Alien Domination

With a domineering and arrogant posture, the unrivaled first-generation queen violently appeared and swept the entire battlefield. After the violent mutant aliens that dared not attack it after all, the first-generation queen flew down the center of the battlefield. After a lap, he stopped on a flame-out cruiser.

It looks like you are tired and want to take a break. In fact, the clear picture tells everyone that the first queen has other purposes.

The vine tentacles all over its body clung to the hull, and more tiny tentacles grew from the tentacles, and then spread along the hull.

The black tentacles, like liquid, flowed swiftly along the uneven hull.

Obviously, countless tentacles have not found a breakthrough.

The warships manufactured by the Silver Dragon Empire may not be considered as excellent in terms of attack and defense performance.

But they can still do the most basic sealing.

But this is not a problem. Obviously, she wants to penetrate her tentacles into the battleship. Even if the first generation queen doesn't need to slam the tentacles violently, she can still pierce through the canned battleship.

The top of the soft tentacles began to secrete dark green mucus.

It was a bit more overbearing than the corrosive blood of the alien, the mucus disappeared as soon as it stuck to the metal ship hull.

Before the corrosion holes appeared, the tentacles of the first queen had already penetrated.

Outside the ship, more spreading tentacles stopped.

And inside the battleship, the tiny tentacles quickly split into more tentacles, and began to spread rapidly along the interior of the battleship.

"Tell them not to move."

No one knew what the original queen wanted to do. When the super brain showed the scene inside the cruiser, it saw the tentacles passing by the zenith pipe above a mechanic’s head, and did not attack the human being. King Roco hurriedly The order was issued underground.

The voice of the super brain began to ring inside the cruiser.

"A special alien tentacles invaded the interior of the battleship, the purpose of which is currently unknown."

"It did not show the intention to attack. The highest commander of the fleet, King Roco, ordered that no one actively attacked the tentacles."

"Once again, this is a first-level order, and no one may violate it."

"King Roco has authorized the supreme authority of the Super Brain. When it finds that anyone has the intention to disobey the order, the Super Brain has the right to control the firepower inside the battleship."

When the soft and pleasant voice of the super intellectual brain sounded, everyone inside the cruiser felt their hair frightened.

At this time, someone noticed the early queen's tentacles spreading rapidly inside the battleship.

In the machine control compartment, the mechanic who was performing routine maintenance, raised his head subconsciously when he heard the voice of the super brain.

When he saw the large number of tentacles on his head spreading like the hands of the devil, his body suddenly stiffened, and he subconsciously stretched his hands to the work belt on his waist.

No firearms are worn. There are strict requirements for the wearing of firearms inside battleships, especially large battleships.

A mechanic, obviously does not have such authority, or qualification.

There are various maintenance tools on his work belt.

The cold combination tool handle, coupled with the repeated voice of the super brain, did not let fear completely control his thinking.

Not daring to move, even holding his breath.

The mechanic watched as the tiny tentacles got into the pipes, conduits, and even the room temperature control equipment.

Standing on the spot blankly, cold sweat came down.

No matter what the tentacles want to do, the mechanic who can't do anything can only stand in place like a statue and dare not move.

Spreading all the way forward, the various pipes and conduits interconnected inside the battleship made the tentacles almost spread to all the cabins of the entire battleship in the shortest time.

In the main control room, depressed and silent.

Whether serving as the sub-ship of this warship, or other more staff.

They were full of fear, quietly maintaining the previous posture, looking at the tentacles that drilled out of the main control cabin ceiling pipe fence, no one dared to make any changes.

Not only are they afraid of the terror tentacles covered with slime, they are also afraid of the tiny particle cannons that may shoot high-energy laser beams from every corner of the main control ship at any time.

The super brain does not make jokes with humans, even if it has "humor" programming in its memory.

At this juncture, it will certainly not show off its talent for humor.

No one dares to make any abnormal actions, because it only obeys instructions and does not do too many thinking, reasoning and judgments. As long as it believes that a certain human action may provoke the horrible tentacles, then it will definitely use High-energy laser rays penetrate someone's head with precision.

It spreads and climbs rapidly on the zenith.

The tentacles ignored the presence of everyone in the main control room. In only a few seconds, countless tiny tentacles drifted down the observation window, and then crawled over the main console.

The body can tremble as if it is electrified, and the humans who are sitting in front of the main console responsible for different tasks are about to collapse.

No matter who sees the disgusting and terrifying tentacles in front of him quickly drifting away, how many people can remain calm.

"Don't move, don't move."

"No matter what it wants to do, obviously, its goal is not us."

"So, don't disturb it with any changes or screams."

The sub-ship's fairly calm voice rang in the main control room.

The staff who almost jumped to flee, resisted fear and did not move.

It's just that some of them are more timid and closed their eyes directly.

The tiny tentacles drilled into the integrated main console along the gap at the bottom of the button.

However, after a few seconds, the super-brain voice that has been repeating, only halfway through a sentence, stopped abruptly.

"There is a communication connection request. It is controlling our battleship to send a communication connection request."

The person in charge of the communication was a younger and older woman, and she suddenly exclaimed, who had been fairly calm.

"Where is the signal interval?"

The second ship was taken aback for a moment, and then asked hurriedly.

"I can't make a mistake about the signal zone of the alien ruler, because now the correspondent of every warship, from the reconnaissance ship to the main ship, strictly requires the signal zone number of the alien ruler to be memorized."

The correspondent responded without thinking.

The second ship's eyes lit up, and he didn't say anything.

On the virtual light screen projection, the communication screen that is requesting connection has been displayed.

After waiting for several minutes, the communication connection request screen disappeared.

Instead, there is crazy and changing information.

From the fleet rules to the operation of communication equipment, from the information of various weapons to the introduction of the engine of the battleship, the massive data stored in the brains of the battleship almost flickers at a crazy frequency.

After just a few glances, most of the people present felt dizzy.