Lord of Cinder in American Comics

"Come on! Today it's either you die or I live!"

Hill tore off his clothes that had been ripped apart by the frisbee, gripped the remaining Gothhild sword tightly in his hand, and wrapped it with the rags.

This do-or-die mentality caused the opposing Predator to also emerge from its stealth.

Standing a few dozen steps away from Hill, the Predator held the frisbee he had just used, but this time he didn't throw the weapon; instead, he put it away.

Ironblood extended his right hand and moved it slightly, and two special wrist blades with serrated edges emerged from the equipment on his arm. Then Ironblood placed them on his left chest and swung them down violently.

This is a challenge, a display of weapons!

"bring it on!"

Hill, wielding the Gothic Sylph, launched a simultaneous attack on the sword and the Ironblood.

Neither of them possessed ordinary weapons; a special weapon from Dark Souls clashed with the Predator's wrist blades, which could resist the corrosive acidic blood of the Xenomorphs.

There were no sparks when the metal collided, only the ear-piercing sound of the impact.

Hill, now determined to fight to the death, had only Ironblood as her enemy. Unaware that her fighting movements were becoming increasingly fluid, her sword accurately deflecting the serrated edges of Ironblood's wrist blades, using the serrations to block Ironblood's further attacks.

Hill, who was originally struggling to keep up with the enemy, is now on par with the Predator.

Although all three Predators who participated in the trials died in the movie, they fought against the alien army without firearms, and even joined forces with a human to kill the Alien Queen.

A race capable of interstellar combat, young people participating in life-or-death trials are by no means weak.

At this point in the battle, Hill no longer cared about anything else; all he wanted was to kill the enemy before him.

Hill then feigned an opening, exposing his left side, and Ironblood's wrist blade pierced directly into his body along his collarbone.

At that moment, Hill tensed his body, using his muscles and bones to lock the wrist blade, making it difficult for Ironblood to draw his sword. Then, in Ironblood's eyes, he plunged the longsword in his hand directly into his body.

Both were injured, but neither was willing to let go, and neither was willing to relinquish the other's weapon. Thus, the two remained locked in a stalemate, relying on their willpower.

The combination of injuries and environmental factors made it difficult for either the Predator or Hill to sustain themselves for an extended period.

As Hill fell, the opposing Ironblood also fell simultaneously.

In his already darkened vision, Hill saw several figures flashing with electricity around him; these were other Predators who had been watching the battle from the sidelines for quite some time.

Before closing his eyes, Hill wanted to curse, "Fuck you! Geralt!"

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Chapter 397: More Than Just Aliens Beneath the Antarctic Suburbs

"Fakyu! Geralt!"

Hill shouted what he most wanted to say and sat up abruptly from a metal stretcher.

The bright light around him was too much for Hill to handle at first. He shielded his eyes with his hand and barely managed to see his surroundings.

Two enormous, shaped spaceships were on the ground below, where Geralt was having a barbecue with a group of aliens.

Crabs, a specialty of the Franco fortress, became the main attraction of the banquet. Is this a case of "there's nothing a barbecue can't solve, and if there is, then two barbecues will do"?

Geralt was explaining something to the Ironblood, who was clearly of a different status, while holding the Water of Life. Hearing Hill's roar, Geralt turned around in confusion. Seeing that it was Hill, he shoved the Water of Life into the arms of the Ironblood and walked over.

Arriving at the stretcher, Geralt asked, "How are you feeling?"

Without giving Geralt a chance to get close, Hill stood up from the stretcher, grabbed Geralt by the collar, and headbutted him in the nose.

"Shit!"

As if banging his head against steel, Hilden rubbed his forehead on the ground, gritting his teeth as he looked at Geralt, who was shrugging helplessly.

"I almost died!"

Geralt replied somewhat nonchalantly, "Haven't we done it yet?"

After grumbling for a moment, Hill began to examine her injuries. The wounds from the battle with the Ironblood had begun to heal, but the scars left on her body made her frown.

Glancing at Geralt, Hill complained, "Couldn't you have treated the wound a little better?"

Geralt immediately denied it, saying, "Wound? I didn't touch it!"

Hill pointed to the injury on her collarbone, the healed wound, and the unsightly scars from the connective tissue that left two marks on her body, and asked, "What is this?"

"That's your body healing itself. Didn't you notice? When you've gone through a life-or-death battle, your body control, reflexes, and even resistance have all improved significantly!"

Hill then realized that she didn't feel cold at all, even though she was wearing tattered clothes. She had felt cold as soon as she arrived in Antarctica.

But then Hill got angry again and said to Geralt irritably, "So you just watched me get brought here, and then you were drinking with the aliens without even glancing at me?"

"Uh...it's a misunderstanding. I have absolute trust in you, that's why I'm so at ease. Yes! That's it!"

Just as Geralt was frantically trying to explain, a wounded Ironblood came to their side.

Looking at the abdominal wound and other injuries, Hill realized that this was the enemy she had fought.

At this moment, the Ironblood, carrying Hill's pair of swords, returned them to Hill and also handed him a special retractable sword.

The Predator without its mask let out a roar that was difficult to decipher, and Geralt translated it from the side.

"He said you were a respectable opponent, so he chose to give you this weapon..."

Hill looked at the weapon so close to her, but couldn't make up her mind. She asked Geralt, "What should I do?"

"Whether you accept it or not is up to you, but this extendable sword is a good thing. It can transform into a longsword, a short sword, a dagger, or other weapons depending on your needs. Ironblood only gives his weapons to friends he acknowledges. Oh, you could also give him something as a token of your loyalty in battle..."

