The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

2212. Battle of the Gods (8)

"No... no..." Shirley Birkin knelt down weakly on the ground. She held her head in her hands and said desperately: "Can't find it... I can't find it at all! This sub-consciousness is too weak... …Can’t find it at all!”

She has almost collapsed now, "It's my fault! It was me who created the sub-consciousness of Mongal-Mongal! It was me who taught it how to split! It's my fault...my fault!!"

A warm hand was placed on her shoulder, and Shepard's slightly deep voice was heard from behind, "But, if it weren't for this sub-consciousness, maybe we wouldn't even be able to accurately locate Moog in the first place. -Planet Farlow, isn’t it?”

"What's the use of that? We're all finished... we can't find the core consciousness of Mongal-Menggal, we can only die here! And it can also allow those tens of thousands of sub-consciousnesses to ride on battleships to every place in the galaxy ! The barrier time of the Mind Harp is limited! Once the barrier is lifted, it can continue to proliferate until it swallows the entire galaxy!" Shirley Birkin shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Then stop it!!" Shepard slapped Shirley Birkin on the face. A bright red slap mark suddenly appeared on that delicate face, but it disappeared in an instant.

Shirley Birkin looked at Shepard blankly.

Shepard grabbed her shoulders and said loudly: "Calm down! We are still alive now! There is hope when we are alive! In short, I will never give up until Mongar-Mongar crawls all over my body!"

Suddenly she was stunned, and then asked: "Mongal-Mongal's sub-consciousness body, does it rely on constant devouring to become stronger?"

Shirley Birkin was still a little stunned. She subconsciously replied: "It has a slight impact, but it is not decisive. Devouring ordinary life will only make it larger in size and make its consciousness stronger." , but not much. The consciousness and connection between Mongal and Mongal are related to the Force. In theory, sub-consciousness can enhance its consciousness by devouring each other."

"Then from another perspective, Mongar-Menggar's core consciousness has split into so many sub-consciousnesses, which must have weakened a lot, right?" Shepard asked again.

Shirley Birkin answered this professional counterpart question very fluently, "That's for sure. Now its plan is to release all these sub-consciousnesses to devour and grow them, and then slowly recover on their own. Tens of thousands of years. As time goes by, its core consciousness will still be the strongest. Then, it can continue to devour those sub-consciousnesses of its own to make itself stronger... In the end, maybe it will really become... a god. "

A look of determination flashed through Shepard's eyes. She suddenly turned around and walked over. She came to two ghost agents, Sen Luo and Death, and snatched a small bag from their waists.

"No matter what you plan to do, you'd better think about it carefully." Senluo said seriously, staring at Shepard.

Shepard didn't say anything, then came to Shirley Birkin, and actually directly opened the container containing the consciousness of Mongar Mongar!

"What are you doing! This will be leaked!!" Shirley Birkin was shocked. She wanted to stop it but it was too late.

She saw that Shepard had already grabbed the mud in his hand. She gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Now this is the reason why this sub-consciousness is not strong enough?! Then... let me Come control it!"

As she spoke, she pulled open the purse she had just snatched from the ghost agent with her other hand, and countless sparkling powders spilled out. She held the powder and inhaled it hard!

"Are you crazy! You will die!!" the God of Death shouted.

These powders are catalysts made from the most top spice in the galaxy - spiritual light excitation, plus other processes. Ghost agents use this catalyst to help them awaken more powerful psychic powers. They use this thing to replace the 'terazine' that does not exist in this galaxy.

But no matter how it is prepared, this catalyst is still essentially a spice!

Shepard seemed to be in great pain, and the mud she was holding in her hands was seeping into her body! But she still said loudly with all her strength: "Here... I am the only one who is a psyker!"

Under the action of a catalyst that was dozens of times higher than the normal dose, Shepard's expression became ferocious, and her eyes also changed, and even her eyes disappeared!

"What are you going to do?!" Shirley Birkin wanted to pull Shepard away, but she slapped him away. This move was so powerful that Shirley Birkin's G-virus-enhanced body was sent flying several meters away and hit the console with a bang.

Shepard then ran away and rushed towards the hangar of the Normandy!

"She is controlled by Mongar Mongar! Stop her!!" Shirley Birkin shouted.

As she said that, she grabbed an assault rifle from the hands of U.S.S. Captain Rupert behind her and chased towards the hangar.

But a person suddenly rushed over and stood in front of her. It was Huang Yehao! The commander of the soldiers of the Fourth Legion in the expeditionary force!

Huang Yehao stared at Shirley Birkin with burning eyes and asked: "Then what are you going to do? Kill her?"

"If she is controlled by Mongar Mongar, we will all die!" Shirley Birkin said sternly.

"Even if she is not controlled, we will die!!" Huang Yehao roared, "I don't know what Shepard is going to do, but since she has done it! Then believe her! Support her!"

Shirley Birkin suddenly calmed down. She dropped the assault rifle on the ground with a click and sat down dejectedly, "That's right... We are all going to die anyway. There is no difference..."

However, Huang Yehao appeared in front of her again, grabbed her collar and lifted her up, roaring: "Is this the virtue of you Umbrella?! I don't care what you can do. Anyway, you have studied Mnggal-Mnggal for so long, you will definitely be able to help Shepard. Shepard's! Go do it! ! "

Shirley Birkin gritted her teeth, pushed Huang Yehao away, rushed to their own experimental terminal, and quickly operated, "That's right! Okay... okay! In that sub-conscious body, we mixed nanorobots in the mud! Now this is the only way!"

She turned back and yelled at the dumbfounded researchers behind her: "Get moving! ! Let the nanorobots enter Shepard's body! No... enter her brain! Stop the sub-conscious body from eroding her! ! "

At this time, the voice of the driver Jeff Morrow came from the communication, [What are you doing in the command center? What are your plans? Why did Shepard run away alone in the shuttle?]

Huang Yehao looked up at the hologram and saw only a shuttle taking off from the Normandy, swaying and flying in one direction at high speed.