R 3 Agent

Amidst the chaotic roar of the Predator, the little Kryptonian warrior perched on the high platform observed thoughtfully. In the heat of battle, it wasn't just strength and skill that mattered, but also keen observation. To an elite warrior, every object held the potential to become a weapon.

As Michael endured excruciating pain, his body transformed, his hair thickening and his werewolf traits becoming more pronounced. Was this madness? Intriguing. It seemed that when pushed to the brink, explosion was inevitable.

Rolling across the ground, Michael swiftly positioned himself at the Predator's feet, his legs soaring upward to encircle the beast's neck. Was he attempting a chokehold?

The Predator thwarted his efforts, forcefully prying Michael's legs apart and tossing him aside. Before Michael hit the ground, the Predator was upon him, delivering a powerful kick that left a deep groove in the nearby metal wall.

"R-BS-04's sanity may be waning, but its self-healing ability has intensified," someone remarked.

Fascinating. Sacrificing a portion of one's sanity for augmented strength and healing—could this be controlled voluntarily or was it triggered passively?

"Pity," Varion muttered cryptically.

Was he pitying the Predator or Michael? None in the room could discern Varion's intentions.

Michael's mind was in tatters, his intelligence diminished, and confusion reigned. Yet, the Predator refused to squander this opportunity. With a leap, he positioned himself behind Michael, pinning him with one foot and raising his right hand with lethal intent aimed at Michael's spine.

"There's a rule in the Predator hunting tradition," someone murmured, "when you encounter a warrior worthy of admiration, you collect their spine."

"Ah... So impressive."

"Now, that's a true warrior."

The young Kryptonian warriors were chattering excitedly, while the Predator, gripping Michael's bones, let out a fierce roar in Varion's direction, as if to claim victory and demand his release.

Serena couldn't bear it any longer. She fled her emotions in turmoil. Even if she didn't harbor any fondness for him, she couldn't bear to witness his cruel demise. It was simply too inhumane.

"Why do you shrink from watching this? He's not even human," Varion remarked.

Serena's expression turned icy. "Haha...! I'm a vampire."

Varion shook his head. "No, no, no. You're not like him at all. You have value to me, but he's utterly worthless."

A hybrid of a werewolf and a vampire might seem powerful to some, but with Alexander in his possession, what more could he hope to gain?

His disdain was evident, mirrored by the Predator's bloodied grip on the bones, its hideous visage and bared fangs.

"Roar...!"

Furrowing his brow, Varion instructed, "Mousse, arm him and release R-YX-0 (alien)."

"As you wish, sir."

With a click, a door on the side swung open, and the Predator cautiously seized the spear embedded in the ground. It was a weapon far beyond Michael's capability, yet even for the Alien, caution was warranted. No matter how many foes it vanquished, it couldn't afford to be careless.

"Hiss..." The creature emitted a low growl, instinctively recognizing its adversary. The enmity ingrained in its very genes made it clear: the two races were mortal enemies, bound by a fate of inevitable conflict and death.

"What's that?" Serena asked, her brow furrowing.

"A useful tool. An extraterrestrial being, the nemesis of the Predators. Alien, designation R-YX-0, a regular alien."

"So I will also become one of your collections in the future, and maybe I will also appear here to fight with other species?" Varion pointed to the bottom: "No, you are prettier than them, it's a pity, definitely, if you accept my recruitment, you will gain freedom, even power, how about it, think about it".

"I promise," Serena replied directly.

Varion chuckled, "Don't think about it?"

"I hope my choice will not be wrong, and I have no choice," Serena expressed helplessly and bitterly.

Varion smiled without speaking. The Predator and the aliens in the field had already fought together. Unfortunately, this was just a regular alien, far from being the opponent of the Predator. After a few moments, the Predator had already pierced the alien's head, and blood spilled on the ground.

"Commander, he's saying let's let him go," said the Kryptonian warrior on the side.

"Send him back."

Want to leave? In his dreams, he only had a few Predators. He used a few for the experiment, and the few remaining should not be wasted.

"He said we didn't keep our word."

"Well tell him I don't have any honour."

Uh... the Kryptonian warrior looked embarrassed and remained silent, leading the Predator back to the cell.

"Okay, I'll take you to see where you'll live in the future," Varion said, looking at Alexander. "This guy is still very useful." With a sigh, he stood up and followed behind. He was already in someone else's lair, and resisting would only end up like Michael.

"What's in here?" Serena asked, pointing to an iron cage.

"No. R-XLH-02, a small animal. You can take a look if you're interested."

Serena opened the window and looked inside, boom! A dark figure slammed into the window quickly.

Quickly stepping back from the window, she exclaimed, "Damn, there's actually a huge python inside," looking at Varion with disbelief.

"Is this the little animal you mentioned?"

The corridor was very large, and the python was just in a small room. Many places in this row of rooms were marked with numbers and codes, indicating that something had been imprisoned here.

"Okay, Mr. Alexander, this is your room. As long as you cooperate well with our work, I promise you will be fine."

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