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The battle erupted instantly within the sacrificial hall! Three worker bee aliens pounced on the wounded Predator from different directions. They moved with lightning speed, using the walls and ceiling as springs, their long tails whipping like whips, their inner mandibles poised to strike!

The young Predator showed no fear, letting out a battle roar as his wrist blades shot out, delivering a fierce slash to the first Xenomorph charging at him! *Thud!* Dark green acidic blood splattered as the Xenomorph was cleaved in two, but the acid also corroded the Predator's wrist blades and part of his forearm armor, emitting a sizzling sound. The Predator ignored it, dodging the attack of the second Xenomorph, his shoulder cannon instantly locking on—*Whoosh!* *Bang!* A blue plasma beam blasted the Xenomorph to pieces!

But the third alien had already taken the opportunity to get close, its long tail aimed straight for the Predator's back! The Predator reacted extremely quickly, turning around abruptly and using its arm armor to block!

"Clang!" Sparks flew everywhere! The tail spikes carved deep marks into the arm armor, and the acidic blood corroded it again.

The Predator roared, and with a swift motion, its wrist blade plunged into the alien's chest, sending it flying! The battle ended briefly. The Predator, panting, noticed that the wound on its left leg was oozing even more green blood from the intense exertion.

Hidden atop the stone beam, Wang Huanbo, like the most patient hunter, observed everything. He assessed the Predator's injuries and condition: "His left leg is clearly impaired, his reaction speed is slightly reduced due to pain and acid corrosion, and his energy weapon requires a short recharge interval… Now!"

Just as the Predator had dealt with the third alien and was slightly relaxed, preparing to check his injuries—

Wang Huanbo moved! He didn't use a gun, because the sound of a gunshot would attract more unnecessary attention. With a thought, the strangely shaped Demon Blade Thousand Blades, its blade composed of a thousand fragments, silently appeared in his hand.

"Go!" Wang Huanbo focused his mind and flicked his wrist!

The Demon Blade Thousand Blades didn't shoot straight at the enemy; instead, it transformed into a nearly transparent beam of light, as if it possessed a life of its own, tracing a strange arc, bypassing the obstructing stone pillar, and silently slicing towards the Predator's injured left knee joint! That was where the armor was relatively weak!

The Predator's visor alarm blared! It whirled around, but it was too late! The Thousand Blades of the Demon Blade was far sharper than any ordinary metal in this world!

"Swoosh—!" A barely perceptible soft sound!

The Predator's left leg was severed at the knee! Dark green blood gushed out like a fountain!

"Awooo—!" The Predator let out a deafening scream as its massive body lost its balance and crashed to the ground!

It stared in horror at its severed leg, then looked in the direction of the attack. The infrared and motion sensors on its visor scanned frantically, but it only caught a fleeting glimpse of a dark shadow on the stone beam! What kind of weapon was that? So fast? And with such a bizarre trajectory?

Wang Huanbo struck successfully and didn't linger! His figure leaped down from the stone beam like a ghost, landing silently, and pounced straight on the struggling Ironblood Warrior!

Despite being severely injured, the Predator remained ferocious. It raised its intact right arm and thrust its wrist blade at Wang Huanbo! At the same time, its shoulder cannon began to charge!

"Hmph!" Wang Huanbo snorted coldly, unleashing the speed of the super serum! He easily dodged the wrist blade by sidestepping, and raised his left hand to fire the M1911A1! Thud! Thud! Two bursts of fire accurately struck the Predator shoulder cannon's mounting base and scope!

"Crack! Snap!" The precision instrument shattered! The shoulder cannon tilted and temporarily malfunctioned!

Almost simultaneously, Wang Huanbo recalled the Demon Blade Thousand Blades with his right hand. With a flash of light, the blade severed the Predator's right arm at the wrist as it attempted to activate the self-destruct program on its wrist computer!

Completely disarmed! The whole process took less than five seconds! Clean and efficient! It fully demonstrated the essence of Lao Liu's tactics: surprise attack, precision, and swift victory!

The Predator's eyes were filled with unbelievable anger, fear, and... a hint of confusion? What... is this creature? Why is it so powerful and strange?

Wang Huanbo had no time to appreciate his opponent's emotions. He quickly crouched down and began his "corpse-looting" operation. The calmness brought by the [Super Soldier Serum] and the knowledge from [Advanced Mechanical Mastery] came in handy at this moment.

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Step 1: Eliminate the risk of self-destruction. He first checked the computer and visor at the severed wrist. Although Ironblood technology was advanced, its basic logic remained the same. He quickly located several suspected energy nodes and data interfaces, and used his pliers to physically damage and short-circuit them, ensuring that the self-destruct program could not be activated.

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Step 2: Remove core equipment.

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Mask: Carefully unfasten the clips and remove it. The internal structure of the mask is intricate, shimmering with a faint light.

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Shoulder gun: Although damaged, its main structure and technical details are still valuable for research. It was quickly disassembled.

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Wrist blade/computer: Dispose of it along with the severed wrist; collect it carefully.

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Armor: The mesh inner armor and metal outer armor were worn as a single piece, which was quite troublesome. Wang Huanbo used a Nepalese kukri (made of a special material, resistant to ordinary acid and blood) to cut the connecting strips and quickly peel off the armor from the main parts. As for the parts stained with acid and blood, he wrapped them in specially made anti-corrosion bags.

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Other items: Spinning frisbees, spears, and other weapons were scattered on the ground; pick them up one by one.

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Step Three: Storage. With a thought, all the equipment stripped from the ground was instantly stored in a specific area of ​​the system space, separated from his own supplies. Looking at the set of alien-style equipment in the space, Wang Huanbo felt somewhat relieved. The first set, acquired!

Just then, a large number of red dots began to surge into the hall from all directions on the scanning interface! Clearly, the sounds of the battle and the smell of blood had attracted more aliens!

"This is no place to linger!" Without hesitation, Wang Huanbo didn't even glance at the dying Predator one last time (finishing it off? No need, the Xenomorphs would handle it). He flashed towards a pre-selected ventilation duct. Just before the Xenomorph army surged in, he slipped inside like an eel and vanished.

A few minutes later, only the Predator's desperate roar and the Xenomorph's excited howl remained in the hall... and a new killing spree was about to begin.

Wang Huanbo crawled through the narrow, slimy ventilation duct, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"A good start. Next, let's find the second 'lucky spectator.'" Old Six's hunt continues. Deep within the pyramids, death and opportunity coexist.