You're Not A Lord Of The Apocalypse Chapter 117: Ackerman Town Surrounded by Xenomorphs - Novel Cool

Chapter 117: Ackerman Town Surrounded by Xenomorphs

Chapter 117: Ackerman Town Surrounded by Xenomorphs

"Are you sure this is something you can disclose?" Qin Muye noticed that the preacher seemed to have compromised.

Qin Muye had some guesses about the reasons for the compromise. For instance, the brainwashing content might be about maintaining world peace, and the preacher knew the dangers of the xenomorphs, so he wanted to use this to get Qin Muye to deal with them.

"It's fine. You are a priest of the Church, and you have the right to know," the preacher said expressionlessly. His sense of righteousness was truly noble, completely ignoring personal grudges and focusing only on the great cause of opposing Hell.

"Under this cathedral lies a Hell ruled by a book with a human face, its pages made of human skin and written in blood. This Book of Death contains a large amount of ancient secrets and evil spells."

"Within this Hell, there are a great many evil spirits, and the pumpkin-headed evil spirit is one of them."

"These evil spirits form a dark army, controlled by the Book of Death."

"The Book of Death is not just a simple book; it is alive, with its own consciousness. However, its power is not as great as that of Leviathan, the King of Hell in the Cube of Hell."

As Qin Muye listened to the preacher's explanation, he felt that the setup seemed somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. He would have to think about it more.

However, from what he could tell, the Book of Death might not be very powerful. The strongest being he had encountered in this horror universe so far was the Predator. Born from a starfaring civilization and a hunter by nature, the Predator was equipped with high-tech gear, which allowed it to hold its own for ten minutes against a group of righteous fighters.

As for the others, to be honest, they were really not up to the task. Hell, this other dimension, might seem formidable, but it might not stand a chance against interstellar cannons.

The Predators were not a weak race. In a real fight, each one was quite powerful. The Predators were in the first tier of the horror universe, followed by the Hell xenomorphs, and then the ordinary xenomorphs and other horror monsters.

"So, what do you want to say?" Qin Muye countered.

He didn't believe that the preacher was simply providing information. There must be some plan behind it. However, the preacher was honest, and when Qin Muye asked, he did indeed answer.

"Eliminate those insect demons. I know you have a way."

The preacher had no corresponding emotions, but he had a brain. From his interactions with Qin Muye, he could see Qin Muye's character. If Qin Muye really had no way, he would have fled long ago instead of staying in the cathedral.

A self-interested person, especially one who was quite afraid of death, would never put himself in danger. Therefore, the only possibility was that this danger was not a danger to him.

"Alright, fine," Qin Muye nodded. He had already planned to do this, as it was his main mission.

With his event-based constitution, he wasn't worried that the Hell xenomorphs would leave. More likely, they would attack Ackerman Town. He had long known about the pitfalls of these protagonist temporary skills.

In fact, being the protagonist was a huge pitfall. The "Lord of the Ages" would give you the protagonist's encounters but not the protagonist's invincibility. One misstep, and you could be gone.

Besides the xenomorphs, he felt that an S-rank evaluation would also require dealing with the Hell beneath the cathedral. Otherwise, relying solely on these ordinary horror monsters would still fall short.

With Qin Muye's agreement, the preacher naturally didn't ask too many more questions, as his goal had been achieved.

"By the way, how do I open the seal of the Hell entrance?" Qin Muye suddenly asked.

Mayor Laurence had fled, but the seal still needed to be opened. Qin Muye had studied it, and the door was sealed tightly. It would take him a considerable amount of time to unlock it. He had the time, but the xenomorphs might not. They would likely enter the town soon.

So, he needed to prepare quickly, such as opening the seal of the Hell entrance.

"What do you want to do?" The preacher didn't immediately answer but asked his question directly.

"Oh, I want to open the Hell entrance, because—"

Before Qin Muye could finish, the preacher refused, "I refuse to answer your question."

