Chapter 368 Savior: Wings of Blades, I am the swarm!
Hiss~
The old insect struggled, but could not break free from the savior's shackles, and felt more and more painful.
Ron slowly increased the power in his hand, waiting for the ancient wisdom of the insect swarm to make the final choice.
To survive or to die?
In fact, he was also struggling with this issue.
Since getting close to the Hive Mind, the little sun of my own subspace essence has become active, longing for this ancient and extremely rich soul.
Beings in the Warp always long for a special soul, whether it is the Chaos God, the Emperor, or himself.
There are not many essential differences between them, they are just different uses for the soul.
For example, the Emperor collected a large number of special souls.
He signs a contract with those souls and turns them into living saints who walk in this world and can be constantly resurrected, or let them become a cursed army to fight for themselves forever.
This is not fundamentally different from the great demons and demon warriors under the Chaos Evil God.
The only difference is the position, light and darkness, order and chaos.
Now, with the slow improvement of strength.
Ron suddenly noticed that Little Sun had undergone new changes and began to long for souls. Perhaps after absorbing enough faith power and souls, he would become a more powerful existence.
Like those subspace gods, they can also build an army in subspace and open up their own domain.
This way.
He will be able to fight in the subspace and the real universe at the same time and gain more development.
But that is an extremely distant thing.
Ron restrained his desire for souls, lest he accidentally give away the Leviathan Hive Mind.
anyway.
The living Hive Mind is more valuable, and more knowledge and technology can be obtained from it.
He stared at the hive mind, consuming his last trace of patience:
“Answer me!”
If this ancient hive wisdom doesn’t make a choice, then It had no choice but to end its life.
"The cunning savior who should be transformed into biological fluid, I can't speak now!"
The Hive Mind roared in its heart and became more and more frightened.
My life is passing by, but the savior never gave me a chance to choose. He was humiliating and toying with the life of Galactus!
Hoo~
It tried its best to make an inarticulate roar, raised its wrinkled limbs bit by bit, and pointed at its neck.
The ancient wisdom of the swarm begged the being to loosen its bonds for a moment.
Give yourself the opportunity to speak.
"I almost forgot that you can't speak without psychic powers..." Ron reacted after seeing the actions of the Hive Mind.
Hey, it’s a bit of a joke from hell.
Under normal circumstances.
Even if he grabs the opponent's neck, it can still communicate with him using spiritual energy.
But the current situation is a bit special.
Under the influence of the Black Stone Psychic Repentance Skull, he almost became a psionic insulator, which also affected the other party's psionic energy.
That is to say.
From the moment he choked the Hive Mind, the other party was unable to communicate with him in human language with the help of spiritual energy.
Ron had previously wondered why this guy kept silent and looked as if he was ready to die.
I am not willing to devote my loyalty to the savior at all.
I don’t even want to say: “Hey, can we reconcile?”
Now the case has been solved.
It may not be that you don’t want to say it, but that you have no way to say it.
Ron loosened his hand slightly, and the Hive Mind's thin body fell weakly onto the flesh and blood carpet:
"Sorry, you can answer my question."
Once made the empire The terrifying alien force that trembled - the Leviathan Hive Mind, was kneeling in front of the savior, leaving only fear and trembling.
Its destiny has been controlled, so weakly.
The shadow of that existence completely covered its old and thin figure.
Behind the dark figure.
The flames of death are bursting out, and the Savior's elite warriors are cleaning the brainworms in the chamber. One brain after another falls to the ground with a roar, and the slurry flows all over the floor.
"Is this the fate of Tyranid?"
The Hive Mind tried its best to put on a flattering smile, hoping that the savior would spare him, but he felt extremely sad inside.
The dignity of the Great Devourer's Tentacle Pioneer has disappeared, allowing that existence to trample on it!
"No, this should not be the fate of the swarm..."
The wisdom of the ancient swarm suddenly raised its head, with unyielding will in its eyes: "You...can never conquer the swarm!"
It chooses to make a final resistance.
“No!”
When Ron stopped him immediately, it was already a step too late.
Zila~
A dark purple psychic light burst out.
The Hive Mind desperately used its last strength, but it did not attack with this.
Before dying, the brainworms completed the collection of data about the Savior and the Savior's territory and transmitted it to its brain.
And now.
It chooses to pass this data on.
The huge psychic power penetrated the flesh and blood body of the hive mothership, penetrated deep into the void of the universe, and transmitted data to all nearby Tyranid biological ships in the form of bioelectricity.
At the same time, there are several biological current frequencies flying to distant stars.
When the psychic arc goes out.
The Hive Mind that Ron held in his hand lowered its head, its body became soft and weak, and it was obvious that it had lost its life.
Rather than surrender, the ancient hive intelligence faced death.
This made him feel a little surprised.
He thought this guy would pay back a price or seek reconciliation, but he didn't expect it to be so decisive.
Fortunately, the option of death of the Hive Mind is also an expected result. After all, the older and more powerful the wisdom, the less willing it is to succumb to others.
It is not an easy task for such a high-level being to surrender and control it.
