Chapter 1231 Dark Nest
“Show me the final visual record of Team 5.”
“Yes, Great Sage! The picture is being transmitted!”
Soon, the data was uploaded to the visual processor in Deejay Katona’s mind, and what came face to face was the terrifying silhouette——
It was walking on the corpses of his descendants, These corpses slightly touched it, although it couldn't explain what was going on.
There is no need or possibility for emotions to exist in the hive will where all things are unified. However, it squatted next to the body of a descendant, hesitated, stretched out its paws and gently stroked the body.
All things will eventually die, all things will be swallowed up, become part of the whole, and eventually gain new forms and new meanings.
It knows and accepts all this because there is no other way.
Despite this, there is still something in that ugly soul that it cannot describe, a memory from long ago, from the dead who were not devoured but buried.
This memory gradually emerges from the gestalt rhythm, spreading but disappearing before it is fully revealed.
It sees many faces and hears many names, but it cannot fully understand them.
Of course, it doesn't mind at all.
It stood up and stepped over the corpse. The death caused by the intruder only further ignited the anger in the monster's heart.
This ambush was not as successful as the previous four, and the prey fled deeper into its territory, remaining unyielding despite being wounded.
It kept flexing its claws and walked towards the struggling gene thieves hugging a group in front.
Although there is no hope now, the red life is still fighting.
His weapons were either missing or ineffective, and his armor was in disrepair, with broken cables and damaged exoskeletons everywhere.
Nevertheless. He was still struggling to get rid of the horrible thing clinging to him. Although the emotion of "admiration" did not exist in its mind, it still felt a strange thought fluctuation.
It bent down and looked at the captured intruder.
It studied the enemy, its arms lightly gliding across the ground.
He is very tenacious. Even if all the others of his kind around him are torn to pieces, he still keeps shooting until his weapons and ammunition are exhausted and he is surrounded by swarms of insects.
Its offspring had already taken off the helmet of the warrior in front of him, and the broken gas pipe was spitting out air, and was thrown aside along with the helmet.
It picked up the helmet, played with it with its paws, then looked at the soldier, and flattened the helmet with a force of its arm, making a sharp sound of metal twisting.
There was almost no flesh visible on the face of that thing. It was either metal or some kind of sequins, which puzzled it. It was different from the many lives it had seen in the past.
More like——
non-life.
It began to focus on exploring his thinking. It didn't know what this ability was called, but it knew how to use it.
It picked out the thoughts in his mind and examined them one by one, as if playing with the petals of a flower. It wanted to know why they were here.
What did they want when they broke into its territory?
Every thought it tasted had a different flavor, and as it devoured these thoughts, it read many names. ——These are the names of the intruders. It knows that a name is a very useful thing. A name is like a key, which can open the shackles to the heart. With a name, it can weaken the willpower of its prey.
Then, it grabbed hold of a dangerous thought. This thing wanted to pull it to destruction. This little thing also had dangerous things stored inside, so it used its claws to pull that thing away from him. The chest was removed.
After that, it leaned forward and grabbed his struggling head. The other gene thieves holding captives fled in despair, leaving it alone to face the injured enemy.
It stared into his eyes, completely ignoring the opponent's fists and tapping its chest carapace in vain.
There is another name deep in the captive's mind, which tastes his resistance, and... something else, another desire... No, no, not desire, but hope, and That last name connected with hope.
It was an extremely huge world, with incredible machinery and countless lives. Huge furnaces kept spewing thick smoke into the sky towards the volcano, and corrosive rivers outlined traces of marks on the earth. , exaggerated cities and towers occupy the entire continent.
A brand new world, a world completely different from its territory, a world that can give birth to more heirs.
It felt an unprecedented excitement, and could not even control its muscles to exert force instantly, crushing the metal skeleton instantly with unstoppable strange force.
The next moment, the dead body slipped from its claws and fell to the ground with a loud sound.
Its throat was tight, and it roared to the sky excitedly. The roar seemed to express its inner joy.
Yes, these invaders came at just the right time. It had a new, unprecedented thought and idea -
". Such a huge nest owner seems to have some powerful spiritual power. "
The moment the image disappeared, the interface behind Deejay Katona's head twitched involuntarily. Observing such a terrifying beast from a first-person perspective is really a test for the ordinary person's spirit. , fortunately he has enough reserves of alien knowledge.
However, he was startled by this huge beast at first, which was at least twice the size of a regular nest owner!
Perhaps this is related to the fact that the hulk has been in the subspace for a long time. Maybe this hive owner is contaminated with some kind of subspace pollution - the relationship between the Tyranids and the subspace is still a major controversy in the academic world. Topics and related fields are still blank.
Alpha G67M's self-destruction program was interrupted, which to some extent confirmed that the opponent must have some kind of psychic power.
The problem is not just that. Under normal circumstances, a beast of this level can only be solved by dispatching a heavy mechanized group. However, it is not easy to locate such an elusive thing in a hulk, and once it is dispersed, it will It's easy to be defeated individually.
Of course, there is an optimal solution -
Astartes.
But Deejay Katona could not bear to share such a precious wealth with others.
The sage slowly issued the command. The delicate mechanical fibers spread out from the back of his head and swayed. They were like the feeding tendrils of a cuttlefish in the air filled with data. Navigating, filtering, filing and cross-referencing readings from space and parameters from dozens of other variables, powering the powerful logic engine in his mind.
In a few seconds, Deejay Katona shreds all the data and cuts the future into various possibilities, vetoes or evolves these probabilities, and then repeats the cycle to get the most accurate results reduced to a single certainty.
However, the answer is slippery, and countless virtual data are like elusive prey for him to elusive.
Just when he had a headache, the Lord of Detection suddenly made an uneasy sound.
"Great Sage, a fleet has been detected approaching, and the target is identified as Mars!"
(End of this chapter)