Chapter 2838 The Tyranne Stranger
“Is this a Tyranne?”
In the Fire-Bathing Side Hall of the Phoenix Palace, Soshiyang, wearing a long robe, stared at the four Phoenix Forbidden Soldiers with a surprised look on his face. The people in the middle then looked at Veronica, who was wearing a wide-sleeved dress next to her.
“They are not mistaken, right?”
Veronica chuckled and said:
"I didn't believe it at first, but that's what it said itself. After inspection, the druids also confirmed that it has a high degree of similarity with the Tyranids' genetic sequence, and it can basically be concluded that it is the same species."
"Hiss"
Soshiyang took a breath, walked down the steps, came to this thing and looked at it carefully.
At first glance, it looks like it evolved from some kind of reptile. It is almost three meters tall. It is covered with blue-gray skin with thick scales. Its lower body is that of some kind of quadruped, with four stocky and strong legs. And a tail with raised scales, two short spines extending from the back to the end of the tail, and the abdomen is covered with some kind of scarlet device, making it look like it has a big red belly. The upper body is approximately human-shaped, with two With strong arms, a breathing mask originally covering the face has been removed, revealing an animalistic face and sharp teeth protruding from the gums. Two small white eyes contain cunning wisdom and fear, and the back of the neck is covered with metal. The nail plate is always connected to some kind of raised device on the back.
Soshyan walked around it twice, but still could not see any trace of it having anything to do with Tyranids. It even used technological items, although gene stealers would also use them, but gene stealing The characteristics of the Tyranid creature are still very obvious.
Could this also be a parasitic type of gene stealer?
Or maybe some kind of alien infected by gene stealers?
Later, Soshyan picked up a photo, which was of the Tyranid Tyrant chained to an anatomy frame.
"Is that you up here?"
The beast blinked, looked at the photo in Soshyan's hand, and then answered in a slightly weird but clear Ada language. Road:
"It's me."
Soshyan walked across from him and placed the photo next to its face.
"Really?"
"Yes."
As he said that, he turned his head and glanced at the tyrant.
"At that time, I was still relatively thin."
Soshiyang suddenly laughed. This thing actually had a bit of humor. He didn't even believe that this thing was a Tyron.
“This is not you.”
“You said it is not me?”
“No.”
"I said it's not me, how could such a brainless beast be me."
Soshyan threw away the photo, and the thing burned into smoke in mid-air.
"Then what exactly are you?" "Back to His Majesty the Phoenix King, I am an archivist, a free treasure hunter and mercenary."
"I It means, your race.”
The self-proclaimed archivist was silent for a moment, then replied:
“Once a Tyran.”
“Hiss, I didn’t understand what you said, what does it mean to have been a Tyran? ? Can your race still change at any time? "
"This is not difficult to understand. I was indeed created by the Hive Mind and was once controlled by its pheromones, but a Good luck allowed me to break away from this shackles. I was able to examine myself, think, fight, and develop the power of my soul. Naturally, I was unwilling to exist as a tool anymore and returned to the digestion tank as a human being. A puddle of biomass, so I escaped and started living for myself. I started learning about various civilizations in the galaxy and became fascinated by it. I named myself Archivist because this is my goal, to record what exists now. , or the traces of those civilizations that once existed, and build my big museum.”
After listening, Soshyan became even more curious.
"You escaped from the control of the insect hive? You seem to have mastered psychic powers? Why did the Tyranids create unstable existences like you?"
"Because its brainless beasts do nothing but devour and fight. Useless, but we are different. Even if we are controlled by pheromones, we can still think and learn. We can communicate with other races, act as ambassadors and intelligence agents, and use the minimum consumption to disintegrate all resistance on the path of the insect nest. We It is a creature that fights with wisdom."
Soshiyang nodded thoughtfully and whispered:
"But wisdom is a forbidden fruit. Once it is swallowed, it cannot be eaten again. You are willing to be manipulated, but why are there almost no records about you, whether it is the Empire or Ada?"
"After a collective awakening, I planned an operation with other people of the same kind who were interested in independence. He used a unique method to attract the attention of the Human Empire, allowing the fleet to be discovered in advance, and then fabricated false information that the human defense was weak to lure the fleet into launching a general attack in advance. As a result, the Tyran fleet was defeated by the well-prepared Human Empire. After being crushed, we took advantage of the chaotic opportunity to escape from the control of the Hive Mind. However, after escaping, we were also hunted by the human empire. We could only disperse, leaving a regular meeting place. According to human chronology, , that should have been during the M38 period, which was three thousand years ago. It was probably because of this behavior that the Hive Mind completely realized that we were uncontrollable, and then changed its strategy and used gene stealers, which were weaker, but A more stable and better-controlled 'agent' has proven to be an extremely effective strategy."
"No wonder, the first contact with Tyranids in the imperial records was five hundred years ago. Obviously, there was no concept of Tyranids in any contact before that."
Soshiyan then surrounded the archivist I turned around, but something still felt wrong.
“If you are really created by Tyranids, why are your physical makeup so different? There are no claws, no tentacles, no chitin carapace. Does the Hive know to disguise itself so as not to be exposed in advance?”
< br>At this time, Veronica also came over and said:
"The Arch Druid Ivan Panog said a situation. A considerable part of its genes still have a distinct relationship with the Tyranid sequence. Based on this difference, Wampanog came up with a conjecture that it was indeed made by Tyranid using biomass. Therefore, in terms of 'material', it is indeed Tyranid, but its structure is likely to come from a kind of Tyranid. Tyran 'copied' the creatures that Lun swallowed using biomass according to the template of that creature, so this completely different physiological structure was formed."
"That makes sense."
Soshiyang looked back at the archivist.
"Seeing that you have been very calm since you came here, are you sure that we will not hurt you?"
The archivist replied in a sullen voice:
" I also know a lot about the Ada. As long as they are not the sadists in Comoros, most Ada can actually be called friendly, at least compared to humans. Whether it is an Ark Ada or a Savage Ada, You will not attack a stranger who is not hostile at will. Your moral standards are still considered high in this galaxy.”
"Ha."
Soshiyang smiled and said to his left and right:
"Did you hear that? This praise person is so natural and unpretentious, no wonder he can be the messenger of Tyran. "
This thing appeared very early, in the fourth edition of Tyranid. It was suspected to have been copied later, but in recent years, gw picked it up again and specifically added it to the Blackstone Fortress running group book. , so Lao Mo arranged it by the way