The curtain call of a drama usually means the beginning of another big drama.

Pieces of the blue wall skin fell, sieve-like **** rustled and piled up at the base of the wall, the outer perimeter of the tube building was completely closed, and iron railings stood connected to the concrete wall, and the inner space will be planned and constructed. into a new building.

In the tower.

There were still traces of blood coagulation everywhere, and Yaerlin stood alone in the room, with his fingers spread out in his palms, countless black threads were strangely entwined and solidified.

It is a strictly hexagonal cylinder with a hexagonal cut at one end and the base of a closed hexagonal pyramid at the other, consisting of three identical prisms.

"Hive!"

Yaerlin squinted his eyes, this weird thing is 90% similar to his hive, the only difference is that in each prismatic hive, the tentacles of the black hand stretched out and squirmed, like breathing. , Countless honeycombs with the same structure are spinning strangely, and the black light like ink is flickering.

"The seed of the mother's nest!"

Yaerlin murmured to himself, he could feel an intimate connection with the thing in his hand, and the thing that seemed to blend together was a part of himself.

Or to be more precise, Astur Bader extends into the lair where reality invades.

A variety of information flowed in in his mind, and the cerebral cortex uncontrollably sent out excited instructions. Yaerlin squinted at the ground under his feet, and suddenly his palms fell, and the brood seed issued a "hissing" living creature. The sound of , slowly fell to the ground, and at the moment when it touched the ground, the quiet aura suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a violent, greedy and raging aura.

Chi Chi Chi....

Countless black tentacles stretched out from the mother's nest, turning into sharp knives to cut and smash the ground, and then like growing roots extending into the ground, growing frantically at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the structures in the ground were It seems to be contaminated and transformed by some kind of black ink.

In the unreachable ground, the soil properties of the earth under the foot of this side have changed forever and irreversibly, from khaki to black, from lifeless dead to weird living, black creeping towards the outside Devouring and spreading, the underground space is getting bigger and bigger, and the strange "soil" that is mottled and messy on the surrounding soil walls is slowly infiltrating to the surrounding area and then connecting together, like a blanket that covers the sky and the sun.

This fungus has the characteristics of a virus, it will continue to divide, grow and reproduce, invade the earth all the time to absorb and transform the structure of the underground, and devour all the substances in the soil, convert it into nutrients and deliver it to the mother nest.

In the pitch-black space, countless black tentacles solidified in mid-air. The scene that appeared in the palm of Yaerlin just now reappeared again, but the size of this scale was enlarged hundreds or thousands of times. Nests were built, and each prismatic hive was a great deal higher than Arlin.

The originally cracked opening under his feet turned into a black mushroom creep. When Yaerlin stepped on it, he felt a cold and soft feeling. He stepped on it and walked into the darkness step by step.

The internal space had stopped expanding, and seemed to have reached a limit for the time being. Yaerlin looked up at the mammoth mother hive in front of him, and thoughtfully walked in from a prismatic hive.

"Mother's Nest: Astur Bader's projected reality, transforming reality into its lair with countless black touches, absorbing nutrients from the earth all the time to grow, and in the process of growing, gradually evolving the lair into a terrifying base and fortress."

With the information fed back in his mind, Yaerlin licked his lips and looked inside the lair. Inside were dazzling dark pipes, curved, straight, and circular like countless precisely arranged tunnels. The other end of the tunnel Hook up the road to the next prismatic hive.

"Labyrinth nests, intricate tunnels, only one can go to the deepest part of the mother nest."

Yaerlin stretched out his hand to touch the tunnel, and the tactile sensation he conveyed was extremely smooth. With a slight force, his fingertips began to slide on it, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind, "It's the ability to smooth the fruit!"

As he thought about it, the dead tunnel under his feet began to wriggle strangely, like a self-propelled track taking him all the way to the deepest part of the mother's nest.

The deepest part of the mother's nest is a space the size of a football playground. The creeping creeps spread out on top of the empty space. There is only a terrifying black shadow in the center. When Yaerlin walks into the past, it is a tree-like structure with countless branches. The tentacles were swaying to form a shadow behind them, and it was like the countless hair strands of the female ghost in the movie that were swayed by the wind.

The center of the shadow is a dark oval, like a black egg, and in the middle of the egg there is a closed crack like the vertical eye of some kind of creature.

"Aster Bader?" Yarlin called tentatively.

The black vertical eyes suddenly opened, and the icy eyes without a trace of emotion reflected Yaerlin's figure~lightnovelpub.net~ The voice came from all directions and echoed throughout the space, as if it came from Yaerlin's soul It came out, and it reverberated directly in his mind.

"Yarlin, you're here!"

"Hey, meeting for the first time!" Yaerlin touched his eyelids, looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth to reveal his teeth and smiled: "So, did you leave my body?"

"..." Astur Bader.

"You can understand that this is an extension of our body, a part of the self-growing tissue that has been cut and separated, while the brain and core are still..." Yaerlin opened his eyes, with black light flashing in his eyes, his The mouth seems to be directly taken over by Astur Bader, saying the words of the answer: "It's still this symbiotic body."

"You can control my body?" Yaerlin licked his lips, and there was no emotional change in his voice.

"Your will is the main thing. If you need it, I can help you take over the operation of your body." Yaerlin's mouth was no longer controlled, and the voice just came out of his mind, as if it was because of the connection control of Yaerlin's will. The switch has been cut off.

In fact, Yaerlin is thinking too much. The life form and the pursuit of consciousness are different. Yaerlin asks for absolute autonomy. For the mother nest, what he needs is continuous evolution. Who dominates in this process? The role of the brood is simply not within the scope of the mother's thinking.

"So, is this eye a part of the organization that I broke away from?" Yaerlin's expression turned slightly, but he looked at the vertical eye, but he unconsciously strayed: "Am I giving birth to a child?"

"No!" An indifferent voice came out of consciousness: "It's the entire mother nest!"

Yaerlin stared at the gigantic shadow that enveloped him, and said nothing.