Allen Instantly Wiped Out the Xenomorphs

Predator Blood Wolf, having witnessed Allen’s strength, expressed his willingness to cooperate.

According to Blood Wolf, his five-man squad had descended upon the trial site.

Following standard procedure, they activated the pyramid to awaken the Alien Queen, then drove the natives into the pyramid to complete the implantation process before beginning their hunt for Xenomorphs.

However, just when nothing was supposed to go wrong, something went wrong.

Because there were too many panicked natives, the number of Xenomorphs exceeded the limit they could hunt.

More importantly, three of his companions had been implanted and gave birth to Xenomorphic Predators.

The Xenomorphic Predators perfectly inherited the Predator genes and could kill a Predator in a single exchange. Blood Wolf, the sole survivor, immediately chose to flee.

During his escape, the control device on his wrist was damaged, leaving him unable to remotely control the spacecraft and call for help from his people.

Numerous Xenomorphs even lingered around the spacecraft, waiting in ambush.

Five days had passed since the Alien Queen was awakened. Blood Wolf could not provide an accurate count of how many Xenomorphs had been bred.

The pyramid deep in the forest had walls covered in moss.

The Alien Queen trapped inside the pyramid was bound by special metal restraints, so there was no need to worry about her escaping.

"Xenomorphs originated on an ecological planet. They were once used by the Space Jockey of the Engineers Civilization to research the continuation of their species, but they went down the wrong biotech path," Blood Wolf said with emotion.

After witnessing the value of Xenomorphs as prey, the Iron Blood Civilization captured Alien Queens and established trial zones on planets throughout the universe for young clansmen to undergo their coming-of-age rites.

Allen looked at Blood Wolf with disdain and could not help complaining, "You make it sound like you developed correctly. You have such advanced technology, yet you insist on acting like tribal hunters. Hunting is one thing, but you are armed with high-tech weapons and still sometimes get killed by your prey."

"…"

Blood Wolf was thoroughly embarrassed by those words.

Predator trials often went wrong. On this very planet, there had been more than one case of Predators dying at the hands of natives.

"We value personal honor."

Blood Wolf offered a rather forced explanation.

That was indeed the case. The Iron Blood Civilization did not take its anger out on prey or launch shameless retaliations. Instead, it held warriors who died in battle in contempt.

Clansmen who failed their trials and did not return alive ended up doing menial labor like slaves, rather than enjoying the thrill of hunting across the vast universe like honored warriors.

A key reason Blood Wolf was willing to cooperate was that he did not want to return to his clan and be forced into grunt work for the rest of his life.

Thus, the Iron Blood Civilization had always followed cruel and cold-blooded traditions.

"I’ll set up a sonic device outside to draw out the Xenomorph guards, then sneak into the pyramid."

Blood Wolf pulled a disc-shaped device from his waist.

When he turned around, Allen was already charging toward the pyramid.

"Has he gone mad?"

Seeing his teammate act so recklessly without any regard for tactics, Blood Wolf felt deeply frustrated.

The three people and one dog completely ignored the Xenomorphs hiding in the ruins and brazenly barged in. It truly looked like they were courting death.

Without his control wrist device, Blood Wolf could not precisely determine the changes within the pyramid.

As time passed, the pyramid’s interior changed according to its program. Entering rashly was like wandering into a maze; there was no chance of getting out smoothly.

Blood Wolf’s intention was to find his companions’ corpses first, remove their computer wrist devices, and regain control of the spacecraft.

That way, he could return to the ship, repair his equipment, and complete the hunt.

Gritting his teeth, Blood Wolf hurried after Allen.

They stopped in front of the pyramid.

The thirty-meter-tall structure had only one pitch-black entrance at its peak. It resembled a devouring abyss, concealing a chilling danger.

"We can’t charge in head-on. There must be a lot of Xenomorphs inside," Blood Wolf warned.

The Alien Queen’s status surpassed everything else. Adult Xenomorphs were bound to serve as guards and protect her at all times, much like ants and bees.

"I, the Kengan Ashura, never take the ordinary path."

Bang!

The moment he finished speaking—

Allen’s figure flashed forward, and his fist slammed into the thick wall.

Cracks spread outward from the spot where his fist landed.

Bang! Bang! Bang…

His fists came down like a storm. Two or three punches reduced a cubic meter of rock into rubble.

Clang!

As Blood Wolf stood frozen in shock, the folding knife in his hand fell to the ground.

That was insane.

A peerless beast of a man who could dismantle towers with his bare hands!

At the same time, Blood Wolf realized that Allen had gone easy on him earlier. Otherwise, one punch would have sent him back to his ancestral planet.

They watched Allen forcibly blast out a passage leading directly into the pyramid.

The entire process took less than five minutes. The outer layer of stone was as fragile as tofu before Allen’s fists.

Entering the dark stone chamber, Hellhound’s entire body glowed with flames, serving as a source of illumination.