"Opening the Hell entrance is a very dangerous thing. Each Hell is sealed with a large number of evil spirits. If it is opened and cannot be resealed, the entire world will fall."

The preacher's tone was calm, but it carried a firm resolve.

He now suspected that Qin Muye might not be under the control of Hell, or he wouldn't have said such a thing.

"Is there no room for negotiation? What if I use it to deal with those insect demons?" Qin Muye raised an eyebrow and asked.

In the end, the preacher still shook his head, refusing Qin Muye's suggestion: "No, while the insect demons are troublesome, the Hell entrance absolutely cannot be opened."

"That's too bad," Qin Muye expressed his regret.

Although the xenomorphs had merged with Hell's power, they did not seem to be loyal to Hell. Instead, they were focused on expanding their numbers and devouring everything in their path. This terrifying killing machine still followed its instinct to reproduce and consume the world.

Hell might not be as simple as Qin Muye imagined. The Predator civilization might be able to sweep through Hell, but the xenomorphs, even with Hell's power, were a different story.

He had extracted a lot of information about Hell from the preacher, but unfortunately, it wasn't core intelligence, just some basic details.

But that was enough. Qin Muye didn't expect the preacher to reveal anything more significant.

"Master, a xenomorph has infiltrated the town," a Gospel Imp reported.

"So soon?" Qin Muye frowned, sensing that things were not as simple as they seemed.

"Apparently, the creatures outside the town have been mostly captured, so they are now shifting their target. Should we take action?" the Gospel Imp said.

Qin Muye had dispatched 50 Gospel Imps to monitor and patrol the outskirts of Ackerman Town, and they would report to him immediately if anything happened.

"What about the other xenomorphs? Any movements?" Qin Muye was puzzled. From what he could see, the xenomorphs were already in a favorable position. Why were they still resorting to stealth instead of outright overwhelming the town?

"They are still in hiding, but they have formed a surrounding circle around the entire Ackerman Town," the Gospel Imp reported.

"It seems the xenomorphs are also after Hell. Hm, what about Laurence? Do you have any information on him?" Qin Muye asked again.

"Master, we searched the entire town but found no trace of Laurence."

This series of events made Qin Muye realize that the mayor was indeed a skilled survivor, capable of dancing on the edge of a knife. If Qin Muye weren't an outsider with his own followers, the ultimate winner might have been Laurence.

"Laurence, he has allied with Hell," the preacher reminded him.

The preacher was quite contradictory—helping anyone who opposed Hell and cutting down anyone who allied with it, regardless of good or evil. So even though Qin Muye had just considered opening the Hell entrance's seal, the preacher still felt compelled to warn him, as he was still a priest of the Church.

"I know. Otherwise, how could he have escaped from the xenomorphs? He's just hiding too well."

"Never mind, let him hide. Let him hide until he dies."

Qin Muye knew that the old man wouldn't leave Ackerman Town. His goal hadn't been achieved, and leaving now would render all his years of effort meaningless. Given that Laurence was in his 50s, continuing to wait might not guarantee success.

So, he was definitely hiding in some corner, waiting for an opportunity to turn the tables. If that opportunity didn't come, he would abandon his plans. As long as he stayed hidden, he would have another chance, even if he couldn't hold out, it was better than risking his life.

For Qin Muye, it didn't matter if Laurence stayed hidden. When the time came to use the Scarlet Invasion, he would just be one more Scarlet Crystal statue.

If Laurence really managed to escape Ackerman Town, Qin Muye would be impressed. To abandon decades of planning at a moment's notice required a great deal of resolve. But that was unlikely. Putting himself in Laurence's shoes, Qin Muye wouldn't leave either, knowing that the enemy had no large-scale weapons. He would bide his time, waiting for an opportunity, not give up.

Decades of planning couldn't be abandoned so easily. How could he bear to let it go?

(End of Chapter)

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