Its death is indeed a loss, but it cannot completely cut off his plan to control the insect swarm. It is just a little troublesome.
Ron's communication channel vibrated slightly, then the machine lit up, and Taco's virtual projection bounced into the air.
Taco bowed his head and saluted, and reported the current situation:
"Savior, the swarm has undergone new changes..."
Perhaps it is because of the death of the Hive Mind Due to the reason, the Tyranid Gestalt network failed, and the fleet of living creatures and more Tyranid bugs lost their restraints.
Some of these Tyranid creatures were driven by biological instincts to flee, while others were hungry and attacked any life they encountered.
The insect swarm became completely chaotic, with no organization and order at all.
It can be said that the Leviathan Hive Fleet collapsed in a very short period of time. They lost their war capabilities and turned into chaotic beasts.
This is a good thing.
That means that the human allies can destroy the Terra swarm in the Baal system faster and end this battle.
Ron issued a new order to Taco: "The Redemption Fleet continues to be vigilant, expand the search scope to the entire Baal system, and prevent any biological ships from escaping from Baal!"
None of those Tyranid bugs Don't even think about running away, just wait and be put in the pot!
Before death, the Hive Mind seemed to project some kind of message.
Although I don’t know what kind of information it is, the information that the Hive Mind is trying to project is worthy of attention to avoid even more unpredictable results.
“Yes, Lord Savior!”
After Taco saluted, the communication was turned off. The commander-in-chief must better complete the finishing work of this war.
"Hey, why is this guy dead?"
After Ron gave the order, he turned his attention to the corpse of the Hive Mind.
He has not yet exploded the gold coins of this alien old guy and taken out all the biotechnology in its thinking and memory to make up for the losses of mankind.
Moreover, he also planned to make this old guy loyal and charge into battle for him to deal with other Tyranid swarms.
If you are not ruthlessly loyal and dedicate everything to mankind, you will die so easily.
It’s really a bit heartbreaking.
Just when Ron was feeling regretful, he suddenly discovered a bright spot: "Where is the soul, where is the fragrant soul?!"
When a living being dies, there will be something left to devour. Or absorb and use the soul.
Those souls will most likely be sucked away by the subspace and enter the spiritual realm from the material world.
Souls that are not predestined by powerful beings will wail in pain in the subspace and endure more suffering.
Eventually it was divided up by those subspace beings.
This is also the reason why human believers always hope that their souls will return to the throne. That is not a myth of belief, but a real reality. The Emperor can protect the soul of mankind.
Rather than fall into the warp and continue to suffer, it would be better for the spirit to return to the throne and become part of the Emperor's power.
The better ones can continue to work for the Emperor and never retire.
The soul of Leviathan's Hive Mind has long been marked by the little sun, and it is impossible for it to disappear.
Unless, this guy is not dead...
“Good guy, I almost didn’t let you fool me!”
Ron approached the corpse of the hive consciousness and looked carefully. After searching the ground, he found faint traces of souls.
This ancient insect swarm intelligence is indeed dead, but not completely dead, more like falling into a deep sleep.
This is just his guess. The specific situation has to wait for professional inspection.
Now, the Chapter Masters have led their respective Space Marines to leave this core chamber and go to other areas to eliminate the remaining Tyranid aliens.
Only the Thunder Guards remained.
Ron contacted Moss, the great sage of biology, one of the two giants in the scientific research and beverage fields of Erth Mechanicum, and ordered him to come over quickly to check the situation.
After a while.
The biological great sage Mosna floated into the chamber with a mechanical body wearing a dark red robe.
After decades of reverse transformation.
The body of Moss, the agricultural intelligent robot from the Golden Age, has undergone many changes, becoming more like a human being equipped with many mechanical prostheses.
Unknown liquids flowed through the many pipelines wrapped around his body, and more than a dozen mechanical arms were loaded with scalpels, syringes and other mechanical facilities.
Moss saluted respectfully.
"Lord Savior, your servants are here to follow your instructions and serve you."
As he spoke, he took out a green can with a dangerous light and handed it over: This is Maybe you can try my latest product..."
Ron took the can that looked like a highly toxic substance and frowned: "Hiss~ This new improved fuel drink of yours, Isn't it poisonous? ”
Through the years.
Moss and Call's drink war became more and more intense, and they continued to introduce new things and come up with many tricks.
But the only thing that remains unchanged is that both sides are trying to recruit the savior into the group.
After all, he is the real star.
But for Ron, staying neutral is the best way, lest the other person say that he is partial.
It is said that that guy Kaul has recently spent a lot of money to build a factory in subspace, looking for new flavors.
Fortunately, because they did not apply for a production license, the factory in subspace has been sealed and fined by the Erth Tribunal.
It can only be said that the existence of the black-hearted motorist Kaul has improved the business capabilities of the Tribunal in a disguised manner.
Today, the influence of the two major beverage giants has spread throughout the Imperial Mechanicum, forming a larger-scale confrontation than the previous religious factions.
Ron had reason to be suspicious.
The next ideological war of the Mechanicus will arise from this.
Fortunately, all this is still under control, which can be considered a healthy development and promotes technological progress.
So he hasn’t done anything yet.