Rows of ritual platforms held the remains of mummified corpses.

"This is the sacrificial chamber."

Blood Wolf explained, "More than two hundred years ago, the natives living in this area worshipped us as gods. Once every eighty years, during the trial, they voluntarily offered up young women as sacrifices."

Hosts played a crucial role in breeding Xenomorphs.

Xenomorphs bred from implanted young women were weaker than those using adult men as hosts. As a result, several rounds of hunts had been completed smoothly.

This time, the native forces supported by the Iron Blood Civilization had long since vanished, forcing Blood Wolf and the others to find another way and come up with a terrible idea.

Allen was not here for archaeology, nor was he in the mood to seek justice for the natives.

Holding a spear, he struck the wall, producing a series of hollow knocks.

"Come implant me! A fresh, tender young man! Come give me a mouth implant…"

"Don’t miss out as you pass by! I’m a remarkable man who can take twenty centimeters in and out."

"I’ve always liked being passive. Be a little more proactive, and don’t make me waste my feelings."

"…"

Was he insane?

He said so much, but the Xenomorphs could not understand him anyway.

Blood Wolf retreated to a corner. He did not dare act as crazily as that madman. Instead, he relied on the corner for defense, at least ensuring he would not have to worry about Xenomorphs attacking from behind.

Suddenly, several Facehuggers leaped out from cracks in the walls to ambush them.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft…

Allen’s spear darted out with lightning speed.

It pierced through every Facehugger’s implanting mouthpart.

Facehugger killed, Experience Points +50

Facehugger killed, Experience Points +50

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Roar!

A piercing shriek rang out.

The Xenomorphs hiding in the darkness pounced.

But in Allen’s eyes, they moved incredibly slowly. He reacted accordingly and killed the Xenomorphs one by one.

"Oh yeah!"

Allen said excitedly, "I triggered a hidden experience dungeon."

"Keep up, keep up!"

Hellhound illuminated the way at the front while Allen swaggered behind him.

The Ancient One and Agatha did not find the Xenomorphs particularly terrifying. It seemed that all they needed to do was stand by and watch.

Blood Wolf was the most depressed of all. He hurriedly asked in a negotiating tone, "Can you leave one for me? I need to complete my trial."

"Mo Wen Tai."

Allen patted Blood Wolf on the shoulder and said, "Call me boss. Let me hear it."

"Boss…"

If not for the mask on his face, Blood Wolf would have been too embarrassed to show himself.

He came from an advanced interstellar civilization, yet he had acknowledged a native from a human planetary civilization as his boss. If his clansmen found out, he would lose face beyond measure. It would become a stain on him for life.

His hand moved to the edge of his mask, and he silently deleted the video recording from earlier, destroying the evidence that could ruin his honor.

"Since you know what’s good for you, then as your boss, I can’t mistreat you."

Allen casually asked, "How fresh do you want it?"

"What do you mean?" Blood Wolf was baffled.

Xenomorphs were not seafood. How could one divide them by freshness?

"I can beat one half to death, leave one with a final breath, or give you one that’s still lively. Anything works," Allen explained.

"Uh… Half-dead will do."

Blood Wolf hesitated. "The trial has video records. It can’t be too obviously fake."

"Got it."

Allen readily agreed.

The next second, he met love around the corner.

A Xenomorph tail spike, sharp as a spear, shot straight toward his face.

In an instant, the tail spike froze in midair. Allen held it back with one hand, preventing it from advancing even an inch.

The Xenomorph hiding in the shadows made strange noises and slowly poked out its hideous head.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

Allen grabbed its tail with his backhand and viciously slammed the Xenomorph into the ground.

After two brutal slams, the Xenomorph struggled even to get up. Facing Allen, it seemed afraid.

"Let me kill it."

Blood Wolf volunteered, using his wrist blades to engage the Xenomorph in close combat.

After a fierce struggle—

Even Allen felt a little embarrassed watching.

This guy had to be one of the Predators brought along just to make up the numbers. He had such a hard time hunting even a severely weakened Xenomorph.

Although he eventually killed it successfully, his arm was pierced by the tail spike and injured.

Following the trial requirements, Blood Wolf carved an honor mark onto his forehead.

"Just saying, there are quite a few cheaters among the Predators, right?" Allen questioned.

Blood Wolf stubbornly replied, "The trial never says we can’t cooperate with other races. That doesn’t count as cheating."

Allen could not be bothered to argue. They had final say in interpreting their own rules.

The rest went very smoothly.

Allen slaughtered his way forward until he reached the egg-laying chamber.

The Xenomorphs and Facehuggers he killed along the way only raised him five levels.

Along the way, Blood Wolf found his companion’s computer wrist device and could summon the spacecraft to evacuate at any time.

Of course, unless the Xenomorph threat was eliminated, the clan elders would most likely judge the trial a failure. He could not simply leave.

The six-meter-tall Alien Queen was bound by chains, with electric currents stimulating her to accelerate egg-laying.

