"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 walked on the corpses of its descendants, and these corpses touched it slightly, although it couldn't explain what was going on.
There is no need or possibility for the existence of emotions in the hive will where all things are united. However, it squatted next to the body of a descendant, hesitated for a moment, 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.
Still, there was something in that ugly soul that it couldn't describe, a memory from long ago, from the dead who were not devoured but buried.
The 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 this at all.
It stood up and stepped over the body, the death caused by the intruder only further igniting the rage 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 broken exoskeletons everywhere.
despite this. He was still struggling to get rid of the horrible thing on his body. Although the emotion of "admiration" did not exist in its mind, it still felt a strange fluctuation in thinking.
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 heir had already taken off the helmet of the warrior in front of him, and the broken air 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 glitter, which made it confused. It was different from many lives it had seen in the past.
More like -
non-life.
It began to focus on exploring his mind. 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 are their intentions when they invade its territory?
Each thought it tasted had a different flavor, and as it devoured them, it read many names—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, and this thing wanted to pull it along to destroy it. This little thing... also had dangerous things stored inside, so it used its sharp claws to pull that thing out of his body. The chest was removed.
After that, it leaned forward and grabbed his struggling head. The other gene stealers holding captives fled in despair, leaving it alone to face the injured enemy.
It stared into his eyes, completely ignoring the opponent's fists that struck 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, it's not desire, it's hope, connected with that last name. Hope together.
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 could give birth to more children.
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 tense, and it roared to the sky with excitement. The roar seemed to be pouring out the joy in its heart.
Yes, these invaders came at just the right time, and they 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 on the back of 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 knowledge about aliens. Enough reserves.
But he was also startled by this huge beast at first, which was at least twice as big as a regular nest owner!
Perhaps this is related to the fact that the hulk has been in the subspace for a long time, and maybe this hive owner has been contaminated by some kind of subspace pollution - the relationship between the Tyranids and the subspace is still a controversial topic in the academic world, and the 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 doesn't end there. Under normal circumstances, a beast of this level can only be dealt with by a heavy mecha group. However, it is not easy to locate such an elusive thing in a hulk, and once dispersed, it can be easily defeated individually.
Of course, there is an optimal solution -
Astartes.
But Deejay Katona could not bear to share such a precious wealth with others.
