observed the three towering Predators before him. As a memento of his childhood memories, he had deliberately given these three alien invaders a chance to live. The condition was that they defeat Rorschach, who was now limiting his power and adjusting his physical abilities to be similar to these Predators.

Since these Predators take pride in force and combat, let them fight their way out with their own strength.

However, compared to Rorschach, who was serious and gave his all in every battle, the three Ironblood Hunters he provoked were rather nonchalant.

'Celtic, this Midgardian seems to be provoking us? Should we fight back? We've never seen his method of breaking through our optical camouflage before. Could it be a new technology developed by this backward planet?'

'We are a great nomadic clan, and we will never shirk any challenge. As for the previous attack, it was nothing but a trivial trick; it didn't harm us at all.'

"I also think we should be cautious, Celt. We've lost contact with the mothership since we arrived in Midgard, and I have a very bad feeling about it. Could it be those dreadful Asgardians...?"

"Shut up, you coward! Zhanbo, Scarface, you two cowards, if you continue to cower like this, you'll surely die in this trial. Our hunting grounds have been activated by these Midgards, and even the sacred weapons of our ancestors have been stolen from them by these damned thieves. If we don't reclaim those lost weapons, the entire clan will be disgraced!"

Three towering Predators were communicating in a language Rorschach couldn't understand, seemingly engaged in some kind of argument. Just as the shopkeeper was wondering whether these people would continue fighting, the tallest, strongest, and most fully equipped 'Celtic', standing in the very center of the three Predators, took a heavy step forward, radiating an undisguised killing intent from behind the visor of his mask.

Yes, this is the Predator I remember.

Smiling, Luo Xia lowered his body slightly, entering a magical posture, even his breathing had an indescribable rhythm.

Wolf Sword Technique!

Facing the imminent Rorschach, the Predator Celt, who had previously been somewhat dismissive, seemed to sense that the person before him was no ordinary individual, and his attitude became slightly more serious.

Just as Luo Xia was pondering whether he should take the initiative, the Predator on the other side, after a slight hesitation at first, decisively strode forward like a bull, charging towards Luo Xia's location with heavy steps.

Contrary to its tall and bulky appearance, the Predator's steps, though heavy, were anything but slow. It covered a mere ten meters in the blink of an eye, far exceeding the limits of human reaction time. However, this unstoppable charge couldn't help but bring a touch of disappointment to Rorschach's eyes.

There was no other reason than that he was too reckless, which was not in line with his imagination of a legendary hunter race that hunted across the galaxy.

Just as Luo Xia shook his head, preparing to step forward and stab the brute charging at him to death, the Ironblood Captain, who was raising his right arm with the Ironblood Wrist Blade and charging forward like a pig, suddenly vanished from his spot, leaving behind only a spinning, opening metal hunting net that rushed towards Luo Xia, who was standing there.

interesting.

Seeing the iron-blooded hunting net closing in on him, Luo Xia's lips curled into an interested smile. Instead of dodging, he used a tiptoe to rush forward and deliberately entered the range of the hunting net.

However, Rorschach was not one of those aliens who walked right into a trap. During his charge, he slightly twitched his right hand, and the sharp tip of the Farron Greatsword flashed with a cold light. Like a hot knife through butter, he easily sliced ​​the special alloy net in front of him, which was originally enough to bind the aliens, into countless fragments. He then rushed through the debris and slashed in one direction, close to the ground.

The greatsword of Farron, burning fiercely, left a conspicuous trail of flame on the ground. Rorschach, like a lone wolf on the hunt, leaped lightly into the air, engulfed in flames and sparks, and slammed down into a distorted patch of air in front of him.

'Clang!'

The heavy Fran greatsword came crashing down mercilessly. Celt, who was hiding there using the optical camouflage system, was startled and instinctively drew his Ironblood Spear from his waist to try and block the attack. However, he was sent flying like a ball by Rorschach's forward-moving lunge, only coming to a stop after crashing into an ice wall.

Rorschach glanced at the Ironblood Captain Celt, who was buried under the falling ice and snow, shook off the green blood on the Fran Greatsword, kicked away the Ironblood Spear that had broken in two at his feet, and once again assumed the Fran Street Dance Team's signature attacking stance.

The remaining two Predators, Zhanbo and Scarface, stared in shock at the snowdrift that had formed a round mound in the distance. The crab-like mouths behind their masks opened and closed involuntarily, but they ultimately said nothing. After exchanging a glance, they tacitly raised their weapons and charged toward Rorschach's direction.

As Zhanbo charged forward, he took the Ironblood Cleaver from his back. With his free left hand, he reached to his waist and produced a disc-shaped object. With a flick of his wrist, countless sharp blades shot out from the disc, transforming it into a sleek flying disc. He then spun around and flung it toward Luo Xia's location.

