The curtain call of a drama usually means the beginning of another drama.
The blue wall skin fell piece by piece, and the sieve-like slag pounded and piled up on the root of the wall. The periphery of the tube building was completely enclosed, and the iron fences stood up and connected with the concrete wall. The space will be planned and constructed into a new building.
In the tube building.
There are still traces of blood coagulation everywhere, and Yarlin is standing alone in the room, with five fingers spread out in the palm of his hand and countless black threads are twisted and condensed strangely.
This is a strictly hexagonal cylindrical body. One end is a hexagonal incision, and the other end is the bottom of a closed hexagonal pyramid. It is composed of three identical prisms.
"Honeycomb!"
Yarlin squinted. This weird thing is 90% similar to his honeycomb. The only difference is that it is in every prismatic honeycomb. The tentacles of the black hand stretched out and wriggled, swallowing as if breathing, and countless honeycombs of the same structure were spinning strangely, and the black light flashing like ink.
"Nest of the brood!"
Yarlin muttered to himself, he could feel an intimate connection with the thing in his hand, this thing that seemed to be in perfect harmony is him Part of itself.
Or to be more precise, Asturger extended to the lair where reality had invaded.
There was a mixture of information in my mind, and the cerebral cortex uncontrollably transmitted excitement commands. Yarlin squinted his eyes and looked at the ground under his feet. Suddenly the palm of his hand fell, and the brood seed issued "si The sound of living creatures "si" slowly fell to the ground. The moment of contact with the earth, the quiet breath suddenly disappeared and replaced by a raging breath of violent greed.
chi chi ....
Countless black tentacles stretched out from the nest and turned into sharp knives to cut the ground, and then stretched out like growing roots Into the earth, it grows crazily at a speed visible to naked eye, while the structure in the earth seems to be contaminated and transformed by some kind of black ink.
Under the ground out of sight, the soil properties of the ground under this foot have changed irreversibly, from earth-yellow to black, from inanimate dead things to weird Living body, the black creeping movement is swallowing and spreading towards the outside, the underground space is getting bigger and bigger, and the all around soil wall is full of mottled and messy weird "soil" slowly infiltrating all around and then connecting together, like a one A blanket of fungus covering the sky.
This fungus blanket has the same characteristics as a virus, it will continue to divide, grow and reproduce, and it will invade the earth all the time to absorb and modify the structure of the ground, and swallow all the substances in the soil into nutrients for delivery to the brood .
In the dark space, countless black tentacles are condensed in midair. The scene that appeared in the Yarlin palm just now is reappearing at this moment, but the size of this scale has been enlarged hundreds of thousands of times. Nests with a hexagonal structure were constructed, and each prismatic hive was a lot taller than Yarlin.
The cracked opening under his foot turned into a black fungus blanket. Yarlin felt a cold and soft feeling when he stepped on it. He stepped on it and stepped into the darkness.
The internal space has stopped expanding, and it seems that it has temporarily reached a limit. Yarlin looked up at the huge nest in front of him, looking thoughtful and walked in from a prismatic honeycomb.
"Mother nest: Astur's projection reality, using countless black touches to transform reality into its nest, drawing nutrients from the earth all the time for growth, and in the process of growing Vice Admiral's nest Gradually evolve into terrifying bases and fortresses."
According to the feedback in his mind, Yarlin licked his lips and looked towards the inside of the lair. Inside, there are dazzling dark pipes, curved, and straight. The ring shape is like countless precisely arranged tunnels, and the other end of the tunnel is connected to the road leading to the next prismatic honeycomb.
"The labyrinth nest, the inexhaustible tunnel, only one can go to the deepest part of the nest."
Yarlin reached out his hand and touched the tunnel, and the touch was incredible. His fingertips began to slip away with a slight force, and his heart immediately burst into a single thought "It is the ability to slip fruit!"
He thoughts move, and the silent tunnel under his feet began to creep strangely , Like a self-dragging track, took him all the way towards the deepest part of the brood.
The deepest part of the brood is a space the size of a football playground. The creeping fungus blanket is empty, except for a terrifying black shadow in the center. Yarlin walks into the past and is a tree-like structure. , Countless forked tentacles swayed and formed shadows behind them, like countless hairs of the female ghost in the movie being blown by the wind.
The center of the shadow is a dark ellipse, like a black egg, with a closed crack in the middle of the egg like the vertical eye of a certain creature.
"Astur's bad?" Yarlin called out tentatively.
Black's vertical eyes suddenly opened, and the cold eyes without a trace of emotion reflected Yarlin's silhouette, and the voice echoed from all directions in the entire space, as if it came from Yarlin's soul , Echoed directly in his mind.
"Yarlin, you are here!"
"Hey, meet for the first time!" Yarlin touched his eyelids, looked at each other for a moment, and his mouth suddenly grinned, showing his teeth said. with a smile: "So, did you leave my body?"
"…" Astur's bad.
"You can understand that this is the extension of our body, a part of the tissue that has been cut and separated to grow on its own, while the brain and core are still…" Yarlin eyes opened, black flashing in the eyes rays of light, his mouth seemed to be taken over by Asturber directly, speaking the answering words: "It is still this symbiotic body."
"Can you control my body?" Yarlin Licking his lips, there was no emotional change in the voice.
"It's your will, if you need it, I can help you take over the operation of your body." Without controlling Yarlin's mouth, the voice just came out of his mind, as if because of Yarlin's will The switch for this connection control has been cut off.
In fact, Yarlin has been thinking too much. The difference in life form and ideological pursuit is what Yarlin asks for absolute power. For the brood, what he needs is continuous evolution. In this process Who has the dominant role is simply not within the brood's thinking.
"So, is this eye a part of my detached organization?" Yarlin's face was a little dark, but he looked at the vertical eye, but he strayed unconsciously: "I'm considered a raw Is it a child?"
"No!" An indifferent voice came out of consciousness: "It's the whole brood!"
Yarlin stared at the monster who enveloped himself. Shadow, hehe is silent.