Colonial Suit

Chapter 430: Secrets

“The Lomisks possess the ability to manipulate machines. They hide within the mechanical bodies they create, making them almost impervious to harm. Moreover,” Core explained, “due to their unique silicon-based civilization, they can rebuild their bodies almost anywhere, as long as their main body remains intact. What you're holding now is the Lomisk's main body. We call it ‘Mimic,’ which means ‘Sacred Core’ in ancient Lomisk.”

“Mimic?”

Blood Eye repeated the word softly, examining the metal block in his hand once more. The mysterious patterns on it exuded an ancient aura, so complex that it made him feel dizzy. No matter how hard Blood Eye tried, he couldn't find a single pattern. He only vaguely sensed the power contained within these patterns—an extremely powerful, mysterious, and noble power, fundamentally different from power in the general sense. Even when held by Blood Eye, this power still protected the Mimic, preventing any of Blood Eye's means, including his mental senses, from peering into its core.

After looking at it for a while, Blood Eye gave up on this futile attempt and directly asked Core, “How do I communicate with it?”

“The Lomisks are knowledgeable, and they understand almost all the languages in this universe. When they have a mechanical shell, they can communicate with you directly. But if only the main body remains, then you can only use the Lomisk's advanced language,” Core replied. “That is the language of silicon-based life, somewhat similar to energy passwords. You cannot directly communicate with it no matter what. Only through my decoding can you contact it.”

“You can decode its language?” Blood Eye immediately became interested. “Then do it and let me know what it wants.”

To Blood Eye's surprise, Core fell silent after he made this request. After a while, it suddenly said, “Warning! This action involves the First Sequence Rule. The host must recognize that this action may harm the interests of the Crodir civilization.”

“What!?”

Blood Eye was shocked.

He never expected that the request he made would involve the First Sequence Rule! This… how was this possible?

Blood Eye couldn't be more clear about what the First Sequence was. This was the absolute rule he had been in contact with since he obtained the Colony Armor. This set of rules protected him and also constrained Core's behavior. It could be said that without this set of rules, he would not have been able to get to where he was today. He would have been eaten by Core or the Colony Armor long ago.

This was a set of rules that had not yet been revealed to Blood Eye, its content was mysterious and supreme. It was evident from Core's reluctance to violate it at any time. But Blood Eye didn't expect it to have other meanings.

He noticed Core's description: ‘This action may harm the interests of the Crodir.’

This indicated that the First Sequence Rule not only included protection for the Colony Armor host but also included protection for the Crodir civilization. However, Blood Eye was not concerned about these, but rather… why would his actions harm the interests of the Crodir?

Could it be that just a single communication would be so serious?

The wind gradually picked up in the sky. Blood Eye's expression became serious. After thinking for a while, he said to Core, “I need a detailed explanation to ensure that my actions do not violate the interests of the Crodir.”

“Request confirmed,” Core replied. “This involves a secret of the Crodir. The host must guarantee not to mention it to any being outside the Crodir at any time or place. Otherwise, you will be severely punished by the First Sequence.”

“Yes, I understand,” Blood Eye said solemnly, his expression even more serious. He vaguely felt that he was coming into contact with a deep past of the Crodir. Perhaps this was a secret that every Crodir conqueror knew a long time ago, but now, he was the only one who could access it.

It turned out that the Crodir and the Lomisks were not only not strangers but were very familiar with each other.

This had to start with the origin of the Crodir. Not many people knew that this once invincible fighting race that dominated the universe did not exist long ago. There was also no so-called biological civilization. Everything originated from a slave revolt that occurred during the Great Chaos. A man led a group of slaves to kill their masters and regain control of their own destiny. No one dared to mention the name of that man; people only knew that he had a prismatic mark on his body.

The man was the first ‘King’ of the Crodir. And the group of slaves he led were the first generation of conquerors of the Crodir civilization.

The King's past was mysterious and still a mystery. But the first conquerors of the Crodir remembered that he had descended to them out of thin air, wearing a magical armor. With unprecedented force, he killed the guards and then led them to conquer the entire planet. They had the first breeding nest and the first cell culture pool. Everything came from the ‘King’s’ guidance. Eventually, they created a civilization.

