Chapter 2: From the Sight of Chaos

Time, 14:40 p.m. the next day.

Location, in a hilly woodland on the southwestern outskirts of Otlama.

According to the instructions of the system, Yang Ding found the place where the incident occurred on the night of the first day, spent a lot of time recording the terrain and landforms of the entire area, and simulated the route analysis map of the possible escape of the alien creatures that had been recorded.

After making all the preparations, Yang Ding only needs to wait quietly for the door to open, and give every alien who comes to his house a "welcome ceremony" with a thermal explosion.

[The task is completed, the reward has been distributed, please collect the physical object in the warehouse]

[Hunting Mission: Creatures from the other world show their fangs to the great human world, for these uninvited guests, break their fangs, break their backbones, and crush their will is the responsibility of a qualified human warrior]

[Rewards: A loyal Imperial Emblem, an upgrade to the Ripping Shotgun ammo production line, and an ancient Burst Pistol of unknown origin]

“3,2,1。”

With the acceptance of Yang Ding's countdown, an extremely obvious subspace ability swept through the entire world barrier. Humans all over the world with certain psionic talents have more or less an inexplicable feeling.

And at this moment when the subspace ability swept through, the door was also opened.

The world was like a mirror, and the cracks in the cracks grew larger and larger, and soon an irregular subspace passage with a total area of about twenty square meters was established.

Purple vortices spread out to the barrier of the world, and the extremely uncomfortable vortex continued to extend into the depths of the subspace.

Not long after the vortex extended, the aliens from the outside world could not wait to leap into this pure world.

This alien is a new alien that Yang Ding has never seen before, the ostrich-like body is a miserable white skin, from the top of the head to the tail sharp bone piercing through the miserable white skin trembling slightly in the air, the round tubular mouth is full of sharp fangs, and the mouth sticks out of the thin tongue of unreasonable length.

What made Yang Ding feel most uneasy was that since this alien body emitted a strange musk, inhaling this gas, even Yang Ding began to think of those behaviors that completely trampled on the bottom line of human morality, and an inexplicable pleasure appeared in his heart.

The more pleasure is generated, the greater the emptiness in the heart, and the more outrageous the hallucinations are generated.

"Bang."

The swarthy muzzle of the gun burst into dazzling fire, and the Ripper shotgun hit all the xenomorphs that were still immersed in the joy of invading a new world.

Flames and steel dealt a heavy blow to the transgressors, and a gentle wail emanated from the alien's mouth.

Xenomorphs quickly spot creatures that dare to inflict damage on them.

Under the leader of the injured aliens, a total of three alien formations that had smuggled into the human world from the subspace whirlpool quickly attacked Yang Ding.

Although they do not have front paws, their strong hind limbs provide them with strong athleticism. Acting fast and with an inexplicable grace, every move attracts the living beings to indulge in the endless joy.

Yang Ding released the No. 4 servo skull for inducing combat as soon as the ambush was successful, and the defensive measures prepared for reconnaissance of the terrain in advance also played its due effect at the same time.

Two towed hot melt mines erupted with terrifying heat at the xenomorph's feet, and the earth melted into billowing magma in the surging energy.

However, the neural reaction speed of the aliens was far beyond Yang Ding's imagination, and the aliens discovered the anomaly under their feet at the first time and quickly evacuated the effective killing range of the hot melt mine.

Fortunately, the leading alien was no longer so dexterous because he went too far into the killing range of the hot melt mine and his legs were attacked by Yang Ding, and although he began to dodge at the first time, he still couldn't avoid the burning of the flames.

The flames of the tarsal bones kept scorching the alien's pale body, and even the alien rolled back and forth on the ground in pain. Until the body continues to shrink, until it turns into a puddle of burning garbage.

During this time, the other two aliens launched a frantic attack on Yang Ding, and their cylindrical mouthparts swallowed whip tongues comparable to their own length and whipped towards Yang Ding who was dodging.

The sound waves drawn from the powerful whiplash continued in Yang Ding's ears, and even if Yang Ding had a certain amount of strengthened agility and physique, he could not completely dodge such a dense attack.

Even the fourth servo skull had already worked hard to relieve Yang Ding's pressure by shooting at the enemy with a rudimentary fully automatic weapon, Yang Ding's coat had been reduced to floating debris in the fierce whiplash, and several terrifying scratches had been added to the carapace armor on his body.

"It's finally in place."

Yang Ding, who was retreating step by step under the fierce attack of the alien, suddenly turned his defensive posture, fighting with a large muscle scraped off by the long tongue in his left arm, and stuffed the Ripper shotgun into the mouth of the alien on the right with his right hand.

The alien on the left, who scraped off a large piece of flesh and blood on Yang Ding's left arm, was about to pursue it, but was instantly firmly restrained by the iron net covered with high voltage.

It was the No. 4 servo skull that activated the trap that had been ambushed in advance according to Yang Ding's previous tactical arrangement.

"Miscellaneous, greetings to the great human warriors."

Yang Ding smiled and pulled the trigger in his hand, and the purple blood flowers mixed with the strange brain pulp were like flying fireworks splashing on the battlefield covered with gunsmoke.

[The task is completed, the reward has been distributed, please collect the physical object in the warehouse]

After being reminded of the completion of the task by the system, Yang Ding could no longer hold on and sit on the ground. The bloody wound on his left arm kept coming with a burning pain and a twisted pleasure.

It is evident that these alien long tongues can secrete poisons with the same effect as the musk emitted by their bodies.

Removing toxins as soon as possible is the most important thing at the moment, and although Yang Ding has the means to remove toxins, he can no longer make any effective moves in the process.

Yang Ding's eyes began to emit a blue light, and the water vapor in the air slowly condensed around Yang Ding.

A strange force emerged from Yang Ding's body and began to wrap around Yang Ding's injured area.

Wisps of pinkish-purple gas were forced out of the wound and disappeared into the world.

After witnessing what Yang Ding did, the alien who was bound by the high-voltage power grid suddenly broke free from the iron network desperately.

The thistles hanging on the nodes of the iron mesh scraped the alien's skin into rags, and even if the iron thorns scraped off the eyes, even if the flesh and blood all over the body were blurred, the alien still drilled out of the iron mesh.

But the strange thing is that the alien did not choose to continue to attack Yang Ding, but quickly fled to the subspace vortex and looked back at Yang Ding with his already empty eyes, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of this man in his mind.

Then he jumped into the purple whirlpool, until the whirlpool came the seductive laughter of sucking human marrow.

But by the end of the maelstrom, no alien had ever passed through the door.