Scarface, wielding the Ironblood Spear, lagged behind Zhanbo by a step, subtly concealing himself behind his comrade. This wasn't out of cowardice, but rather because he had prepared for the worst.

The power of their prey was unprecedented. Their Lonely Clan had frequently visited this wild planet in ancient times, but had never seen a warrior as powerful as Rorschach. This message had to be relayed back to their mothership fleet. Human civilization on Midgard had changed, and the elders needed to make new decisions.

In addition, their predator technology must never fall into the hands of these humans, lest one day humans crack their technology and harm their race.

Thinking this, Scarface, after receiving a warning signal from the Ironblood terminal on his left arm, decisively activated the self-destruct system hidden within the terminal. Regardless of whether they won or lost their battle with Rorschach, this dangerous creature absolutely could not be allowed to live.

Determined to buy time for his comrades, Zhanbo launched several flying discs and then accelerated towards Luo Xia's position. Luo Xia, who also saw Daoba Tiexue's actions, was not alarmed at all, because he was confident that he could end the battle before the terminal exploded, and naturally he was not worried about them causing any trouble.

Faced with the oncoming metal discs, Rorschach did not destroy them with his Farron Greatsword as before. Instead, he dodged the intricate devices with a quick step, then twisted his body and used his two-handed greatsword to flip himself over, arriving in front of Zhanbo.

Seeing the enemy suddenly appear in front of him, the young iron-blooded man was startled, but his long-term training still made him make the best decision: to attack!

The custom-made Ironblood Greatsword slashed at the human before him with an aura no less powerful than the Farron Greatsword in Rorschach's hands. Dark green muscles bulged high like rocks, attempting to force back the enemy with this powerful blow.

Faced with this attack, Rorschach did not choose to meet it head-on as before. Instead, he raised his left hand and gripped the bone short sword that had been transformed from the black cane. With flashes of sword light, Zhanbo's right hand, which was gripping the cleaver, was quickly sliced ​​into pieces, and the Predator roared in pain as he tried to retreat.

Rorschach, undeterred by his successful strike, gripped the Farron greatsword in his right hand and charged forward like a whirlwind, his blade tearing through the air as he aimed straight for the Predator. Although Zhanbo attempted to raise the wrist blade on his left arm to counter Rorschach's attack, Rorschach was clearly much faster. The Predator's left hand had barely risen when a flash of sword light appeared, and in the next instant, the alien's left hand, along with the wrist blade, was severed.

"Ugh~ Ahhhhhh!!!"

The intense pain caused the Predator to scream, but Rorschach's attack did not stop. He raised the Farron Greatsword again and swung it forward with force. With a spray of dark green blood, the Predator was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into an ice wall before collapsing to the ground.

At the same time, Rorschach lightly touched the ground with his toes and rushed after the Predator's flying body, arriving at the ice wall where the Predator had crashed almost simultaneously.

The Predator, falling from the ice wall, raised his head and let out a muffled roar at Rorschach. But the roar abruptly stopped a second later, as the blazing blade had pierced his heart, ending his life and allowing this alien hunter who had traveled thousands of miles to breathe his last.

This battle, though complex in appearance, actually happened in the blink of an eye. By the time everything settled down, Scarface, the Predator who was right behind Slash, hadn't even finished setting up his self-destruct device.

This Predator, who survived almost to the very end of the original story, first looked at Rorschach, who was staring at him expressionlessly, then at his comrade behind Rorschach, who was being slowly burned by the Soul Fire, and finally glanced at the Celtic Predator's icy tomb not far away. He paused for a moment, stopped operating his terminal wristwatch, and slowly raised the Predator Spear in his hand.

Unlike Scarface, who was on the verge of a fight, Rorschach, who had defeated two Predators in succession, seemed rather disheartened.

It was too easy; there was none of the thrill of battle I had imagined.

Even though he had already limited his strength and physical abilities, these hot-blooded warriors were still no match for him in a real fight.

So, at my current level, ordinary opponents can no longer pose a threat to me? Only extraordinary beings can bring me the thrill of battle.

Forget it, let's end this boring game.

With a soft sigh, Rorschach raised his Farron greatsword, pointing it at Scarface Ironblood, who was poised to fight him to the death, and said in a calm voice:

"I remember you should be able to understand languages ​​on Earth, right? As you can see, you are no match for me with your strength. Stop making futile resistance and surrender. We will treat prisoners well."

Upon hearing Rorschach's words, the Predator, who was preparing to fight, paused and slowly lowered his Predator Spear, seemingly having truly understood what Rorschach had said.

Just when the shopkeeper thought the other party had figured out the situation and was preparing to give up and surrender, Scarface Ironblood's slightly drooping arm moved, and the wrist blade that should have been tucked in the wrist guard shot towards Luo Xia's head like a sharp arrow.