A civilization in the biological field that was different from any other race in the universe at that time.

The King said that the name of this civilization should be Crodir. And its eternal enemy was the slave owner who had exploited them, the most powerful race in the universe at that time, the Cosmic Aristocrats… the Lomisks.

This was the will of the Crodir, and later successors must never lift this order.

The King eventually died, and his legendary Colony Armor disappeared with him. No one knew where he got this Colony Armor from, but all Crodir knew that without this Colony Armor, there would be no Crodir civilization. Later scholars and wise men had tried to trace the origin of this Colony Armor more than once, but they never succeeded.

Finally… in an organization of the King's data, they saw a painting. It was the scene where the King led them out of the slave enclosure for the first time. The King was wearing that legendary Colony Armor at that time. In this painting, scholars were surprised to discover something completely different from later images.

That was, behind the King's Colony Armor, there was also a seemingly blurred but barely discernible mark.

A prismatic mark.

Core ended here. It didn't continue, but Blood Eye understood what it meant and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Another prismatic mark?

Could it be that… the origin of the Crodir civilization, the King's Colony Armor, was actually made by the Cosmic Aristocrats, the Lomisks? Damn it, this was too absurd. The Lomisks were silicon-based life, while the Colony Armor belonged to the category of carbon-based life from any point of view. A silicon-based life civilization developed the strongest weapon for carbon-based life. This… wasn't this a joke? (Note: The King's Colony Armor does not belong to the Crodir, so the Crodir's Colony Armor is still cultivated by themselves. But this is the introduction to the Crodir civilization.)

For a moment, Blood Eye almost thought he was hallucinating. But Core's voice was still echoing in his mind, making him realize that this was the truth.

What a terrible guess… After listening to Core's explanation, Blood Eye finally understood why this matter was listed as the First Sequence. The origin of a civilization, no matter how much importance was attached to it, was not excessive. And most importantly, the order issued by the first King.

Eternal enemy!

If this guess was true, then this order would have some unusual meaning… Blood Eye couldn't help but think, but he knew that this was no longer the scope he should consider. Such a big secret, even if he was a Comet-level at this moment, he could not bear it.

In the strong wind, he looked at the prismatic metal block in his hand with a complicated expression and said softly, “So, my most correct choice now is to destroy it?”

“According to the First Sequence, the host has complete autonomy. But any information that may involve the origin of the Crodir civilization will be recorded,” Core replied. At the end, it was silent for a while and reminded, “In addition, if you violate the order of the first King in the process of contacting these secrets, the First Sequence will regard you as a traitor.”

Traitor!?

Blood Eye suddenly gasped. This was a severe term he had never heard before. With the Colony Armor's style of doing things, he almost didn't need to think about what the consequences of becoming a traitor would be.

When he looked at the metal block again, Blood Eye's eyes had changed.

He was just an ordinary person who came out of the apocalypse, and his only goal was to survive. What about the origin of the Crodir civilization? What about the mysterious origin of the first King? Although Blood Eye was curious, once these threatened his life, Blood Eye's only response was one.

Taking a deep breath, Blood Eye's hair suddenly fluttered, and an invisible aura emanated from his body. Blood Eye's eyes became extremely sharp in an instant.

He didn't want to pursue any more secrets. Let such a heavy burden be buried in the long river of time forever. Since it had disappeared into the universe, it shouldn't appear at this moment, let alone be caught by him.

Since everything had already happened, it could only be said that it was unlucky.

A cold light flashed in Blood Eye's eyes, and his right hand rose with black flames.

In the next moment, he twisted his fingers into a knife and stabbed the metal block.

The metal block suddenly burst out with dazzling blue light, and all the mysterious patterns glowed brightly at the same time, emitting a powerful force to stop Blood Eye. But how could that be possible? With a strange crisp sound, Blood Eye's right hand penetrated the surface of the metal block and sank deeply into it.

Fist Strength… Detonation!

The black flames all over his body flared up, and Blood Eye's power erupted, about to shatter the metal block! But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he actually stopped…

He saw a scene he never dreamed of.

At the part where he broke the metal block, at the edge of the hole pierced by his palm, a trace of bright red liquid was slowly oozing out…

That was a familiar liquid to Blood Eye.

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