After hearing the explanation, Hill checked his belongings. The Ironbloods would definitely not want the odds and ends, and the Godhilt sword set was not something he could easily disassemble.

As he pondered this, Hill's gaze fell upon Geralt's waist, where his signature longsword rested.

Thinking of teaching Geralt a lesson and venting his own anger, Hill unsheathed the longsword from Geralt's waist and exchanged weapons with the Ironblood.

Upon receiving Geralt's weapon, the Ironblood was overjoyed. He had woken up faster than Hill at the camp and learned about Geralt's exploits. To obtain the weapon of such a figure was an absolute honor.

This iron-blooded man has made up his mind; this longsword will be his personal weapon!

Geralt didn't say anything after losing his longsword; after all, it was just a weapon, and there were plenty of those.

While Hill was unconscious, Geralt had already subdued all the Predators on the two starships and made some deals with them.

As a race that still retains the tradition of fighting with cold weapons, they have abandoned all unnecessary frills. Their iron-blooded starships have only the most basic functions, so that they can enjoy the most basic combat thrills.

This is exactly what Geralt wanted: a solid foundation means that reverse engineering eliminates unnecessary steps and allows one to develop their own parts while thoroughly understanding the technology.

So, after paying a portion of Gulan Steel, a metal with excellent damage reduction properties, Geralt obtained what he wanted.

After figuring out the other party's temperament and character, the transaction actually proceeded very quickly, and Ironblood even gifted Geralt a small spaceship similar to the one Lone Wolf rode in.

All of this was done while Hill was asleep; Hill only witnessed Geralt barbecuing with the Predators.

Having accomplished all this, now all that's left is to wait for the two in the ruins and the other Ironbloods undergoing trials.

The underground battle was difficult to perceive due to the obstruction of thousands of meters of ice, and Geralt could only rely on the constantly appearing souls to make his judgment.

'Wait! Do aliens even have souls?'

While Geralt was thinking, Clint and Dutch's souls were moving towards the passage, and at their speed, it wouldn't take long for them to return to the ground.

Now that they were able to return to the surface alive, Geralt stopped trying to sense anything; the rest could be left to Geralt and Dutch.

Not long after, Clint and Dutch appeared at the cave entrance, accompanied by two Predators.

Clint was frantically fleeing with one of the Predators, while Dutch, wielding a thermal weapon that originally belonged to the Predator, and another Predator were constantly holding off the aliens chasing after them.

Not only Geralt noticed, but the Predators also sensed that something was amiss. However, since the battle was still ongoing, it meant the trial was not yet over, and neither the Predators nor Geralt intended to intervene.

Dutch, who originally regarded the Ironblood as an enemy, now cooperated very smoothly with the Ironblood. The two of them formed a crossfire network, shattering the aliens in the cave into pieces.

The two seemed to have planned it beforehand. Dutch adjusted the firing mode of his weapon, disregarding its lifespan, and fired wildly. Even when the circular shells of the thermal weapon exploded not far from him, burning him, he did not stop firing.

Dutch's barrage gave another Ironblood a chance to adjust. He switched his shoulder weapon to a net gun and firmly nailed one metal net after another to the entrance of the passage.

The metal mesh projected by the net gun is not very effective at stopping the aliens, as their blood can corrode the metal. However, the mesh only needs to stop the aliens for a short period of time.

Having completed their plan to stop the enemy, Dutch and Ironblood didn't linger and ran madly in the direction Clint had gone.

Shortly after they left, the aliens broke through the metal mesh barrier, but the blue light that shot out from the ground turned them all to ashes.

That's a computer mounted on the Predator's arm, and also the ultimate weapon. Depending on its use, it can range from a small spaceship to a bomb capable of destroying an entire civilization.

The appearance of that blue light signifies that the trial has come to an end.

After carrying the Ironblood to a safe location, Clint was exhausted and was sitting on the ground panting. Dutch and the Ironblood who arrived later seemed to be unharmed except for being a little tired.

A scan of Clint and Dutch's bodies revealed no Xenomorph larvae, nor any Predator larvae.

Both the injured and the completed Ironbloods were taken away, leaving only Dutch and Clint anxiously behind.

With the trial over, the Predators had no reason to stay any longer. The trial site had been destroyed, and they would never return to Antarctica.

Almost instantly, only Geralt and his three companions remained in the entire Antarctic.

Geralt patted Clint on the shoulder with delight, and was about to tell him about the weapons the Ironblood had left them when Clint saw Geralt as if he had seen a savior, and hurriedly told him what he had seen.

"Geralt! There are people underground in Antarctica! And they have a three-headed dragon!"

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Chapter 398: It's the 21st century, we usually make phone calls...

"Wait, wait, wait! What did you say?"

Somewhat incredulous, Geralt reassured Clint, trying to get more information out of him.

Clint said, “We went down and found the alien eggs you mentioned in a room. We put the animals we had prepared inside and then started wandering around the ruins.”

In a special room, we discovered some ancient murals that roughly depicted the Predator's trials. Then we waited there.

Dutch initially engaged the Predator in battle, but was disrupted by the arrival of the Xenomorphs. After the Predator triggered some switch, the entire ruin began to change.

"We began our battle against the Predators and Aliens right there in the ruins..."

Clint recounted his experiences upon arriving at the ruins. Initially, everything was as expected, involving only combat. Whether dealing with aliens or Predators, the two of them were able to handle the situation smoothly through cooperation.

But within the changed ruins, the battle took a turn.

The ruins lie beneath the ice, as do other people. These ruins have remained unchanged for a very long time, so they went unnoticed by the seemingly endless layer of ice.

However, once the ruins began to change, the humans on the other side noticed the anomaly, and similarly, the aliens inside the ruins also noticed the humans on the other side.