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The heavy pupils flickered strangely in the eye sockets, and there were faint black lines wandering in the black light. Yaerlin stood on the empty deck, raised his feet to the side of the ship, and looked down at the silhouettes reflected on the sea. , the smell of blood still lingered in the sea breeze.

The black silk thread trembled and folded back into the palm of his hand and drilled into the skin. He squeezed the boat's rail tightly with both hands, and his fingernails cut out a row of finger holes because of the force. He stared at the black lines wrapped around his left hand.

He is very familiar with this strange pattern, and he firmly remembers the pattern of almost every line in his heart. It is the proof that Astur Bader (the true body of the mother nest) resides in his body symbiotically. Under the 153 branch base The huge nest can only be regarded as the extension outline of the mother's nest, which is his realistic reflection in this world, and the gene fragments containing the true complete pheromone are still hidden into a certain gene chain of Yaerlin, And can never be divided and separated.

Of course, this is only the interpretation of the mother's nest translated in the way of Yaerlin's understanding. In fact, the mother's nest is definitely not a low-end species sequence such as pheromone or gene fragment, and the moment when Yaerlin was symbiotic by the mother's nest Since then, the essence of his body has also been beyond the scope of human beings, and the double-helix DNA chain has long been contaminated and transformed into something that cannot be described and understood by his knowledge.

Even the very definition of "thing" is a vague concept in the broadest sense.

The spiral pattern on the left hand must represent a secret code in Yaerlin's guess, not a random symbiotic signature or a simple stamp. Yaerlin stared at the tattoo covering the entire back of the hand. Wriggling, he felt as if all the cells in his body, no, not cells, but his genes and soul had been smashed. The outside of his whole person was just a body that was still disguised and maintained, and some kind of strange reorganization was going on inside. , and the chain of genes seems to be mixed into a big snake that is joined end to end, and the big snake spit out a smooth egg, which is strangely condensing in the palm of his hand.

Everything could not be explained in words, as if it was just a fantasy presented in his mind, but Yaer Linming realized that this was not a fantasy, it was something that was happening in his body on a microscopic level.

The texture of the back of the hand was originally a progressive spiral texture, like a circle of dark wave ripples inspiring from the middle to the surrounding, and it also seems to start from five dark nails and spread to the center. Countless tree roots. The vines are connected into a black ring.

The black ring is obviously still, but it gives the illusion that it is like a living thing, and the breath is connected to a monster's lair, which is gloomy and cold.

On the opposite side of the back of the hand facing the ring, a black vertical line split the texture of the entire palm in two.

The black lines, the circles are one front and one opposite, one in front and one behind, and they overlap to form a vertical eye, which is tightly closed, like the shape of the innermost part of Yaerlin's pupil.

This is the original pattern, but at this moment in Yaerlin's eyes, the cold lair is waking up, the closed vertical eyes are opening little by little, and countless black patterns are squirming, not only limited to Yaerlin's palms and arms , but began to protrude out of the cold and huge body from the nest like a winding python, and began to spread and invade all over Yaerlin's arms, neck, back, and chest.

If you peel off the cover of the clothes, you can see a cold and mysterious snake tattoo covering Yaerlin's whole body. As if he himself was a walking man surrounded by black pythons, a pitch-black snake head extended from the back to the side of the neck, and nods its head a little, revealing only one eyeball, which gives a kind of activity. It feels as if there is really a living creature peering into the world through its eyes.

The outline of the tattoo showed a trace of black air, like a big snake hidden in the black mist, breathing heavily. The cold murderous intent devoured and distorted the light around him. Looking from a distance, Yaerlin's whole person was just like that. It seems to be enveloped in the collapse of a black hole, unusually deep and dark.

Yaerlin took a deep breath. There seemed to be countless broken genetic chains in front of him, and then in the darkness of death, a message of choice emerged in his consciousness. It was a choice:

Similar to the career change after the game character is upgraded, the moment in front of Yaerlin is also a juncture of choice. Of course, there are no various types in the game. There are only two options - "individual" or "legion".

Looking at the words, Yaerlin can roughly guess the difference between the two, and he looked down with some hesitation:

Devouring: Devouring all flesh and blood into nutrients for your own growth~lightnovelpub.net~Transformation: Converting dead flesh and blood into your own servants, and strengthening the basic qualities of the servants themselves. (Basic qualities refer to three-dimensional attributes, strength, agility, and constitution.) Servants have simple thinking abilities.

Absorption: It can absorb the flesh and blood essence or specific life magnetic field of the same kind of life body, strengthen its own physical quality, and can analyze the muscle memory of the same kind of life body, and load part of the biological information on itself. (The extraction effect depends on the fit of the same category and the degree of freshness.)

Sharing: Share the five senses information of any servant, without distance limit, irreplaceable manipulation.

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

"Swallowing, transforming, absorbing, sharing, brood, this is the ability of a complete brood, and the selection of individuals or legions in the next stage of breaking seeds means that individuals are more inclined to evolve these abilities in the next step. direction and category of choice."

There is something to be desired!

Yaerlin understood this very early. He looked down at the bottomless sea, as if through his own reflection he could see all kinds of huge shadows cruising in the depths of the sea. His eyebrows gradually became firmer. In the bottom of my heart, I responded: "Legion!"

Legion: A man is a legion!

Under the choice, the absorbed text suddenly fell into the shadow, which means that it is closed and frozen, and will no longer be improved and evolved, while other related notes on "devouring", "sharing", "transformation" and "mother's nest" began to change. About to unlock the true direction of its own evolution towards the category of legion...