“You are right...”
Moss proudly introduced his latest product: “The new improved fuel drink does contain highly toxic substances, but it is harmless. It is highly toxic and has a unique taste, you can taste it with confidence!”
This product has just been tested and has not been put into production. If the savior can taste it and give an evaluation.
That will be of great help to the sales of this product.
"Harmless poison?"
This short sentence almost burned Ron's CPU. He put away the fuel drink: "Not bad. If I have an idea, I’ll try it again.”
Of course, that was just a perfunctory statement.
What if this improved fuel drink is really poisonous and poisons me? How embarrassing would that be?
It's better to leave this thing to the big bucket and let the kid have a try. He should like it.
After Ron put away the fuel drink, he pointed at the body of the old bug on the ground and urged: "Moss, come and check to see if this guy can be rescued."
< br>Moss followed the instructions and used mechanical equipment to examine the corpses of the Hive Mind on the ground.
He looked at the various data in the instrument and concluded: "This corpse still has weak bioelectricity, and there is still a chance to resurrect it, but I'm afraid it will take more time."< br>
"As long as it can be resurrected, this guy will be left to you. Resurrect it as much as possible, obtain the biotechnology in the memory, and make it become part of the New Tyranid Project..."
Ron was very happy.
This is an unexpected gain. I didn’t expect that the Hive Mind is really not dead.
Perhaps it is the survival instinct of the creature that prevents it from completely ending its life, or maybe it just refuses in words, but actually wants to show its loyalty to the savior in a curve.
Anyway.
This is good news and can greatly shorten the research time of the New Tyron project.
Chiliu~
Ron looked in the direction of the sound and found that the peristalsis of the flesh and blood pipelines in the chamber gradually subsided.
It seems that the hive mothership also fell into dormancy after losing its controller.
His biggest gain in this battle was this insect hive mothership that was more than 30 kilometers long and looked like a biological fortress in space.
The Hive Mothership is not only a terrifying biological fortress that can easily destroy large ships, but also a giant biological training base.
It has various types of genetic laboratories, biological pools, incubators, etc., and almost all the prototypes of Tyranid organisms came from here.
He even suspected that even the Hive Mind was born here.
In other words, the Hive Mothership is the placenta of the Hive Will, and as it grows, it gradually develops into such a huge size.
If there are enough resources, it may become even more grand.
Now, this hive mothership is yours!
This is unimaginable biotechnology wealth, and it is also good news for the biological field of the Savior's territory. Many biological research institutions will settle here to thoroughly study everything here.
Bring more leaps to the territorial biotechnology, and new insect swarms will be born here.
Now, the Tyran Biological Research Force has preliminary ideas for creating a new insect swarm.
The Greenskin Research Institute obtained a biological ship infected with greenskin spores. Not only did they discover a special greenskin that absorbed the Tyranid gene, but they also discovered a brand new type of greenskin that absorbed the greenskin gene. Tyranids.
The "green-skinned bug" is more ferocious than ordinary bugs, and has stronger resistance and recovery capabilities.
By studying the genes in these special organisms, it may be possible to create a stronger Tyranid swarm.
Gradually.
More mechanical equipment was gradually transported into this large chamber, and the "corpse" of Leviathan's Hive Mind was also placed on the restraining device and soaked in a petri dish.
This will become the new laboratory of the great biological sage Moss.
He will stay here for many years until a new swarm is born and active, capable of production and warfare.
Of course, the new swarm also needs a controller.
A huge, heavy petri dish wrapped in oilcloth was transported in and placed in the central area of the chamber.
The rare clone in the petri dish is the new controller of the insect swarm and the uncrowned king of all insect swarms in the future.
Ron suddenly pulled off the oilcloth, exposing the bug version of Ron's clone in the petri dish.
He looked up at the shocking biotech creation in front of him.
It was a humanoid being about four meters tall, with strong and bulging muscles, and many areas of his skin covered with chitin carapace.
What is even more eye-catching is the sharp bone wings covered with chitin carapace on his back, and a faint purple spiritual light can be seen flickering.
Actually.
This clone is modeled after the male version of the Queen of Blades, but even more powerful.
And his name is——The Will of the Swarm!
This is the key to being able to control the endless insect swarm and become the insect swarm itself!
Currently, the insect version of the clone is still in the cultivation stage, and it is necessary to extract the genes of the Hive Will and the Hive Mothership for further cultivation and strengthening.
Give him control of the Hive Mothership.
To do this, you need to have a deeper understanding of Talen Biotechnology.
That may take a long time.
Fortunately, Ron has enough patience and longevity to wait, or the research speed will be faster than he imagined.
He took a deep look at the clone, then led Carter and other Thunder Guards away.
Subsequently, this chamber was sealed. Without the order of the savior, no unrelated person was allowed to approach, otherwise they would be killed without mercy!
In any case, such heretical behavior must be kept secret as much as possible.
Anyway, it is the will of the swarm that controls the swarm, and it has nothing to do with his savior, just like Luo Ge has nothing to do with his savior.
after.
Ron led the team back to the Dream, and he still had one important thing to complete...
(End of this chapter)