Scarface, who had delivered the blow, didn't even glance at the results of his attack. He simply lowered his head and began operating his wristwatch again. But before the Predator could even press a couple of times on the watch with his massive fingers, an irresistible force enveloped his body, instantly pinning the strong warrior to the ground, where he lay sprawled out in a "T" shape.

Lowering his hands, which were firmly gripping the two wrist blades, Luo Xia looked helplessly at Scarface Ironblood, whom he had pressed to the ground with his electromagnetic force. Originally, he was prepared to let him go out of respect for the guy being the 'male protagonist' of the original work, and even recruit him to become his guide in finding the Predator fleet. Who knew this guy would be so stubborn?

Since that's the case, then don't blame him for ruining his cherished childhood memories.

Since they've already decided to invade Earth and hunt down humanity, then they shouldn't blame Rorschach for hunting them down in return.

You must bear the consequences of your choices; those who kill will be killed in return—this is an age-old truth.

Slowly, he plunged the sword into Scarface's chest. With an unnatural twitch, the last Predator to land on Earth stopped breathing and became a cold corpse.

Rorschach drew the Farron Greatsword from his hand, swung it into a ball of raging flames, and then removed his Farron Undead Legion attire, changing back into his usual clothes. He bent down slightly and picked up the wristwatch terminal on Scarface Ironblood's left wrist. Just as he was about to take it back to study it, he noticed that the symbols on the terminal were flashing in a peculiar pattern, as if sending some kind of signal.

"The number of characters hasn't decreased, so it shouldn't be the watch self-destructing scene from the movie. This is a bit of a headache; I can't understand Predator's writing. I should have left one alive."

Rorschach scratched the back of his head in exasperation. Just as he was about to take the wristwatch back to Yggdrasil to see if his scientists could decipher it, he heard faint sounds of gunfire and cannon fire around him.

The sound came from the underground ice cave where Gilgamesh and the S.H.I.E.L.D. team were located.

Chapter 224 May Humanity's Glory Endure Forever

Chapter 224 May Humanity's Glory Endure Forever

Amidst sporadic gunfire, the S.H.I.E.L.D. team reached the top of the ancient pyramid. Gazing at the dark, abyss-like entrance before them, the commandos instinctively looked at their captain, Crossbones Rumlow. Rumlow, after a moment of surprise, looked at his nominal superior, Nick Fury, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Commander Fury, we are now..."

Rumlow glanced at the dark pyramid entrance not far away, then pointed to the tactical dolls on guard nearby. Although he didn't say it aloud, the meaning was self-evident.

Boss, these big shots are standing here without moving, should we continue or not?

Although Rumlow felt a deep sense of crisis when he first met these tactical dolls, after spending some time with them, our elite Hydra agent only has one thing to say:

Really fragrant!

If I had to add an adjective to describe this phrase, it would be "perfect teammate".

Calm, decisive, and efficient with no empty talk, these seasoned veterans are particularly adept at combat. Especially after Gilgamesh provided these S.H.I.E.L.D. commandos with tactical goggles that allowed them to connect to the systems of these tactical dolls, the convenience brought by the advanced technology became irresistible to these battle-hardened men.

Friend, you know about swimming and fitness... wait, how about a X-ray vision cheat?

Equipped with various scanning devices, the tactical dolls can share all the intelligence they see with their comrades in real time: where there are enemies, where it is suitable to ambush, where traps can be set, and where there may be dangers. This information is gathered into the tactical dolls' internal network and then analyzed by their powerful computing capabilities. The analyzed intelligence is then sent to everyone, including the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who have received tactical eyepieces.

Thus, these veterans who had fought for more than a decade experienced the thrill of being on a winning streak for the first time.

Before the alien lurking in the shadows even appears, it has already been spotted by various scanning devices on different models of tactical dolls and immediately marked in front of everyone. The next second, the dolls' computing network will determine the best way to deal with this enemy and issue an attack order to all comrades near this enemy, including the S.H.I.E.L.D. commandos.

As these S.H.I.E.L.D. commandos worked together to carry out these orders, a very 'comfortable' feeling slowly emerged in their hearts.

The location, time, direction, number of shots, and retreat route after firing were all clearly displayed in the tactical goggles. As long as they executed these orders methodically, those seemingly powerful and terrifying aliens would be riddled with holes by crossfire from different directions, while their own soldiers wouldn't even suffer a scratch.

Even when faced with the desperate counterattacks of those crazed aliens, or when the planned operation goes awry, these tactical androids will not hesitate to use their own bodies to shield the assault team members from attacks or acid, and afterwards comfort the assault team members who feel embarrassed or ashamed for being protected, telling them not to worry about it, as it is all they should do.

As a result, even these self-proclaimed veterans of the Serpent Shield commandos couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards these exceptional teammates. Some of the team members who were on good terms with Rumlow even asked their captain if they could apply to the agency for a few tactical dolls to join their team after this mission. Simply put, they were just too useful and too considerate.