Seeing strangers intrude, she constantly shrieked, trying to summon her guards.

Unfortunately, she received no response whatsoever.

The Alien Queen had a wider head and a body several times larger. Her abdomen was fused with organs used for laying eggs, but there was nothing particularly unusual about her.

"Shit, you don’t have the look an alien girl should have. You’ve disappointed me."

Although the Alien Queen had no idea what an alien girl was supposed to look like, she felt terribly wronged. Then Allen even threw a stone at her.

That was right. Allen pried off a piece of rock and hurled it at the Alien Queen’s face.

After scanning the egg-laying chamber—

Allen pulled the chains embedded in the wall out with his bare hands.

The Alien Queen was about to erupt into violence when an enormous force tugged her from behind by the tail.

Blood Wolf, The Ancient One, and Agatha watched in shock as Allen forcibly dragged the Alien Queen away.

As the Alien Queen struggled and resisted, her claws gouged furrows into the ground, yet it was useless. She could not escape being dragged away. The scene resembled a beast trying to violate a young woman, making them inexplicably pity the Alien Queen.

"Ahahaha…"

Allen ran joyfully at the front, like lovers chasing each other during their first romance. His silver-bell-like laughter echoed continuously through the pyramid, creating an eerie feeling.

Meanwhile, the Alien Queen dragged behind him occasionally crashed into the walls and was left dizzy and disoriented.

They returned to the surface.

Allen dragged the Alien Queen outside the pyramid.

Bang! Bang! Bang…

After mercilessly slamming her around, the Alien Queen let out a miserable howl that echoed through the forest.

At that moment, Xenomorphs that had been hunting all stopped at once and looked toward the pyramid.

It was the Alien Queen’s cry for help.

Without question, driven by instinct, the entire swarm of Xenomorphs frantically rushed back to rescue her.

Even the Facehuggers that had yet to find hosts rushed back as well.

While waiting, Allen had the others climb to the top of the pyramid. He wanted to monopolize a wave of Experience Points by himself.

Before she could regain her freedom, the Alien Queen was bound by chains again and tossed aside.

Before long, movement came from the forest.

Three Xenomorphic Predators bearing faint Predator traits were the first to return.

In terms of speed, they were clearly swifter.

But with the system at his side, Allen killed all these small fry in a single blow.

In the twenty-first century, where superheroes were everywhere, xenomorphs were utterly insignificant creatures, fit only to become research subjects.

Damn!

After spending so much time together, it was only natural that Blood Wolf had picked up a few modern interjections.

He knew Allen was fierce, but he had never expected him to kill a Xenomorphic Predator so cleanly and efficiently.

Close behind came xenomorphs and facehuggers covering the mountains and plains, surging forward like a dark tide.

This was a forest, and its primitive environment had been exceptionally well preserved. There were countless large wild animals here, providing facehuggers with ample hosts.

Xenomorphs of all sizes charged forward like mad, trying to rescue the Alien Queen.

Speaking of which, the Iron Blood Civilization was one of the chief culprits behind this situation.

The egg-laying chamber had electrical devices that stimulated egg production, resulting in nonstop production twenty-four hours a day. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, it would have been impossible for so many xenomorphs to be born.

This scene made Blood Wolf secretly prepare to control the spaceship and provide support.

If the cleanup failed, he would return to the spaceship at once and destroy this place with another quantum cannon blast.

Allen showed no panic whatsoever and assumed the opening stance of Ekron’s Form.

In an instant, hundreds of avatars split into thousands.

Gilded magical halos bloomed around the wrists of the many avatars at once.

Woof woof woof…

Hellhound barked frantically, immediately feeling the magic within him rapidly being drained away.

At that moment, Allen crouched slightly and released golden lightning from both hands.

The golden lightning swept forth in irregular paths, rolling forward like a tidal wave.

Borsat’s Thunder.

An advanced spell.

Its drawback was its excessive consumption and relatively slow attack trajectory. Demigod-level warriors could usually dodge it easily, while veteran mages could neutralize it with defensive spells.

But it was more than enough to deal with xenomorphs.

The main reason Allen did not use his self-created spells was that xenomorphs felt no pain.

Xenomorph killed, Experience Points +200

Xenomorph killed, Experience Points +200

Xenomorph killed, Experience Points +200

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The constantly flashing system notifications caused Allen’s Mage Level to rise at an incredible rate.

Within a few breaths, he had already reached Mage Level 92.

And he had gained another mage skill.

Learned skill: *Spell Reserve*

*Spell Reserve* lv0: Store one spell in advance. It can be cast instantly without chanting or expending mana. As the skill level increases, the number of stored spells increases by 1 per level.

Of the countless xenomorphs from before, only a few charred remnants were left, still struggling to rise.

Allen casually killed them, then finished off the Alien Queen as well, declaring the matter settled.

As for whether any had slipped through the net, Blood Wolf would need to handle the aftermath.