The heavy pupil flickered strangely in the eye sockets, and there was a faint one after another black line in the black glow. Yarlin stood on the empty deck, raised his foot to the side of the ship, and looked down at the sea. The reflected silhouette, the smell of blood lingering in the sea breeze still remains in the nose.
Black's silk thread trembled back into the palm of his hand and penetrated into the skin. Both of his hands tightly pinched the gunwale, and his nails cut out a row of finger holes because of his force. Staring at the black stripes on the left hand.
He is very familiar with this weird pattern, and he has firmly remembered almost every line pattern in his heart. It is Asturboer (the real body of the brood) living in him within the The body symbiosis proves that the huge nest under the 153 branch base can only be regarded as the extended outline of the mother's nest. It is a reflection of his reality in this World, and the gene fragment containing the truly complete pheromone is still hidden in Yallin. In a certain genetic chain of China, and can never be divided and separated.
Of course, this is only the interpretation of the brood's translation in Yarlin's understanding. In fact, the brood is definitely not a low-end species sequence such as pheromone or gene fragments, and Yarlin is symbiosis by the brood From that moment on, the essence of his body was already beyond the scope of human beings, and the double helix DNA chain had long been contaminated and transformed into something that could not be described and understood by his knowledge.
Even the vocabulary of the definition of "things" itself is just a vague concept that's all in a broad sense.
The spiral pattern on the left hand must represent an implicit and profound password in Yarlin's guess, rather than a random symbiosis signature or a simple stamp. Yarlin stared at the back of his hand. The squirming of his tattoo makes him feel like cells in his whole body, no, not cells, but genes and soul have been broken up. The outside of his whole person is just a body that is still pretending to be running, and something is going on inside. A weird recombination, and the genetic chain seems to be mixed into an Orochi end to end, Orochi's mouth spit out a slippery egg, which is condensing strangely in the palm of his hand.
Everything can't be explained with words, it seems to be just a fantasy that is being presented in his mind, but Yarlin clear comprehension realized that this is not a fantasy, it is something that is happening in him within the body on a microscopic level.
The texture of the back of the hand originally showed a progressive spiral texture, like a circle of dark waves that are excited from the middle to the surroundings, and it seems to start from five dark nails and move towards the center. The numerous roots and vines of the spreading and converging trees are connected into a black ring.
The black ring is obviously still, but it gives people the illusion of being like a living thing. The breath is connected to a rare beast's nest, which is gloomy and cold.
On the opposite side of the back of the hand facing the ring, a black vertical line splits the texture of the entire palm into two.
The black line, the ring is positive and negative, one vertical eye is one vertical eye, one vertical eye, closed tightly, just like the shape of the deepest part of Yarlin's eye pupil.
This is the original pattern, and at the moment in Yarlin's eyes, the cold lair is awakening, the closed vertical eyes are opening little by little, and countless black patterns are creeping, not limited to Yarlin. The palms and arms of Yarlin began to poke out a cold and huge body from the lair like a serpentine python, and began to move towards Yarlin's arms, neck, back, and chest.
If you peel off the cover of your clothes, you will be able to see a cold and mysterious snake tattoo covering Yarlin's whole body. It looks lifelike and looks like it comes directly from the flesh and blood, full of an evil monster. The beauty of dark suffocation is as if he himself is a walking person entangled by black python. A pitch-black snake head extends from the back to the side of the neck and protrudes a nodded skull, showing only one eyeball. It actually gives people a sense of activity, as if there is really a living creature peeping through the eyes of this World.
The outline of the tattoo reveals a black air, like a faintly discernible Orochi hidden in the black mist, breathing in, and the cold killing intent swallows all around light and twists it, far away Looking at it, Yarlin seemed to be shrouded in the collapse of a black hole, extremely dark.
Yarlin took a deep breath. There seemed to be countless fragmented genetic chains in front of him, and then in the darkness of dead silence, the information of choice appeared in his consciousness. It was a choice:
Similar to the upgrade of the game characters, the moment in front of Yarlin is also a decision point. Of course, there is no type of myriad in the game, there are only two options-"individual" or "Legion".
Looking at the literal, Yarlin can roughly guess the difference between the two. He moved towards with some hesitation. Look at the following:
Swallow: swallow all flesh and become himself Nutrients for growth.
Transformation: Transform the dead flesh and blood into your own servants, and strengthen the basic qualities of the servants themselves. (Basic qualities refer to three-dimensional attributes, strength, agility, and physique.) The servant has simple thinking skills.
Assimilation: You can extract the flesh and blood essence or specific life magnetic field of the same type of lifeform, strengthen your own physical fitness, and can analyze the muscle memory of the same type of lifeform, and load part of the biological information on yourself. (The extraction effect depends on the degree of fit and preservation of the same category.)
Sharing: Sharing the five sense information of any slave, without distance limitation, and irreplaceable manipulation.
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 growth, Vice Admiral's nest gradually Evolve into terrifying bases and fortresses.
"Swallowing, transforming, drawing, sharing, brood, these are the capabilities of a complete brood, and the selection of individuals or Legion in the first stage of breaking seeds means that the individual is more Tend to the direction and category of the next evolutionary selection of these abilities."
If you want to give up, you will get something!
Yarlin understood this very early. He looked down at the bottomless sea, as if through his own reflection, he could see the huge shadows cruising deep under the sea, and his eyebrows gradually became firmer. When he got up, he swiftly responded in his heart: "Legion!"
Legion: A person is a Legion!
Under the choice, the words drawn abruptly fall into the shadows, which means that they are closed and frozen, and will no longer be improved and evolved. Others "swallow", "share", "transform" and "breast" The related comments of "are beginning to change, and are about to unlock the true direction of their evolution towards the category of Legion…