Charles couldn't explain why he went to talk to that guy, but when their consciousnesses touched together before, he felt some kind of emotion that was almost human, or that was once close to human emotion.
He suddenly realized the horror of this, and couldn't help but feel a chill that went deep into his bones.
"You can't win! We have come to your door with fire and blades. Your lair has been nailed to the void. We will remove every trace of your abominable race from the void, even if you There's no point hiding in the reactor, this hulk will eventually burn to ashes."
At first, he wasn't sure if those words would actually have any effect on the beast.
But soon, the thing let out a roar full of malice, and at the same time a large number of images flooded into Charles's mind, constantly inserting into his consciousness like an awl.
He stepped back, almost consumed by the sheer viciousness.
In the blink of an eye, the nest owner rushed out from the hiding place and bumped into him while he was retreating.
In the violent impact, its middle two limbs were inserted into Ciel's chest armor, and the top two sharp claws tightly hooked his armor.
The Predator was unsteady under the weight, and just as the creature was about to rip his face off with its fangs, Ciel raised the ax handle and jammed the weapon into the monster's mouth.
The beast struggled to bite off the weapon, its corrosive saliva dripping onto the armor to form patches of mist.
During the struggle, the alien stared at him so closely that his eyes seemed to pop out.
Ciel tried to close his consciousness and use the skills he learned when he was a recruit to erect consciousness barriers. However, as soon as he erected these barriers, the monster destroyed them all.
This thing was more powerful than any creature he had ever seen before.
"What the hell are you!?"
Charles gritted his teeth and said, but there was no response. Those images were still flapping his consciousness, like moths attached to a light bulb.
Suddenly, he saw a hall full of twisted icons, filled with voices and debauched people, and a man sitting on a throne.
No, that's not a person, but... something else.
Purple skin, hazy gauze, elegant limbs, disgustingly sweet smell——
As he began to understand its meaning, hatred filled his heart.
demon!
This nest owner has been infected by the power of the enemy!
Now it all made sense, that incredible psychic energy, and that emotion that shouldn't belong to the Zerg.
The nest master seemed to sense Ciel's disgust, biting his weapon while letting out a vague and angry scream.
Then, a sharp claw scratched across the armor, causing Ciel to feel a sting.
The monster's thoughts took advantage of his pain and gradually penetrated into the depths of his mind, causing him to feel a blur of consciousness.
At this critical moment, a wave of cold emotion suddenly surged up, swallowing up all other thoughts in his consciousness.
Nameless rage filled his consciousness, and it wasn't just rage, it was reason as well.
"Nosy old guy——"
Ciel made a vague sound, knowing that it was the Pale Wanderer who had taken action again.
With the servo groaning, Ciel exerted force and directly lifted the beast. Then, with a roar, he threw the thing towards the statue where it was squatting before.
With a loud noise, the alien hit the base of the statue and fell to the ground motionless.
The pain in Ciel's mind began to dissipate. He shook his head, trying to drive away the feeling, and charged forward with his ax raised.
He will end it all here, he will complete his mission, and no other brothers will die here.
The saw teeth of the battle ax rotated in the roar, and then swung forward, heading straight for the nest master——
Then the other party moved away.
At the last moment before the tomahawk hit it, the thing opened one eye and quickly flashed aside.
Ciel couldn't tell whether the guy was pretending to be dead or was really stunned. In short, it was no longer in the attack path of the tomahawk, and the unlucky sculpture received the heavy blow.
In an instant, the bottom of the statue was smashed into rubble, and Ciel turned around.
He drew out the bolter hanging on his thigh and locked onto the hive master.
The guy was crouching not far away, as if waiting for him. Just when he was about to pull the trigger, a sound of breaking stones came to Ciel's ears, and the proximity alarm in the armor also sounded. stand up.
"What--"
Ciel looked up and suddenly realized his mistake, and also realized that the nest master was more cunning than he expected.
This is a trap.
The statue whose base was damaged collapsed and fell on top of him. The huge weight pinned him to the ground.
The power armor creaked under the heavy pressure, and the sensor alarms kept coming from his ears. Ciel tried to push himself up with his hands, but the result was cracks in the ground. His armor even deformed under the huge impact. Take shape. Ciel then tried hard to push the statue away from his body, but to no avail, as if even the ancient armor had accepted the fate of failure.
His foe let out a satisfied neigh, and the hive master stared at him with blood-red eyes, his stinging tongue sticking out of his mouth to taste the air.
Finally, when it was sure that Ciel could no longer run away, it began to crawl forward, its eyes staring at him all the time.
He knew that this guy was enjoying his impending death.
The Chief Predator was pinned to the ground, watching helplessly as the Nest Master slowly approached. The hateful face seemed to show the joy of victory - it was obvious that it was enjoying this moment.
Ciel also tried to connect to the communicator, but it was damaged unnecessarily. Therefore, alone and helpless, he could only struggle against the weight of the statue, trying to pull his arm out.
If he could touch his gun, he might have a chance.
But he felt that the monster would definitely not give him the chance to do this. The anger that made him violent and impulsive had long been extinguished by reality. Now he knew exactly what his fate would be - he would be I paid the price for my recklessness before.
"Come on, you freak!"
Charles said contemptuously:
"Come on."
He shifted his weight and tried one last time to lift the statue aside.
"If you have the guts, come here and take away my life! But I promise, not a single one of you and your bastard descendants will be left alive!"
The nest master stopped and looked at him carefully, as if he was amused.
Then it moved forward, its eyes fixed on Ciel's face, the chief predator still struggling.
Even if he has no hope of survival now, even if he is going to die under this statue, he will never give up.
Ciel would not give in to the monster in front of him.
