My Cell Prison-Chapter 879 - 878 Breeding
Chapter 879: Chapter 878 Breeding
Chapter 879: Chapter 878 Breeding
Appeared at the entrance of the [Round Valley Pack].
A ‘human’ wrapped in a religiously colored coat, with the collar fully attached, enveloping the lower half of their face, spoke fluent Ancient Egyptian… but that did not mean they were from Ancient Egypt.
Ancient Egypt was more than four thousand years ago.
This ‘human’ could only be described as a descendant of Ancient Egyptians, their thousands of years spent living off-world and the direct ideological indoctrination from the [White Giants]… Whether they could still be called human was a matter of debate.
Perhaps, if you were to lift the ‘Wobbly Bop’s’ coat, you would find something even larger than what Han Dong packed.
“Excuse me, where are we going? What are we going to do?”
The person was not surprised in the least by Han Dong’s ability to speak Ancient Egyptian.
“Only those acknowledged by the saints may proceed to the City of Gods… Since you were able to capture the [Scout] I had bred, I’m willing to offer this opportunity.”
But from the way they spoke, they seemed like a good person.
Yet, whether it was their tone, the aura they gave off, or the brooding atmosphere inside the Round Valley Pack, all made the statement sound quite discordant.
Of course, Han Dong also caught a keyword from that statement—[City of Gods].
It likely referred to the major central city established by human civilization on this planet, accessible only upon fulfilling certain conditions.
“Is your job to cultivate life?”
“No… I am merely striving to acquire the [qualifications].”
At this point, Han Dong sensed something was amiss and signaled his teammates to prepare for battle.
The [Round Valley Pack] contained numerous partitions, through which one could see many ‘bottled bodies,’ all containers filled with Black Water.
Very soon.
A massive and heavy stone door stood before everyone.
Engraved on the surface of the stone door was a statue resembling an [Alien], depicting a sort of crucifixion, bound to the cross.
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The Egyptian Descendant slashed open his palm.
He smeared the black-spotted blood over the surface of the statue.
Boom rumble rumble!
The door split into nine pieces and retracted into the wall.
Behind the door was the core area of the Round Valley Pack, which the Egyptian Descendant referred to as the [Temple].
Inside the Temple, there was only an enormous head statue.
The Egyptian Descendant knelt in utmost piety before the statue.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
He struck the ground with his head with all his might until his skull cracked open, and the blood oozing between the bones trickled along the ground’s cracks toward the statue.
It seemed this was the way to activate the statue.
Boom rumble rumble! Signs of revival.
The head statue slowly opened its eyes, revealing two black crystalline orbs.
It then opened its mouth wide and extended a stone tongue with grooves on its surface.
Resting in the tongue’s grooves was a crystal-clear ‘bottle of Black Water’.
Compared to the bottled bodies Han Dong had seen in other areas, this Black Water was clearly denser, higher-grade… and had more erosive power.
“High-quality Black Water? I wonder how high?”
Han Dong was quite tempted to take a bottle to examine, but now was not the time to act.
At this moment, the Egyptian Descendant slowly rose from his kneeling position.
The cracked skull had healed instantly under the influence of the Black Water.
Facing Han Dong and his companions, he stretched out his arms and, with words filled with longing and solemnity, said:
“Welcome to my Temple of Creation. What you see is the [Liquid of Creation] obtained through hundreds and thousands of hybrid creations.”
“Drink them, and accept the challenge of the holy one,”
“Abandon your flesh and be reborn in a new and perfect form… become my creation and follow me to the City of Gods.”
Translated simply, this was asking Han Dong and the others to voluntarily consume this high-quality Black Water and use their own bodies to hatch superior Aliens, becoming the minions of the Egyptian Descendants.
If it were any other day, Han Dong would really want to scoff at the idea.
Who would do such a brain-dead thing?
But the current situation was somewhat different.
When this person spoke, at least over a hundred Eyes from the Temple walls were watching them… probably all life forms bred from the Black Water by this Egyptian Descendant.
Their strength was likely similar to the thing that had ambushed them at the beginning.
The reason the Outsider was actively led to such an important area was exactly because Han Dong and his team had eliminated one of his creations, earning recognition.
This person merely used his self-brewed high-quality Black Water but had no suitable breeding vessels.
The four ‘guests’ who had come from afar were just the right vessels… Such a union might yield the creation he dreamed of and the “qualification” to travel to the City of Gods.
By this point, Lord Maritzis was getting impatient… showing the eyes of someone ready to carve a bloody path out.
Their teammates were also preparing for battle.
Just as the fight was about to erupt, Han Dong stood out.
“I am honored to receive ‘the challenge of the holy one’, and I also wish to see the City of Gods, no matter what it takes… Thank you for this opportunity,”
Han Dong’s willingness to cooperate eased the tension at the scene.
Jane watched the scene, thinking, ‘Is Nicholas planning to make the enemy lower their guard by acting this way… and then launch a surprise attack at the moment before drinking the Black Water? Hmph… Pretty smart.’
And Jane waited in secret,
Ready for Han Dong to launch a full assault on the enemy just before pretending to drink the Black Water.
Gulp, gulp~
Without pretense, without the intent to attack, without even a moment’s hesitation…
Han Dong grabbed the Black Water cherished in the groove of his tongue and guzzled it down as if a drunkard had found his muse, directly consuming the contents of the bottle.
This scene made Lord Maritzis’s heart tremble.
Even Han Dong’s teammates were startled, unable to comprehend why he would do such a thing.
From Lord Maritzis’s standpoint, even she felt a certain revulsion towards the few bottles of high-quality Black Water, and with her own body, she dared not drink it directly.
“Nicholas… what are you doing!?”
Jane seemed somewhat panicked.
The master of this place, the Egyptian Descendant adorned with Black Crystal Stones, however, appeared excited, anticipating the ‘Reaction of Creation’ that was about to occur inside Han Dong.
Soon,
As Han Dong drank, a multitude of black patterns emerged on the surface of his body.
His body began to convulse wildly and out of control.
Black foam-like material flowed from his ‘seven orifices’, his entire being writhing in agony.
The scene was eerily reminiscent of the Alien movies, where the host is impregnated by the Facehugger.
The abdomen was slowly bulging…
Crack, crack, crack~ the sound of ribs breaking one after another, something was about to burst forth.
Swish~
His outer garments exploded open along with his abdominal cavity.
Some new form of life was slowly emerging from Han Dong’s body.
But it wasn’t a perfect being with a tough black shell; the first thing seen was a bald head.
