Zerg in the crystal wall world

As the soul ascends to the end. Mota also completed the entire process of Zerg transformation under the distortion of reality by his will.

Under the strong dual fluctuations of eleventh level soul and psionic energy, Mota broke out of his cocoon.

It can be seen that Mota at this time is slightly different from the traditional image of an insect mother with an outer bony plate, underturned forearms, and sharp spines and sharp claws. At this time, although her body was still covered with a large area of ​​insect beetles, it was also covered with large and small tentacles and eyes, making her look like a human-shaped eyeworm.

Driven by the power of his mind, Mota floated into the air. But there was no impact that swept through everything.

in contrast.

A terrible suction force erupted from Mota's body.

A large amount of life force was forcibly snatched from the surrounding insect units and filled into Mota's body.

Almost visible to the naked eye, the slurry in the division pool began to lose its luster; the originally active carpet began to wither; the nearby worker bees even died in the decay.

Siphon of life.

Even the elves with the most extreme ideas would not use the power of life so roughly. But it is the most basic application of the natural way of the insect nest.

As Mota's consciousness gradually awakened and his understanding of the natural ways of the insect hive gradually deepened, the scope and intensity of the siphon increased exponentially.

As the nearby creep tissue withered away and the guarding troops died one by one, Mota began to connect to the flesh and blood abyss itself.

This super monster, which was countless times larger than Mota and was constantly proliferating under the stimulation of thousands of external brains, could no longer sustain Mota's extraction and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"Okay, it's almost done." The master's command came from the Hive Mind, "If you continue to draw, it will affect the insect control work."

At the same time, the life force that had entered Mota's body was drawn out again under the will of a higher authority and fed back into the abyss of flesh and blood.

According to the master's perception, Mota's cell activity is far from reaching its limit. According to this estimate, when Mota reaches his peak state, he can drain half of the flesh and blood abyss.

The eleventh-level nether energy, the eleventh-level soul, and the talent of the Son of Nature promote each other, and the power displayed is terrifying.

With the Lord's intervention, Mota also completely woke up from his newly awakened state of passion. Slowly falling from the air, he arrived in front of the shriveled Split Pool.

The entire Split Pool is on the verge of dying. You can see Philohir, the elf symbiote in the Split Pool, lying straight at the bottom of the pool. All the tentacles that were transformed by alienation are shriveled and decayed, like a dried octopus.

It was the master who used the psionic energy himself to barely save her life - Philohir was the first elf symbiote, and she had always used it very smoothly.

"Master." Mota shouted in the direction of the cocoon rather cordially, and wanted to step forward and pat the cocoon where the master was.

"Don't move!" The master shouted immediately, but it was still a moment too late.

At this time, the cocoon was as fragile as seaweed, and with a snap, the cocoon shattered. The body was half dissolved, and the almost liquid master flowed out of the cocoon...

However, this will not lead to the death of the master. He can even use the power of his mind to vibrate and directly say: "I should not have put you in the abyss of flesh and blood."

The body of the master is almost composed of pure essence, and it has the characteristics of being easily differentiated.

The master first used his mind power to bind his own essence and serous fluid into a ball. Absorb the genetic information of Mota contained in the remaining soup at the bottom of the pool, allowing yourself to temporarily differentiate into the same shape.

Mota watched this process in amazement, and even planned to reach out and touch it twice, but the master opened it with his tentacles: "Don't move!"

Unlike the Queen of Blades, Mota has no strategic vision and is not good at fighting. On the contrary, as a child of nature, she has excellent talents in management, perception, treatment and other fields.

Therefore, from the very beginning, the transformation of Mota was not aimed at leading the battle, nor was it excessively enhanced in its aggressiveness, and its curiosity was largely retained.

"Master, is there anything you need me to do?" Mota asked proactively.

"No." The Master replied with disdain while moving his new body, "Just go to the mutant world and squat in a while. Before going, remember to find a few worlds with rich ecosystems to keep yourself in a prosperous state."

The mutant world is the diverse world originally created by the Mota virus, a insect nest tailor-made by Mota. It can produce a large amount of random essence, and it is currently the only world under the control of the insect swarm that can be called "important" except the Φ world as the core of the insect nest.

However, Mota had a different idea: "Master, the insect swarm lacks vital node units now, right?"

The Lord nodded.

Not counting the one on the Babel Worm Pipe, the standard parasitic heart can only integrate the ecological activity of about one county.

Small areas, such as a province or a country, can still be controlled through coordination between parasitic hearts. But at a higher level, such as mobilizing the life force of the entire ecosystem, a unit needs to be fully responsible - that is, a unit that targets brain worms and mother worms.

"Do you think the Tree of Life is up to the job?" Mota suggested.

"Probably."

Compared with magic talents, there are really not many races with vitality talents. In fact, the insect swarm does not have many choices. Transforming the tree of life into an insect unit should be the best choice.

"What do you think of my mother tree?"

The Lord looked at Mota deeply.

Morta declares his sanctification by his sense of belonging to the Swarm, and his loyalty is unquestionable.

However, because of the existence of her own will, she actually retained some of her personal emotions.

For example, now, as soon as she wakes up, she hopes to benefit the mother tree - by pulling it into the hive will and becoming part of the insect swarm.

However, this does not conflict with the development of the insect swarm.

"Okay," the master agreed, "since you proposed it, leave this matter to you."

The level of Mota's mother tree is similar to that of the Wisteria Tree of Life, but because of the high consistency with Mota's genetic information, it is less difficult to integrate into the insect swarm and follow-up transformation.

It is indeed very suitable as a prototype sample for high-level vitality node creatures.

"Okay!" Mota responded and was about to set off excitedly.

But after taking only two steps, he fell back again.

"Where's my pony?"

"In another split pool."

According to the original plan, Mota and Unicorn should complete the transformation simultaneously. But because Mota advanced to become a saint, the progress of the unicorn's transformation has been relatively slow.

The master snapped his fingers, and the dragon dog was summoned: "As an alternative, you ride it first."

The dragon dog cannot jump across worlds on its own, but with the cooperation of the throne, it is not a problem to travel between adjacent worlds.

The most important thing is that when necessary, Dragon Dog burns the soul of the unicorn and cooperates with the throne of the world. Even if Mota is locked by the gods, he can forcefully pull her back...

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