Pirate's Nest Order

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

The black silk threads shivered and gathered back into the palm of his hand, and penetrated into the skin. He tightly grasped the ship's rail with both hands, and a row of finger holes were carved out by his nails. He stared at the black lines wrapped around his left hand.

He was very familiar with this weird pattern, and he remembered almost every line and pattern firmly in his mind. It was proof that Astur Badel (the true body of the Brood) was living in his body and living symbiotically. Under the 15th branch base The huge nest can only be regarded as the outer outline of the mother's nest, a reflection of his reality in this world, and the gene fragments containing the true and complete pheromones are still hidden and embedded in a certain gene chain of Yaerlin. and can never be divided or separated.

Of course, this is just the interpretation of the mother's nest in the way Ya'erlin understands it. In fact, the mother's nest is definitely not a low-end species sequence such as pheromones or gene fragments. The moment Ya'erlin was symbiotic with the mother's nest Since then, the essence of his body has transcended the category of human beings. The double-helix DNA chain has long been contaminated and transformed into something that cannot be described and understood with his knowledge.

Even the very definition of "thing" is a vague notion in a broad sense.

In Yaerlin's guess, the spiral pattern on his left hand must represent a code with hidden meaning, rather than a casual symbiotic signature or a simple stamp. Yaerlin stared at the tattoo covering the entire back of his hand. Squirming, he felt as if all the cells in his body, no, not cells, but genes and souls, had been scattered. His entire body was just a shell that was still pretending to keep functioning, while some weird reorganization was going on inside. , and the gene chain seemed to be mixed into a big snake holding head to tail. The big snake spit out a smooth egg from its mouth, and the egg condensed strangely in the palm of his hand.

Everything couldn't be explained with words, as if it was just a fantasy that was being presented in his mind, but Yarlin realized that this was not a fantasy, but something that was happening in his body on a microscopic level.

The texture on the back of the hand originally showed a progressive spiral texture, like a circle of dark ripples radiating from the middle to the surroundings, or like countless tree roots starting from five dark black nails and spreading towards the center. The vines connect into a black ring.

The black ring is obviously still, but it gives people the illusion that it is like a living thing. It is connected with a monster's lair between breaths, gloomy and cold.

And on the opposite side of the back of the hand facing the ring, there is a black vertical line that splits the texture of the entire palm into two.

The black lines and the rings are front and back, one front and one back, overlapping together to form a vertical eye, which is tightly closed, just like the shape of the deepest part of Yarlin's pupil.

This is the original pattern, and at this moment, in Yaerlin's eyes, the cold lair is waking up, the closed vertical eyes are opening little by little, countless black lines are squirming, not only limited to Yaerlin's palms and arms , instead, it began to poke out its cold and huge body from the nest like a winding python, and began to attack Yaerlin's arms, neck, back, chest and body.

If you peel off the cover of your clothes, you can see a cold and mysterious snake tattoo covering Yaerlin's body. It is lifelike and looks like it comes directly from the flesh and blood. It is full of a suffocating beauty of evil darkness. As if he himself were a walking man entangled by a black python, a dark snake head extended from the back and climbed up to the side of the neck, and a little bit of the head was revealed. Only one eyeball was exposed, which gave people a sense of movement. It feels as if there is really a living creature peering into the world through its eyes.

A trace of black air emanated from the edge of the outline of the tattoo, like a big snake hiding in the black mist taking its breath. The cold and murderous intent devoured and distorted the surrounding light. Looking from a distance, Yaerlin's whole body looked like a ghost. It was like being enveloped in the collapse of a black hole, unusually deep and dark.

Arlin took a deep breath. There seemed to be countless fragmented genetic chains in front of him, and then in the dead darkness, a decision-making message emerged in his consciousness. It was a decision:

Similar to the job change after a game character upgrades, the moment before Yaerlin is also a decision-making moment. Of course, there are no various types like in the game, there are only two options - "individual" or "legion".

Looking at the words, Yaerlin could roughly guess the difference between the two. He looked down with some hesitation:

Devour: Devour all flesh and blood and turn them into nutrients for your own growth.

Transformation: Transform dead flesh and blood into your own slaves, and strengthen the basic qualities of the slaves themselves. (Basic qualities refer to three-dimensional attributes, strength, agility, and physique.) Servants have simple thinking abilities.

Absorption: You can absorb the flesh and blood essence or specific life magnetic field of life forms of the same kind to strengthen your physical fitness. You can also analyze the muscle memory of life forms of the same kind and load some biological information into yourself. (The absorption effect depends on the degree of compatibility and freshness of the same species.)

Sharing: Share the five senses information of any slave, no distance limit, irreplaceable control.

Brood: Astur's projected reality uses countless black touches to transform reality into its nest. It absorbs nutrients from the earth all the time to grow, and in the process of growth, the nest gradually evolves into a terrifying base and fortress. .

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

If you give up, you will get something!

Arlin understood this truth very early. He looked down at the bottomless sea, as if through his own reflection he could see the various huge shadows swimming in the depths of the sea. His eyebrows gradually became firmer, and his gloomy He responded from the bottom of his heart: "Legion!"

Legion: One person is a legion!

Under the decision, the extracted text suddenly fell into the shadows, which means that it is closed and frozen, and will no longer improve and evolve, while other related notes on "swallowing", "sharing", "transformation" and "mother nest" began to change. It is about to unlock the true direction of its own evolution towards the category of the legion...