Zerg in the crystal wall world

In the center of the cemetery, the dragon dog's limbs swung rapidly, digging out bones one after another, half-burying itself in the ground, opening the tentacle space to release the carpet material, and entering a stationed state.

The glands all over the body work crazily. Under the stimulation of various hormones, the tentacles of the carpet rise up and twist into a huge building unit, pulling all living creatures in the surrounding ecology into the hive will - the implant. .

The change is not over yet. Inside the implant, the dragon dog's tentacles pop out and pierce the cocoon wall, and a glittering slurry is injected into it, which is the original essence.

Then, like water dripping into boiling oil, the entire implant stirred. Countless sharp tooth shells quickly sprouted from the outside of the implant, and a large number of small nerve cords were produced, hanging down like willows. The ground rumbled and shook, and a huge brain-shaped structure had formed underground between the kinks of the tentacles.

The organic building, which was originally made of twisted creep material, became even larger and uglier as it stretched further. At the same time, terrifying psionic energy fluctuations also appeared.

Although the quantity is not large, it is still enough to create a dozen hero units. Even the Overlord needs a few minutes of brewing to create it. Coupled with using the dragon dog as a node to deliver psionic energy remotely, level 12 psionic energy soon burst out.

However, the way this kind of nether energy works is significantly different from that of Shuai Qiu. Rather than targeting the physical level, extracting essence and inducing mutations are more bizarre and psychedelic, and focus more on the erosion of the spiritual level.

In fact, it was not Shuaiqiu who was providing Long Dog with psionic energy remotely at this time, but Big Ball No. 1.

This mission of Dragon Dog is not to test a new unit, but to control and guide public opinion.

Just as the original essence was exhausted, a strange spiritual broadcast began to spread.

What is different from normal psychic broadcasts is that this psychic signal is "transcoded" by the sensory tendencies of the world's superconscious body, allowing the radiation range of its broadcast to pass through several world groups without being subject to world barriers. of weakening. But in contrast, only the "prophet" group can receive this broadcast.

So, not long after Dragon Dog arrived, all the prophets with a little talent, centered on this ordinary world, saw the same pictures. Those pictures were strange and changeable, with a lot of unexplained intentions. But the theme is without exception: the dead are rampant, the living are retreating, and the whole world is surrounded by endless undead...

Except for a very few people with surly personalities, most of the prophets relied on their talents to enter and leave the palace and hang out among the nobles. Even the down-and-out among them were famous sages within a hundred miles.

In every world, almost all rulers received urgent warnings from their own prophets: The end is coming!

Coupled with the insect scourge that has been mentioned repeatedly in Blue Blood Ring in recent months, at the same time, many smart people have come up with the idea of ​​"driving away wolves and devouring tigers"...

This is exactly what Big Ball No. 1 wants. Next, this building will continue to send psychic broadcasts that imitate the "prophecy". Confusing the prophet further.

However, although this method is exquisite, it cannot confuse high-level prophets. They can directly see through the truth and falsehood, and even directly locate the heart-dying tree.

It is foreseeable: the supporters behind the Death Worship Church will come in droves.

Next, explosions caused by gravity distortion continued to sound. Airdrop pods jumped one after another and landed around the Ranxin Tree, using the fastest speed to turn this place into an insect nest.

The dragon dog also emerged from the ground. As the most advanced combat force here, it needs to intercept the world-destroying strike constructed by the gods outside the world.

But just when the dragon dog was grinding its teeth and sucking blood to prepare for battle, its movements suddenly stopped.

The next moment, he actually retreated from the attacking posture. After being frozen for a few seconds, he finally left in a blink of an eye.

Not only the towering organic building beside it, but also the flying nerve cords slowly stopped, and the nether energy dropped significantly.

Even the development of nearby insect nests showed a sluggishness visible to the naked eye - the high-level command unit paying attention here shifted its perspective.

This means that not only Longgou, but also the No. 1 ball player has been urgently recruited...

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Twenty minutes ago.

empire.

Throne World.

The Empire's new immortal, the legendary Potions Master who was entrusted with an important task, Rickman Bryneton, was summoned to the depths of the underground palace.

At this time, Rickman had already changed into the red robe with toothed hood of the Imperial Sage. As an immortal blessed by the Emperor's power, he should always be energetic and never tired.

But at this time, his face was so tired that he looked much older.

At this time, he had just stepped out of an instrument called the [Animus] from the Empire. This device, which has the same technology as the Soul Seal, can forcibly imprint knowledge and experience into the soul.

The only disadvantage is that it will put a huge burden on the soul and thinking, and even the immortal cannot be completely exempted. But now that the empire is in turmoil, every minute and every second must be fought for as much as possible.

But after meeting the emperor.

Rickman's fatigue and hard work were all replaced by excitement.

"Your Majesty!" Rickman saluted the emperor excitedly.

The emperor gave no particular response.

The immortals are all his dependents. In theory, they have no secrets from the emperor and do not need additional incentives.

The two of them hurried forward, passing behind closed iron gates one after another. We arrived at the deepest part of the underground palace.

Stopped in front of a dark door with a majestic and simple decoration that was incompatible with the surroundings.

The emperor put his palm on the door, and a beautiful magic array shimmering with light lit up.

After layers of bans were opened, Rickman couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and all his attention was attracted by a figure.

It was a girl trapped in a stasis.

She has blond hair, blue eyes, and a small stature. Even if she is wearing armor, she looks quite cute.

But facing such a little girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, Rickman couldn't help but feel like kneeling down.

It was a feeling of oppression from the soul.

Even though he was born into a magical blue blood who was later promoted, this sense of oppression is firmly engraved in the inherited memory - this is a descendant of the King of Knights who has awakened his bloodline talent to a very deep level.

The "feel" produced by extracting essence seeds from pure bloods, mixed bloods, and Forsworn people of all races for a long time allowed Rickman to determine based on intuition alone that the degree of awakening of her bloodline was no less than that of pure bloods...

As the co-owner of all human blue bloods in the past, even if he only relied on the blood contracts signed with the blue bloods of all races,

As long as the news of her existence is known to the blue bloods, a storm can be set off!

At the moment when Rickman was shocked, the emperor waved his hand.

The stagnant stance was opened, and the face that had been sealed for a long time became active again.

The emperor spoke in the same solemn voice as before: "Long time no see, my sister..."

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